Jorge, in a way, could be looked down on for showing outward compassion by other Spartans, but your team never did. You all cherished him—even if some wouldn't admit it. During a war, you needed that smile of his; otherwise, you might have lost yourself, becoming just a killing machine like you were meant to be in the first place. Even if he never got to outwardly say it, he cherished you a little more than everybody else.
From purposely having you stand slightly behind him when you were on guard, to putting a hand on your shoulder after you saw something horrible—he even once had you help him calm a civilian down. On the rare occasion you weren't fighting the Covenant, he'd chatter—something out of the ordinary for others. He'd try, at least, to get the smallest smile. Even if he couldn't see it, he had a sense for it.
Before he sacrificed himself, whilst giving you his dog tags, he whispered in Hungarian words you'd never heard a Spartan utter before: "Szeretlek." I love you. Something perhaps you didn't understand—but he did, and that was enough.
Even though you didn't save Reach, if he were still there, he wouldn't hold it against you. If he had gotten to see you fight as long as you did—no food, no water, no breaks, over 100 troops sent just to kill you—he would've been damn proud you tried, even if you knew the inevitable.
Maybe if some less twisted universe, you got to hold him while he died instead or maybe he didn't die, maybe you saved Reach, maybe you saved him.
AHH OK CAN YOU PLEASE MAKE YAN JORGE AND CHURCH HCS?
Yes, I can and I shall. Enjoy! ;)
General Yan!Church and Yan!Jorge Headcanons
(TW: Yandere, Obsessive Behavior, Violence, mentions of blood.)
> Church and Jorge are not the types to be hidden in their affections at all. Once they start feeling strong affection for you, it’s obvious to everyone in the vicinity, which is of course how they found out about each other’s “thing” for you. Jorge couldn’t ignore how Church insisted that you were the only one besides himself who could handle his gear or tune his weapons, and similarly, Jorge’s own increasingly affectionate treatment of you was hardly subtle. Even when they started to become a bit more intense in their actions, the heightened focus on showing you their love was mirrored between the two.
> To everyone’s surprise, this just became another thing for them to sort of bond with each other over, instead of causing the infighting they assumed. In the G03LM’s minds, it made total sense; of course the other would love you, not loving you was just plain stupid. Plus, they operate on the same wavelength most of the time anyway, so their bro liking the same person is fine with them. There’s no one else Church or Jorge would rather share you with, and as it happens, this is what really eggs them on to make you know just how much they both care for you.
> Neither are really the type to do typical romantic gestures like give you flowers they picked or write soliloquies to describe your beauty, but they do flirt with you a lot. You’d swear that “good lookin’” was practically another name for you now with how often Jorge purrs it to you in a greeting, and then there was the rare “sweetcheeks” from Church. They aren’t exactly the most flowery terms of endearment, but then again, neither of them seemed the type to do that to begin with, so you were still surprised.
> In fact, they call you those so often that they almost caught on with other grunts as well. But attempts to make those nicknames a regular thing were quickly stopped by none other than Church and Jorge themselves; it was their thing with you, and only theirs.
> (Jorge paused from cleaning his gun when he heard one of the other technicians call out to you with his name for you. He leaned down to them and grinned behind his mask when they shrank back a bit. “Hah, that’s real funny pal. But if you call them that again I’ll crush you.” Point taken.)
> Jorge also lavishes you with praise and compliments constantly, for the most simple of actions and when you least expect it. He’s particularly fond of this way of showing affection to you, and he considers it his mission to make you know how much he loves everything about you. Everything from the way your brows furrow when you’re confused to innocuous things like the precise way you prefer your coffee and the way you look so focused when working. Although sometimes his comments can be weirdly specific. For someone who you assumed didn’t know that much about you, the fact he can list off certain more intimate things he knows about you so offhandedly is a bit unnerving.
> (It’s just because he spends a lot of time looking at you, but you didn’t know the true depth of it. It was easy to keep it secret, with how hidden his gaze is behind his mask.)
> For the record, Church also compliments you, but they’re typically shorter and more blunt. He’ll just state that you’re really pretty as though it’s a universally known fact, which it is in his mind. He’ll also fight anyone who says otherwise, but he’s always itching for a chance to pummel someone on your behalf, so it’s something you’re kind of used to now. It’s weirdly flattering regardless, but you try not to encourage it too much.
> Jorge and Church also give you presents frequently as well; usually weapons and other trinkets as “battle trophies” from grunts they faced in combat, oftentimes still bloody. You’re grossed out a bit by just how much gore they track into the building whenever they find something new to gift you, but seeing them perk up proudly whenever you thank them for it makes up for it. They seem so happy whenever you show an ounce of gratitude for their presents, punching the air and fist-bumping each other when you simply smile at them while holding whatever they gave you. You might even say it’s cute, although using such an adjective for the violent mercs seems a tad inappropriate.
> (Half of the time you’re not even sure what to do with the things they bring you, but now you have an entire wall full of weapons and armor pieces from them. It’d be useful if you ever need to get into a fight, but you’re just a technician.)
> (Of course, you don’t know how many of those special things are from people who were once threats and were foolish enough to pose a threat to your relationship with them. They really should’ve known better, it’s not like Church or Jorge had tried to hide what you were to them. Hopefully the rest of your coworkers would take a hint from the red they tracked in, and the missing presence of some of the people you shared a shift with.)
> They drop any and every conversation they have just to make you a part of it once you enter the room, including important mission briefings from Sheriff. (Oh well. He just has to get that you’re more important.) You’ll also find yourself physically close to them more often than not; it’s common for you to have to try to ignore how they crowd in on your space whenever they catch sight of you. It’s not like you work with them often - you’re not exactly a mercenary or field worker - so when they decide to spend virtually all of their downtime around you, it’s very noticeable.
> They’re also quite touchy with you; you’re going to be picked up by one of them and bear-hugged at least once every day, and luckily they are very gentle with you, so you never have to worry about being harmed by their armor or squeezed too tight. They’d rather die than hurt you, so their grip on you is always soft, and when they nudge against you with their masked face (their version of a kind of kiss, unbeknownst to you), it isn’t hard enough to cause any damage. If they had it their way, you’d always be in their arms, and they even try to take turns with it just to be fair.
> (As an additional bonus, if you’re snuggled up in Church or Jorge’s embrace, no one bothers them and tries to get you away. It's the perfect way to keep you all to themselves, and their loud purring shows just how pleased they are about this.)
> Church is definitely the quieter of the two, but also the one more likely to rough someone up if they affront you in some way. The other members of MERC know better than to get too close to you now, since attempts to be all buddy-buddy with you (or god forbid, flirt with you) were shut down by the mohawked G03LM’s fists. Literally.
> (With how often Church was around you, he got pretty good at reading you. So when he heard you laugh uncomfortably and snapped his attention to you to find one of the other grunts leaning way too close to you for even your taste, he was quick to get rid of the problem. It’s the least he could do, for someone he adores so much.)
> You’ve had a talk with Church about, well, massacring your coworkers whenever you happened to take an off day (at least he’s polite enough not to do it in front of you), so he’s not likely to hurt them too badly now. But it just so happens that Church also knows that you can cause a lot of damage that doesn’t lead to death all the time, which some might even consider worse.
> (Sheriff is now more concerned than ever about healthcare costs for MERC. Perhaps he can cut another deal with the Nexus Core?)
> Jorge is more the type to just threaten the other mercenaries, but he isn’t above getting physical along with Church to break a few (many) bones if he thinks the situation calls for it. Which happens more often than not, if you’re not in their vicinity.
> (They’d honestly be offended if you thought they’d forget the way that prick Sheriff just hired was giving you googly eyes. The little twerp just has to learn his place, and as your partners, there’s no one better to teach them.)
> Despite how they will deliberately target the others in your faction when they know you won’t be around, they still want to show off around you. There’s always an open invitation for you to observe their training, and Jorge is always quick to remind you of this. When you do watch them fight, they naturally put a lot more effort into fighting. They already love the thrill of it, but feeling your eyes on them just invigorates them like nothing else.
> If it weren’t for the fact that the two are so dangerous, the fact that you have them completely wrapped around your finger without knowing it would be funny to everyone else. Anything you even mention once will be noted by them, and while they might not be the most efficient at fetching it/completing some task you need finished, they’ll find some way to fulfill your wishes. Even if it means threatening asking someone else to do it for them, or going to the very ends of Nexus City and fighting through hoards of random bandits and zeds to bring back a single tool you’d simply like to have someday, they’ll do it happily. And of course, they’ll be chatting with each other the entire time about how cute you are, and how they can’t wait to see the look on your face when you realize what they’ve done for you.
> Both of them routinely refer to you as their partner, and they mean it in every sense of the word. Ever since they fell for you so hard, there’s no one else Church and Jorge would be willing to go to for tune-ups and other jobs that needed more technical expertise present. But they also mean it in the romantic sense as well. In their eyes, they’d already made it explicitly clear to everyone else that you were together. They just need to go a step further to get you to acknowledge it as well. Plus, you’d never outright rejected their advances before, so they just know you return their affections. Maybe you’re just shy about it compared to them.
> It doesn't matter to them how long it takes you to understand and eventually officially requite what they feel because Church and Jorge are willing to work at this for however long is needed. They're not going to quit when they know they're so close to having you completely and being able to show you all of their love to its truest extent. Besides, they're G03LMs; Church and Jorge can be brought back from whatever form of the afterlife Nevada has for as long as needed. If they can fight off death itself, then no one stands a chance at taking you from them, so your being with them is completely inevitable. That's all there is to it.
Can you do a Jorge masvidal smut where after his ufc fight you guys are in the back in his room and to make him feel good she gives him h3ad and he 3ats her out and yk it turns into a smut.
(Hope you have a good day lol!!)
My baby girl
* English is not my first language I apologise
* Gif is not mine
* Triggers: 18+, Smut, Swearing and Fluff
Y/n pov
I was waiting for Jorge in his locker room, he just won the fight. “Yeah, I’ll be right outside, need to take a bloody shower first.” He walked in, his chest covered in his own and his opponents blood. “Hi baby.” I chirped and walked over to him, giving him a hug. “Hey gorgeous.” He kissed my cheek and playfully squeezed my ass. “Jorge.” He smirked and gently pulled me to the shower. “Nobody will notice us in here baby.” I shook my head and gently pushed him away. “No, I don’t feel comfortable doing that in here Jorge..” he pouted but nodded. “I’ll make it up to you when we’re back in our hotel room.” His pout changed into a smile and gave me a kiss on my lips. “You’re the best.”
We both walked in our room, he placed down his bags as I sat down on the sofa to take my shoes off. “They want to go out in a hour, it’s way too early for us. I mean you want to shower and get dressed but an hour is too short for my baby.” Jorge was complaining about a few things, I didn’t care about it, an hour is too short and I’m not going to stressed out about it. “Jorge, we take our time and we see them later.” I stood up, walking over to him. “You sure? I can call them now to say…” I touched his chest and slowly slipped under his hoodie, touching his abs. He stopped with rambling and smiled at me. “You’re so fucking beautiful in this dress baby.” He says and grabbed my chin to place a kiss on my lips.
Jorge POV
She slowly crouched down and sat on her knees, she looked up at me. My hand went through her hair, massaging her head. She slowly pulled out my dick and stroke it, rubbing her thumb over my tip. “Fuck..” I hissed. She was looking gorgeous down there, looking at me with these big innocent eyes. She moved a bit closer and took it in her mouth and started to suck me off. I groaned and threw my head back, gripping her hair more firmer as she started to bobble her head. “That’s it baby girl.” I gently pushed her closer to fit it all in, her tongue was swirling around and drool dripped down her chin. “Look at me.” Her eyes moved up and she looked directly into my eyes. “Such a good girl.”
I came into her mouth and order her to swallow it down. She swallowed it but made a gross face afterwards. “Not your favourite huh.” She shook her head and stood up. “No but I’ll do it for you.” She wanted to walk away but I quickly wrapped my arms around her waist. “Where are you going gorgeous?” She giggles and tries to wiggle out of my grasp. “I need to shower before we’re going out Jorge.” “We’re not done yet darling.” I pulled her up and walked her over to our bed. “Jorge…” I shook my head and sat her down. “No, it’s your turn now.” I sat down between her legs and made way up under her sundress, slightly leaving some kisses behind. “Unlike you, I love to taste you.”
She was a moaning mess as I was trying to make her cum for the second time. Her hands moved through my hair and her hips were slightly moving. “Jorge…” I squeezed her thighs and moved my tongue out of her. “What is it princess.” I was looking up at her, she was breathing rapidly. “I want more.” “More?” She nods eagerly. I moved up, placing her further into our bed. “You know we only have 10 mins left…” I teased her, she playfully slaps my arm. “Shut up and fuck me Jorge.” We both laughed and I removed my hoodie, revealing my bruised up chest. “Jorge.” She gasped and carefully touched my chest. “It’s okay, only a few bruises.” I reassured her. Her fingers slowly moved along the bruises. “You sure?” I nodded and moved down to kiss her softly. “I’m sure baby.”
Y/n POV
He traveled slowly down from my lips down to my chin, to my neck. Where he started to leave some hickeys behind. I moved my legs and wrapped them around him, feeling his hard member pressing against me. “Naughty girl.” He whispers and placed a few wet kisses behind. I moved my head to the side to create some more room for him. My hands went over his shoulders, slightly grabbing and squeezing them. “Jorge.” I breathed out as he suck on that sweet spot in my neck. He felt him smiling and moved down to my chest. “Such a shame that you are still in your dress.” His hands went behind my back and slowly pulled my dress down. “Don’t ruin my dress Jorge, I really like this one.” He gave me a smile and gently lay it down on the side. “Don’t worry, I like this dress too.”
We both were naked and he was stroking his big hard dick. I was pressing my legs together, feeling that heat between my legs. He moved his other hand to my thigh and I opened my legs for him. He smirks and moved his hand up, slowly moving his fingers around my wet pussy. “Fuck baby, look at that wet little cunt of yours.” He slowly pushed his index finger between my wet folds and moved in and out, making that wet noise. “You’re so fucking wet baby.” I nodded as I grew a bit impatient with him. “You want more baby?” I nodded again and he pushed another one in, stretching my tight pussy. “You’re dripping all over my fingers baby.” He teased as he slowly stretched me out.
He pulled his fingers and pressed his hard dick against my heat. “Jorge please..” I slightly whined out. He caressed my cheek and shushed me. “It’s okay, I’ve got you.” With that he slowly pushed himself in. I moaned as I felt him stretching me out, filling me up with his large dick. “That’s it baby girl.” He slowly started to move, holding me close to him.
His pace became faster and rougher and his hand moved around my breast, slightly pinching and groping them. “Fuck, you’re so hot.” His voice was a bit lower as usual and his eyes were full with lust. My hands roamed around his chest, feeling his muscles. “Jorge..” I moaned as he grabbed me by my neck, placing some pressure on it. “Let me hear you baby.” He sped up his pace again and was now fucking me at his rough and fast pace, slamming his dick against my sweet spot.
I was a moaning mess underneath him. He was praising me, being his good little girl, taking him so well. I felt I was getting closer and closer to my high and grabbed his shoulders, digging my nails into his skin. “J-Jorge…” he nods as he knew what I meant. “Fuck baby, you’re milking me already.” I threw my head back and he wrapped his hand around my neck again. “Come for me baby, let me feel you.” I scratched his back open and moaned out his name, he squeezed my neck and made me feel dizzy as I came. “Fuck, just like that baby.” He pushed down on my stomach to feel how deep he was inside of me. He moved his head to my chest and started to suck around my breast. “Fucking beautiful.” He moved my leg higher up and got deeper inside of me. “I’m going to fill you up baby….making you feel so full.” His movement became sloppier and he grunted a few times before I felt him cumin inside of me.
We were both breathing rapidly as he moved us into a comfortable position. “You okay baby?” I nodded and closed my eyes, feeling exhausted. “Can we stay here?” I asked him tiredly as I snuggled up to him. “Whatever you want baby.” He kissed the top of my head and his hands started to caress my back. “I love you Jorge.” “I know baby, I love you too.” I fell asleep in his arms as his dick was still buried deep inside of me, keeping it warm and safe.
Pairing: Spartan-052/Jorge x F!Reader
Summary: In Emile's words: "Big man forgets who he is sometimes". Jorge does some reflecting in his final moments.
Warnings: Death, mentions of violence, some kissin'.
A/N: A bit of a sad gift for @jodtoad. The title translates to "Forever" in Hungarian, which Jorge is fluent in and speaks frequently. This fic is really broken up and all over the place, BUT whatever.
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"You're different than the other Spartans."
Jorge glanced up at you and cocked his head; you were perched on a concrete barrier, staring down at his hulking figure as he stood in the street.
"Am I?" he adjusted his grip on the large gun he carried and you nodded.
"Yup. You care about us- what do you call us? "Civvies"?" you kicked your legs as you spoke, "Not like that one with the skull on his visor. I think he'd just as soon kill us all."
Jorge frowned under his helmet. You were talking about Emile, clearly- and you were probably correct in your assumption.
"Maybe I do care," he moved closer to the barrier where you sat and you grinned. He was surprised- most civilians gave Spartans a wide berth and a certain degree of mistrust. You cocked your head and for a moment, Jorge felt his heart race in a way it hadn't for years.
Beautiful eyes fixated on his polarized visor-
A smile that made his chest feel tight.
Fearless in the face of an armored super-soldier.
"Hey, big man, you gonna snap out of it and help us here?"
Emile's impatient voice ushered Jorge back to the present and he shook his head to clear the memory. He lumbered forward and put his shoulder into the debris, edging it out of the path so Kat and Carter could place the explosive.
"You alright?" Jun placed a hesitant hand on Jorge's armored shoulder.
"Yeah. I'm fine."
"We shouldn't be doing this, kicsim," Jorge breathed between hot kisses, "My team is due back any minute."
"Then we'll make it quick," you smiled against his lips, "And I'll be gone- like a ghost."
Jorge hated that. He didn't want to be quick- he didn't want you to disappear from him the moment the two of you were done. He wanted to be out of this fucking armor, to hold you in earnest and feel you against him.
Your fingers ghosted across his stubbled jawline and he caught your palm, pulling it against his mouth to kiss it gently.
"I thought we were in a hurry," you chided as he kissed down your arm and then moved to your neck.
"I know," he whispered into the shell of your ear-
"I know."
"Noble Five? Please repeat." Auntie Dot's synthetic voice piped up in Jorge's ear and he ripped his helmet off before tossing it across the control room.
They were losing Reach, and fast.
Jorge had seen losing fights- probably more than the rest of Noble Team put together. He'd gone into at least a dozen firefights ready to die.
But that was before you.
He ran a gloved thumb over the crumpled photo of you and repeated what Dot had overheard-
"I'm sorry, kicsim."
"Do Spartans have a retirement plan?"
Jorge chuckled and tossed a stone across the still waters of the reservoir, "Nah, not really. We usually die in action."
"That's a little bleak, don't you think?" you wound up and tossed a stone of your own across the water, watching as it skipped gracefully before plunging below the surface.
"It's what they make us for."
"Well, why don't you break the mold?" you turned to face Jorge and he avoided your gaze, instead staring out over the horizon as the sun began to dip below it, "You're already different."
He was different, he couldn't deny that.
Maybe it was his age- maybe it was the fact that he was a Spartan-II surrounded by later generations. Emile often joked that he was soft for his size, telling others that Jorge "forgot who he was" at times.
Carter had seen him with you; he had caught the two of you in an alleyway when Jorge was supposed to be on watch for the night.
"Commander, I know what this looks like-"
"Noble Five, I'm not an idiot. I'd have to be blind to miss the change in you lately."
"I'm sorry, Commander."
"Don't apologize to me. Apologize to her."
"Why?"
"Because, you're gonna break her heart."
"Tell 'em to make it count."
Jorge released Noble Six's arms and let the Spartan fall from the Covenant corvette. He watched as the black armor disappeared from view before moving back to the timer on the device.
He punched in the code and slid down to the floor as the keypad beeped rapidly behind him. He had ten, maybe fifteen seconds before the slipspace device activated.
Jorge reached for his helmet and pulled the battered photo of you out from the padding.
"You're gonna break her heart."
He thought of you as he closed his eyes and the beeping grew faster.
Your smile.
The way his name sounded in your beautiful voice.
The way you had made him feel in every moment he had spent with you.
Jorge knew seeing his name scroll past on the news was going to break you; he knew it would tear your heart out.
He gripped the picture in his gloved hand and pulled it close to his chest.
Jorge and Church are stupid. But they’re aware enough to know they both produce eggs. And that those eggs are going in you loser.
Jorge is massive in both regards of his size and his dick. Thankfully his eggs aren’t very big but there is a good few of them. He’s. Never gotten that far before-he’s curious about what the eggs will do to you before you pass them. Enjoys poking your stomach and feeling the texture.
Church is massive, in all three regards. His height, his dick, and his eggs. They’re about the size of a fist so good luck walking around-your pants won’t even button anymore due to how many he set inside you. He’s incredibly protective, and carrys you everywhere. He also pokes and prods.
Please for the love of god do not let these two go at you at the same time.
i will actually let these two go at me at the same time because i am strong (lie) and do not fear death (lie). write it you coward /lh
or maybe i will. who knows im not good w deadlines
Church and Jorge are SO bad with actual compliments and it always sounds HORRIFIC and like a threat. It’s how they communicate with each other and they have done it for so long and everyone in MERC is used to their shit that people outside of them freak.
bvuyvtbxwghbcxw yeah- that's genuinely just how they talk to each other. like "Awwe, bro, I wanna crush your head against the pavement." "Awwe, thanks!" and they do exactly the same thing with reader, telling them all the very disturbing things they could do (i.e. shocking them 'till they foam, burning them up, crushing their tiny head with nothing but their paws, etc) and they're *trying* to frame it as "awww, you're just so cute and small!" but it comes off more as "i can and will fucking eat you like an apple if i get bored"
| > I apologize for taking so long with these, my motivation wasn’t in the right place at the time, but I hope, at least, these are good enough. It was a request for @owomonster2 of Jorge X m!reader (I couldn’t exactly remember the request at the top of my head so i hope these do!) More under the cut
> I can imagine spartans themselves aren’t picky with who they find attraction to; afterall, they were bred for war and to discriminate against none
> When the newest member, Spartan B132, joined Noble Team, all eyes noticed his optimized and lethal performance, but Jorge saw deeper than the blank facade he always had
> Hence Jorge sought daily conversations with them when he could, desiring to discover more about the supposed ‘hyper-lethal’ assassin; does he remember what his life was like before Reach, what sort of adventures he’s been on, etc.
> Much to the Spartan-II’s surprise at first, Spartan B132 responded with a casual, serene tone; it was considered a rarity to speak with such friendliness, as most spartans are known to be stoic iron-clad warriors
> It was here that sparked Jorge’s interest in the new Noble member and he became more attentive
> Both of you tied a bond with each other through multiple discussions that ranged from the realistic to utter fantasy and make-believe; the bond tightened significantly through your shared empathy concerning civilians
> You and Jorge were looped together into a knot as time proceeded and it shined brighter than stars; it was no secret that both of you had a thing for one another, something that was rare for spartans, and the rest of Noble Team saw it easily
> Now, to break all seriousness for a moment, Carter is 100% the dad here
> He’s concerned for a wide variety of reasons, but converts this concern into dad mode - he seeks out you and Jorge individually to talk about the blossoming flowers, and he was blunt about it
> Jorge was confident and didn’t hide his feelings for you, but it semi-grew into a ramble about the Spartan-II’s love for Nobe-6 that Carter had to sit through; the commander didn’t mind surprisingly, it does give him more insight than the surface level
> You were a little harder to get to however; it was in your blood to not let classified information into the wrong hands, and your relationship with Jorge you deemed classified - you didn’t hate Carter, no, but it’s what he would do with the information that set you on edge
> Eventually you were coaxed into giving some details about the blossoms, but the whole ‘interrogation’ made you tense and alert
> With Cat, she was the mother; she wants the best for both parties, though made clear reminders of not to hurt each other and use frequent communication, after all, that's what her and Carter do
> Emile was the one who didn’t bother to care, “You do what you do, as long as I don’t find both of you making out in the damn closet.”
> It was at that point you and Jorge became official.. you both knew that for precautions, you hid your relationship from your superiors
> Jorge was a softy and, when he’s not busy, loves to write short poems even if they aren’t the strongest
> It was a hobby he was taught by a civilian once - he learned the basics of how to make a haiku, which was the easiest for him, and advanced his skills when he wasn’t deployed on a mission
> He wrote a few for you - it had a sweet, sappy feeling intertwined, but wasn’t overbearing in the slightest; they highlighted your strengths, bravery, and confidence
> You tried your shot at writing a few, but it was.. let’s just say you prefer sticking to your guns and knives
> If you were too lazy to rise out of your bed, Jorge would be the one to open up, drag you out of bed and carry you on his back, not bothered by how heavy you are (you hated him at times for doing this, you have an image to maintain)
> Another quality that had Jorge enamoured about you was your status of hyper-lethality - only one other spartan had such, so he was eager to see you in combat, training or otherwise
> You try to size him up when it comes to exercise, be it lifting weights or doing simple push ups, Jorge finds the competition heart-warming and always encourages you all the way
> He never wants to see you be hurt by any means, and he always tells you if you need to take cover, let him take the rain - but sometimes you can’t always make it, and it throws Jorge overboard
> Jorge tries not to lose his head when he sees you covering behind a wall, Cat tending to your injuries; it makes him fight harder for you, to provide you time to heal or get an evac - bullets mow down his enemies with terrifying efficiency, and if he runs out? The enemies would wish he had more shots to fire
> He’s a worry-heart about your safety after such a close encounter, he helps you up when you need it or be the one to tell you to rest if you’re pushing yourself too hard
> Jealousy wise, what’s he need to be jealous of? Jorge has strong trust in you and knows you’d never go behind him like that; when anyone flirts with you, you’re sure to tell them that you’re already taken and take your leave
Can you do a alphabet NSFW of khamsat chimaev or Jorge masvidal
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What he likes about you
* English is not my first language I apologise
* gif is not mine
* Triggers: 18+, Smut, kinks, swearing
A - Aftercare, What he likes after sex: To get you guys some food, he’s hungry, you are hungry so he makes you guys something real good. He also likes to chill around, watch a movie till you fall asleep, mostly he falls asleep right after he had some food but he always makes sure you’re okay as well.
B - Body part, his favourite body part of himself and yours: His shoulders, he likes how he looks and how you hold him and scratch his shoulder blades open. He absolutely loves your face especially your eyes. He can see every expression or emotions through them, he likes the way your eyes lit up when you smile at him or how cute you sound when you giggle softly when he’s acting a bit weird. He also loves to look into your eyes when you are a moaning mess underneath him when he’s slowly pounding in you.
C - Cum, Anything to do with cum: he’s a dirty person, loves to make a mess. He also hates condoms and rarely uses them, only when you really want him to use them like when you’re on your period or forgot the pill.
D - Dirty Secret, A dirty secret of himself: He a Dom, loves taking control over you but he secretly loves it when your on top and taking the lead but he also knows you liked it when he’s taking control over you and being a bit rough sometimes. He doesn’t want to be seen as a sub but sometimes he feels like it but will never confess that to you.
E - Experience, How experienced is he? Does he know what he’s doing: He knew a few things about a woman’s body, how to please someone but he didn’t knew what you actually liked or what turned you on. So in the beginning he was a bit more gentle and asked a lot more about what you liked and if it was good. He eventually found your sweet spots and what you liked and now he knows everything to please you for the whole night.
F - Favourite Position: Old school missionary. Wants to see your emotions on your face when you’re about to cum around his dick.
G - Goofy, Is he more serious in the moment, or is he more joking around: both, he loves to see you laugh and being that vulnerable with him. But he will never make you feel bad, he’s not into that sort of behaviour in bed.
H - Hair, How well groomed is he: he has body hair and that means it’s also a bit hairy down there, not to much but definitely not clean shaven.
I - Intimacy, How is he during the moment, on a romantic aspect: He likes to make you feel special especially when you had a bad day, he makes sure it’s all romantic and shit but it’s not to much tho, he’s romantically but isn’t that type of a guy from that romance book you read when he’s away.
J - Jack Off, Masturbation: Loves the feeling of your small hands moving around on his dick, he also loves to finger you and looks how your body reacts to him, how you squirm around and the soft noises you make, it’s makes him go feral.
K - Kink, One or more of his kinks: Daddykink and sizekink, he’s your daddy and you are his sweet little girl.
L - Location, his Favourite places: everywhere, he doesn’t care about that. But he does love to fuck you in the backseat of his car.
M - Motivation, What turns him on: you being whiny and when you beg for things, it’s turns him on. He also loves to see your ass and you know that so you tease him a lot, wearing those tight jeans or that lovely dress that fits you perfectly around your hips and ass
N - NO, Something he wouldn’t do: No toys or fingers up in his ass, that’s a no for him. He also doesn’t like to talk you down in a bad way, he loves degrading but he doesn’t want to disrespect you, he loves you and that kind of behaviour isn’t acceptable in any way in his opinion
O - Oral, Preference in giving or receiving: he likes to give, to see you like that because of him…it makes him feel proud. He also likes when you give him head but he still wants to take care of you.
P - Pace, what is his pace: rough but gentle. He’s always checking in on you. He likes to destroy you but not when you’re not having fun, he cares about you and likes to see you enjoy it just like he’s enjoying it.
Q - Quickie, His opinions on quickies rather than proper sex: He loves to have quickies in his car or locker room, but he still loves the proper way more, he likes to tease you and see you naked underneath him.
R - Risk, Does he likes take risks and game to experiment: Yess but not without your consent, he likes to try new things like having sex in the gym locker room or going out and try out that new remotely vibrator that’s in you.
S - Stamina, How many rounds can he go for, how long can he last: he can go for two good rounds, then he needs some rest and food to go for the next few rounds.
T - Toy, Does he own toys, Does he use them on you or himself?: yes he bought some toys for you, he likes to play them on you and try new things out, he only uses them on you tho, he doesn’t want to use them on himself, he doesn’t feel comfortable about that.
U - Unfair, how much he likes to tease: he’s a big tease, loves to tease you in all sorts of ways, he also loves it when you tease him back but he always shows you who the boss is.
V - Volume, How loud is he and what sounds does he makes: he makes noises, he talks, moans, grunts and sometimes he gasps and whines softly.
W - Wild Card: He lets you scratch him all open, his shoulders, his back and arms. He likes it when you are that rough.
X - X-Ray, what’s going on in his pants: a bit bigger than average and he’s also a bit thicker, has some hair down there and one vein on his left side of his shaft.
Y - Yearning, How high is his sex drive: Average, he likes to have sex with you but also loves to just spend time with you without being sexual all the time.
Z - ZZZ, how quick he falls asleep afterwards: He falls asleep pretty quick, especially when you guys had some food and are watching a movie, you laying against his chest, tracing his stomach, he’s gone.
