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U know what ur doing, stop trying me
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U know what ur doing, stop trying me
Kyle never understood why you got so bitchy after sex.
It was perfect to him. Sweaty and slow and he made it so you couldn't hide from him. How could you hide your face with his big bicept flexing around your pretty little neck?
He thrust in and out to the tune of your favorite song off this album coming form your cd player. You guys couldn't even hear the music anymore.
He figured that your red face was a good thing, he knew when someone would pass out, that face was purple. No, this pretty shade of red was overstimulation, you were fine. Right?
Well after the fact, when your hips are still lazily jerking the shortest little aftershocks humps, when you breath into your pillow when he lets go.
He'd fucked you stupid, so of course you enjoyed it, right?
Well of course you did, it was incredible, he was incredible. You could've cum from one of his kisses. So why were you in a mood now?
"Get the fuck off me Kyle. I'm sticky."
Damn. What's he ever do to you?
And it was like this everytime. He's done everything to ease you back into his sweet bubbly girl. A nice warm rag, a movie, a water, a snack. Space! No, nothing.
So of course this got brought up with the team.
"You tried water?"
Soap offered unhelpfully.
"Course I've tried water!"
"Needs a breath of air."
The L.t. breathed out.
"Huh?"
"Well you're choking her out, fucking her for an hour, rubbing her pearl I assume? Don't you think she might be a little lightheaded after Seargant?"
Ohhhhh. Come to think if it this was the same behavior from when you get a headache.
Water+snack+ibuprofen was the secret recipe for his sweet lovey girl again after sex.
my favorite 🌽 vids as cod
john price
𑣲⋆ how he expects you to greet him when he comes home
𑣲⋆ first time trying doggystyle but his cock is so big :(
𑣲⋆ john minutes after he told you he was too old for you
𑣲⋆ this is what goes on in the many meetings he has with his young and beautiful secretary
𑣲⋆ how he punishes his little girl when she goes out to a party he didn't give her permission to go to
simon riley
𑣲⋆ how stalker!simon takes you for the first time
𑣲⋆ he told you he wouldn't be gentle!
𑣲⋆ simon takes you on hikes only for you to always end up like this
𑣲⋆ pronebone is one of his favorite positions
𑣲⋆ masturbation is a private way for simon to lose some control and relax
kyle garrick
𑣲⋆ kyle has an obsession with slapping his cock on your clit
𑣲⋆ he loves showing you how strong he is :)
𑣲⋆ kyle's always so determined to breed you
𑣲⋆ cop!kyle sharing the local prostitute with his cop buddy
𑣲⋆ the easiest way to get kyle to fall in love is to ride him
johnny mactavish
𑣲⋆ the videos johnny sends you when he's deployed
𑣲⋆ he gets so needy sometimes that he refuses to waste time to remove clothes and settles on grinding against your ass
𑣲⋆ he doesn't care if you have a pussy or dick, just let him go feral on the holes you do have
𑣲⋆ how johnny fucks you after swearing he's a gentleman
𑣲⋆ to johnny, sex toys are friends, not foe
You'd been sitting in the common room, curled up on a loveseat. You weren't even wearing anything sexy.
Soap just grabbed you by the waist, tugged your pants and panties down, and slid into you.
"Christ, she's so fuckin' tight." Soap groans, hips rutting into your pussy roughly.
"You're gonna stain your dress blues, Johnny." Ghost rumbles from an armchair a few feet away.
"That sloppy pussy's gonna make us all late, lads." Price laughs, lazily jerking his cock. "We're supposed to be at the gala in less than twenty minutes."
"Hurry up, Soap!" Gaz complains. "I want a turn with her before we have to go!"
"She has other holes!" Soap grunts, his hips harshly slamming into you.
"Easy, boys. There's more than enough of that pussy to go around." Ghost laughs. His hand comes to pet your cheek, his thumb parting your lips.
High-pitched, squeaky moans are forced out of you with each harsh thrust. You clench around Soap hard enough for him to curse, his hips stuttering.
Gaz practically body slams Soap out of the way to get to you, or more adequately, your sloppy, dribbling pussy. "Shh, easy, honey. It's just me."
Gaz's thrusts are deep and harsh, making you repeatedly sob and cry out his name. Your whole word narrows down to Gaz and his cock. Nothing else really registers to you.
You sob at the loss when Gaz pulls out of your spent, swollen pussy. You whine, confused when no one moves to replace him.
"Sorry, slut. We've gotta go." Ghost sneers, patting your cheek condescendingly.
Price smiles at you, "I'll fuck ya when we get back. Keep that cunt nice an' loose for me."
i love videos of otters showing off their favorite rocks or their babies it’s so fucking adorable.
now imagine prices secretary who’s an otter hybrid coming back from maternity leave.
unfortunately, because she doesn’t have a present partner or reliable person in her life to take care of her baby at home, (and also due to plot reasons) she brings her baby back to work with her.
price is happy to have you back and is even more so when he sees your little one is healthy and will be hanging around.
you eventually show the rest of the team of course, all of them congratulating you on the baby and letting you know that you can always come to them if you need a favor.
it starts off as simply greeting them when you first come in, your pup either in your arms or their carrier. they all take turns saying their hellos and good mornings, sometimes even acting as if they’re having a conversation with the pup before you make your way back to your office.
then you slowly begin to show off your pups outfit of the day, they all coo and awe at whatever your lil pup is wearing, sometimes even suggesting what their next outfit should be. (price suggested something green, gaz suggested maybe something camouflage while soap joked it would be hard to find them. ghost simply bought them little skeleton gloves.)
then at some point, you would simply find them just to show off the lil pup.
whether it was because lil pup was wearing a new outfit, sounding like they were gonna say their first word or even when they were only sleeping.
you would find them during their lunch, march right to their table and show off your chunky pup, no words said at all as you held out the sleepy pup while they all chuckled and cooed.
once you were satisfied you would leave back to your office, a satisfied smile on your face.
Price inviting the team over to his house to meet his lovely wife and his sweetheart daughter.
His daughter only living there at the moment after a nasty break up and not being able to find a new apartment immediately.
Prices wife welcoming the guys at the door and letting them into the warm house.
The boys take off their shoes after misses Price tells them to. Then they look at the stairs seeing a sweet and beautiful woman descending them.
Soap’s mouth falls open, Gaz’s eyes widen while he is actively trying to keep his mouth closed and Ghost drops his jacket when he tried to just put it on the hook.
“Hey, I’m …” you beam at the men that collectively think:
We’re fucked and not the good kind.
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Price is over 50 in this and his daughter is like 23.
I don't even know what to title this bro, but basically: would they prefer their partner shaved or nah?
I had this in my drafts for a few days and then I saw @luxcuriousao3 make a post that was near EXACTLY the same as this one 😭🙏. Down to the details, too, which is crazy. I'm going to post this anyway, but please don't think I'm copying them (I'm not). We both happen to know ball when it comes to fictional men and their fictional preferences lmao. We're on the same wavelength
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What about their own grooming habits?
John loves a good bush. It's not even inherently sexual either, he just likes the intimacy of running his fingers through your curls. He enjoys the sensation and you both find it soothing after sex (whoever said Price is autistic, I see you). He's a bush man at heart and I stand by that, but if you prefer to shave? He's doing it for you. He just likes taking care of you and he doesn't want you getting nicked, or burnt if you wax. He's got plenty of experience with shaving his facial hair, so you can trust you're in steady hands.
Kyle would go crazy for a landing strip. He considers it the best of both worlds because he loves feeling skin on bare skin, but he also loves the contrast that the small patch of hair gives. He swears it makes the rest of you feel even smoother. Gaz would enjoy helping you maintain it, finding it cute to switch up the shape sometimes with a diamond or a heart. He'd be obsessed with rubbing his thumb along the strip, tracing the edges of the shape and caressing you.
Johnny will actually cry if you go bald. Genuinely. Even if you only trim or shape it a little; he's in tears. It's ridiculous how fast he switches up, though, because it turns out that he loves seeing how your bare skin glistens when you get aroused with nothing in the way. Still, when you grow it back he'll be all up in there, murmuring about how much he missed your bush like it had sentience of its own.
Simon is the most impartial. I think all of them are to some degree, but Ghost is the most vocal about how your comfort comes first. He wants you to keep yourself however you prefer. Trimmed is good, shaved is fine, completely natural is perfect. Having said that, his favourite is when he gets to feel just how soft your skin is after you're freshly shaved. He thinks it's precious to feel something so delicate because a lot of his skin is rough, callused, and scarred. Like John, Simon enjoys getting lost in the tactile of casual intimacy, simply stroking the crease of your inner thigh like a worry stone.
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ghost was plain nasty with his bird.
groping your thighs just beneath the cut of your lawlessly short skirt. begging you to wear those lower dip tops he splurged on, always with the notion youd be able to show off the best of the purple bruises around your chest.
feeling you up for the entire bar to see, sultry brown irises darkening a shade as he hears your breathing shift. it was nice he invited the rest of the team for a little more. least he couldve done, who would he be to send them home with aching tension?
yanking you by the scalp and pushing the middle of your back into the nastiest arch they had ever seen. moving to grip your jaw, holding it open as saliva ran down your chin and eyes rolled into the high sky.
licking up your maw, other paw circling your clit as each drive home made your throat a little scratchier. burn more vivid.
kyle gripped himself, legs twitching from self overstimulation. johnny grunting into your panties he snagged when ghost tossed them. price gripping your dresser with blunt nails, sweat slick and creating equally as wet noises as that around him.
touching was for simon alone. but looking? he could share a little.