Hii I had this idea for a poly141 fic and I was hoping you would write it!
So reader is part of the 141 and they're all already in a relationship
So Laswell insists on Price getting a secretary and she's constantly flirting with the boys of 141 (you guys have the work and private life are separate rule, and not many people at work know about the relationship)
The boys are just ignoring her, but reader gets pissed about it (mostly because if the roles were reversed, the boys would be all possessive and jealous)
So reader sneakily stakes her claim on the boys
Like making out with Price in his office, right before you know that the secretary wants to drop some papers off and they get caught ect
bonus points if it gets nice and smutty after she claims them
Extra bonus points if the secretary calls a meeting with the boys to tell them that you're involved with all of them, assuming that the boys get mad and kick you off of the team
I’m rubbing my hands together and kicking my feet. This really got away from me though… I might have to do another with the rolls reversed. Insanely jealous 141 instead.
CW: Smut, handjob, ruined orgasm, insanely jealous reader - like really they need to chill the fuck out, thoughts of cheating but no actual cheating by anyone.
I see you other asks in my inbox I will get to everyone eventualy. I need to stop making everything so long XD
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“So who’s the lady?” Johnny asks as he walks into John’s office, late as usual. You’d all seen her, she’d been here all morning spending most of her time in John’s office. Or walking around with stacks of paper and folders in her arms.
You all took guesses about who she was and why she was here. All you managed to gather was that she was American, and pretty. Then John called you all into a meeting after lunch.
“Well, as you know Kate is on holiday. So she sent someone to help while she’s away.” John explains.
“To help with what?” Kyle asks.
“All the paperwork you lot generate.” He says pointing at the pile on his desk.
“Isn’t that what LT’s for.” Johnny asks, patting Simon on the shoulder.
“Simon has more important things to be doing than being stuck behind a desk.” John says.
“Yes, but isn’t that what you pay him for?” You ask. It comes out hostile, you’re not sure why. Maybe it’s because she’s pretty and she gets to spend all her time with John. Not even you get to do that.
“He has enough to deal with between the training and keeping you lot out of trouble.” John says, sighing.
“When does Laswell come back?” Kyle asks.
“A few weeks.” John shrugs. A few weeks, you have to live with her for a few weeks, the pretty little American secretary who gets to spend as much time alone with John as she wants. You’re not jealous though, because it’s you they’re with, it’s you climbing into bed with them every night.
There’s a knock on the door snapping you out of your head. You realise how tense you’ve become, you haven’t even been listening to the last few seconds of the conversation. John calls whoever it is to come in and you all turn to see her standing in the doorway, she’s smiling with a folder in her hands.
Why did she have to be so pretty?
“I have the reports you wanted.” She says holding it up. John straightens up in the chair and calls her over, smiling back at her. Johnny’s eyes follow her too, you see him looking her up and down, his eyes lingering on her arse as she reaches over to give John the papers.
“Where’re you from, lass?” Johnny asks. She seems shocked turning to look at him but her smile doesn’t falter.
“California.” She says. Johnny's smile gets bigger as he gushes about the state to her. You find yourself digging your nails into your hands.
“Right, you lot bugger off. Make yourselves useful somewhere.” John says as he stands up behind your desk. “Emily, you can stay.”
It makes a shiver run through your body but you swallow it down following Simon and Kyle out the room. Johnny lags behind waiting for you as you linger by John’s door trying to listen to what they’re saying.
“So, what do you think?” He asks as he throws his arm over your shoulder and you walk down the hall. “Cap gets a hot new secretary and we get LT busting our balls for the next few weeks.”
“She’s not that hot.” You snap back, definitely way more hostile than it needs to be. He laughs, dropping his arm.
“You’re jealous.” he teases, you should ignore it, let it go. She’s not a threat, you know that, they’re happy and you’re all together. The only thing that could come between you all is you and your jealousy. That's okay though because you’re not jealous.
“I’m not jealous.” You snap back. “Besides I saw the way you looked at her.”
“Yeah, well.” He leans in closer to you. “Maybe she’ll help with more than just his paperwork.” That does it, you grip his arm dragging him down to the supply closet. Your hands are shaking as you swipe your card and push him in. He doesn’t stop you, giggling and running his hands up your top. He presses himself up against you and you turn in his arms wrapping your arms around his neck.
“Jealousy looks good on you.” He teases, with a cheeky grin on his face. It makes you mad but instead of replying you kiss him. It’s possessive, your hands coming to hold his face as you press your tongue in his mouth. He kisses you back just as needy, his tongue dragging in your mouth as he grinds against you.
You prop up on your toes and pull your mouth off him. He still has a cheeky smile on his face, it makes you mad again. He’s enjoying this, enjoying winding you up. All you can think about is her though and her spending time with them, the sweet smiley blonde haired, blue eyed heartthrob from California.
You press your lips on Johnny’s neck, you’re going to mark him up. All of them so she knows they’re taken. When you suck on the sensitive skin on Johnny’s neck he moans, his hands running over your bra. You let one of your hands fall down to the front of his pants.
You can feel how hard he is. You flick the buckle on his belt and he gets the idea, moving one of his hands to help you drop his pants.
“If this is what jealousy does to you. I like it.” he says, you pull your mouth off his neck looking at the red mark you left behind. You need to leave more so there’s no doubt in anyone's mind who he belongs to.
You reach down pulling his cock out his boxers and running your hand down to the base. You keep your eyes on him though, watching his mouth tip open and his eyes squeeze closed. You run your thumb over the tip, already soaked in precome.
You press your lips back on his neck and he tips his head back panting as you suck on his skin and pump his cock.
“Fuck, love.” He breathes. You look up at him, his eyes are open now and he presses his forehead to yours. His breath is hot on your face, the only noise in the room are his breathy moans and the wet sound of his cock in your hand.
“You belong to us right?” You ask, speeding up your hand. “John and Simon. Me and Kyle.” He nods but it’s not enough.
“Need to hear you say it. Who do you belong to?” You ask, gritting your teeth and squeezing his cock harder making him moan louder.
“You.” He says. You hum, pressing a kiss in his neck, your tongue drags over the marks you’ve left. You reward him with nice long strokes before asking again. Each time you do his response gets more and more desperate.
“Fuck, close.” He says after a few more minutes. You feel him twitch in your hand. Usually you would get to your knees to catch the load, easier to clean up. You don’t feel like it though, he did stare at her arse and tease you about being jealous. You smile, you’re being evil working him to the edge, pressing down on the underside of his cock the way you know he likes it.
When his breathing hitches and his cock jumps in your hand you pull away completely. He grits his teeth, his hands grip your breasts as you look down at his cock, twitching and leaking with precome.
“Fuck you.” He says between pants. You smile at him and pull his hands out your shirt.
“Really?” He asks shocked you’re leaving him. You press another quick kiss on his lips before heading for the door.
“You looked at her arse.” You say shrugging, he’s still standing there, his pants fallen down to his knees, red faced and panting.
“I don’t like jealous you.” He says gripping his cock and giving it a stroke.
“I’m not jealous.” You say and leave the room.
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It’s been 2 weeks since Emily has been helping John and it feels like things have gotten worse. Turns out she’s a bigger flirt than Johnny, as soon as she got to know you all a little better she turned up the charm to unbelievable levels.
Simon and John can pretty much ignore it but Johnny laps her up like a puppy in heat. Kyles no better, he doesn’t brush off her comments or sly advances. The worst is when she’s alone with John you end up sitting in the common room outside his office staring at his door until they’re done.
“What's up your arse today?” Kyle asks, leaning over to whisper in your ear. You’re watching her take notes, that's what John asked her to do. You’re supposed to be listening to the brief. He wants to do some training in the urban compound but you haven’t been listening to what it's about.
Johnny is sitting behind her, you catch him looking over at her notes every now and again. The room is dark, the only light is from the projector John is using. He could easily slip his hand down and rest it on her thigh. In fact that's exactly what Kyle did to you as soon as the lights were off.
“Nothing.” You reply quickly looking back up at the presentation. Something about room clearance or blind spots you don’t care.
“Missed you at breakfast.” He says squeezing your thigh.
“Wasn’t hungry.” You lie. She’d been joining you for meal times, you don’t always eat together most of the time you’re all spread around the base doing different things but you always have time in the morning for breakfast. She started joining so she could go over the schedule for the day with John, it made the already unappetizing canteen food even harder to digest.
“Is it because of Em?” He asks, you scoff. You remember her telling everyone she liked to be called Em, Johnny was the first to start doing it, Kyle followed pretty quickly after.
“I don’t know why everyone thinks I’m so bothered by her.” You say folding your arms. “I’ve been nothing but nice.”
“I don’t know, maybe it has something to do with Johnny getting the brunt of your jealousy.” Kyle says.
“Well maybe if he kept his comments to himself he wouldn’t need reminding so often.” You hiss at Kyle.
“Hey!” John calls, everyone turns to look over at you both. “Pay attention.” You both nod and he sighs getting back to the presentation.
“You know maybe I wouldn’t mind a little reminder now and then.” Kyle says moving his hand further up your thigh. You can’t help but smile, you can hear the playfulness in his voice.
“Maybe later. If you’re good.” You tease. He leans over turning his head to whisper in your ear.
“I can be very good for you.” His voice is low, almost a hum, it sends shivers up your spine. He sits back in his chair and you smile, his hand squeezes your thigh again. You look over at Emily, she smiles as her eyes dig into you.
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Later that night you end up outside John’s office. He’s been working late, later than normal. You’ve tried to convince yourself it's nothing, there was a bunch of new intel that just came in. Shepherd has been all over him, but something tickles in the back of our mind.
What if she’s in there with him? What if that's why he’s been staying late? Come to think of it, you haven’t seen her leave the bracks, and if she’s going to be anywhere it’s John’s office. You grip the door handle and swing the door open. John looks up from his desk.
“Forgot how to knock?” He asks, raising an eyebrow. She’s not here, you got yourself all worked up for nothing. You feel heat rushing to your cheeks.
“Sorry.” You say but you step into the room anyway, closing the door behind you. You walk around his desk and he leans back in his chair and turns so he’s facing you.
“I missed you.” You say, he smiles and tips his head to the side.
“I’ve been here.” He says and shifts his legs together and you take it as your opportunity to sit down on his knees. You wrap your arms around him, pressing your nose into his neck and breathing him in. His hand runs up and down your back and you feel him relax further into the chair.
“How’s things?” You ask, it’s an open question, you’re not sure what to say, you just want his company. You listen to him talk about the lead they were tracking. About what Shepherd’s been bothering him with. Kate is in the Maldives last he heard, at least she’s having a good time.
When he’s finished you pull your head out his neck and look at him. He smiles, and you lean in to kiss him. You kiss him long and slow, you can taste cigar smoke on his tongue, that must have been where Simon and him went off to after the presentation.
You don’t want to stop, letting yourself hum and moan in his mouth. His hands land around your hips and you grind against him. Before you can get any further though there’s a knock at the door. You break from the kiss looking over.
He doesn’t say come in straight away, if it was the others he would have just invited them in. Maybe then they would throw you over the desk and fucked you, again. But you get it, it's Emily you let out a sigh before getting up off his legs.
“Later?” He asks, reaching out and grabbing your wrist.
“Maybe.” You smile. There’s another knock, you walk around the desk and open the door. Emily is standing there with a piece of paper in her hands, smiling at you.
“Sorry, did I interrupt?” She asks.
“Yes.” You say, at the same time John says no. She looks confused and you step to the side of the door letting her in the room. She nods walking past you and you slip out the room pulling the door closed a little too hard.
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The next morning after breakfast you’re all in the lounge when John comes out of his office followed by Simon and Emily. She looks upset about something, her eyes land on you and your frown. Simon stands with his arms crossed, John has his on his hips. He doesn’t look mad, maybe she’s leaving early and that's why she’s sad.
God you hope she’s leaving early.
“Emily has made a pretty damning acquisition about you all.” He says, you look at him even more confused then back to Emily who’s hanging her head like she’s about to cry. “She claims you’re having sex in the store room.”
You almost want to laugh, but you don’t, looking back at John with a raised eyebrow. Now you can see the lack of seriousness on his face and you relax a little. You’ve all used that storeroom, you need a keycard to get in and it locks from the inside. It's great.
“There’s been some-” He pauses like he doesn’t know what to say, pressing his lips together. “-discharge found in the trash.”
You bite the inside of your cheek so you don’t laugh. Fucking Johnny, finishing himself off just for the rest of you to get into trouble, typical.
“Well it wasn’t me.” You say crossing your arms. “I never let him finish.” You see the smallest smile creep on John’s lips before he sighs
“Right tease she is too.” Johnny says, throwing a pillow at you. You catch it and Kyle laughs.
“Well, make sure you all clean up next time. I don’t have the patience to go through the base’s rules with you. Again.” He says. “In fact, just stick to your rooms.” You look over at Emily, for some reason it seems like she’s not too happy with that. Or maybe she’s just confused, maybe she expected John to get mad. He was the one who started the whole store room thing in the first place, not that she knows that.
“It’s not professional.” She says suddenly, it even takes John aback a little.
“No, but of course I have no control over what happens in private between any of them. Not that it’s really any of your business.” John says.
“I understand but-”
“No buts. They’ll clean up their messes, keep it to their rooms.” He turns to her. “And I expect you to maintain a level of professionalism while you’re working with us. Your future with the CIA could very much depend on the report I send to Laswell.”
You watch as she nods, balling her hands into fists.
“Good. Now I'm putting this to bed, it’s water under the bridge. We should all be professional while we’re stationed here.” He says turning back to you all. You all nod with a chorus of ‘yes sirs’ Emily nods too before turning and heading back down the hall. Everyone waits in silence until you hear the door to the barracks close.
“Bit harsh, sir.” Simon says.
“Yeah well, her insistent flirting was starting to do my head in. Maybe now she’ll back off.” John says, pinching the bridge of his nose. You smile looking back over at Johnny.
“Does this mean you’ll finally let me get what I deserve?” Johnny asks, winking at you.
“You’re the one who got us caught in the first place.” You say throwing the pillow back at him.
“Si, put me out of my misery.” Johnny says pleading at Simon who just shakes his head and turns back to John’s office.
“Gaz?” Johnny asks, turning to him.
“Seems like you’ve been doing a good enough job yourself.” He chuckles, reaching over for his mug.
“When’s Kate back?” You ask John.
“End of next week. Try and keep it in your pants till then. The last thing I need is her going over my head.” John says, turning back to his office.
“Can’t promise anything!” Johnny calls back as he closes the door.
“You’re a menace.” Kyle tuts.
“Yeah but you love me.” Johnny winks at you. You sigh, shaking your head, yeah you do. Maybe you never had anything to worry about in the first place.
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Sory to anyone called Emily it genuanly just the first name that came in my head.
This was the first thing I read when I woke up this afternoon morning. I tried to keep it short but I have no self control...
I'm so hungover from my eurovison party so please enjoy whatever this is. I also lost my voice singing to this absolute peice of eurovison history.
CW: +18 content MDNI. dom/sub dynamics, choking, spit (sorry not sorry), sex, restraining, PiV sex, oral sex (M receiving).
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“Don't move love.” Johnny says as he presses down on your stomach. You still squirm trying to angle your body so Kyle-who is standing between your legs-can have easier access.
Simon hums, pressing a kiss on your shoulder his hand moves up between your breasts to your neck.
“Johnny's right, keep nice and still for us.” his hand wraps around your neck, locking your head in place.
“keep those hands out the way too.” John says as he reaches down to take your hand off your clit. You whine and shuffle your hips as Kyle's hands run up your thighs. John chuckles and his hand trails down your stomach.
You’re desperate for some kind of stimulation, anything to quell the throb between your legs. They’ve been like this all night, not letting you lift a finger. Even when they peeled your clothes off, one garment at a time running their tongues over your body and pressing kisses everywhere.
You quickly pick up that everytime you squirm John’s hand stops, his fingers tickling your stomach as he moves lower and lower. Simon’s hand is still around your neck, gentle pressure that reminds you; you’re not in control tonight.
You relent quickly, switching to moaning and whining when you don’t get what you want. Johnny leans down to kiss you, he presses his tongue in your mouth, it’s sloppy and needy, almost like he’s trying to drink you up.
When he pulls away his teeth nip on your bottom lip, it just makes you want more.
“Make such sweet noises when you're desperate.” Johnny says, there’s a twinkle in his eye and a cheeky grin on his face. His hand trails down to one of your nipples and he pinches it between his fingers.
You moan for him tipping your head back, Simon moves his hand presses further up your neck holding your head in place.
“Could do a lot with this pretty mouth.” Simon says looking down at you, you want to nod, tell him you’ll do whatever you want but you can’t. Johnny is still playing with your nipples, running his fingers over them and pinching them as you focus on keeping still.
A smile creeps on Simon's face as he loosens the grip around your neck allowing your head to lay flat. “What do you think Johnny? Wanna fuck her pretty mouth?” You look over at Johnny, his hands have left your breasts now he’s sat back on his knees.
“Aye, sir anytime.” He says, he’s already shuffling down the bed to your head.
“What about you, love?” Simon asks, your attention turns to him. “Gonna let him fuck this mouth of yours and come down your throat?”
Yes, yes, a million times yes. You’re nodding frantically as Simon’s hand leaves your neck.
“Words, love.” John says, you look over at him and Kyle is still waiting patiently between your legs, running his hands up and down your thighs.
“Yes- yes please Johnny.” You say breathlessly, it makes Simon chuckle and his hand comes back around your throat.
“What about Kyle? You going to let him fuck you too?” John asks, his hand finally moving down to your clit. You spread your legs even wider as he presses down to your entrance, teasing his fingers inside as his palm grinds on your clit.
“Let him fuck you? Fuck you nice and good.”
“Yes.” You say, the word catching in your throat.
“Good girl.” John says pulling his hand back up to your clit, your eyes wander back to Johnny who’s stood off the bed stroking his cock in his hand. It makes your mouth fill with saliva. Simon chuckles as you swallow the excess down his hand still gently wrapped around your throat.
He takes his free hand and you watch as Simon deposits a glob of saliva in his palm before replacing Johnny’s hand on his cock. Johnny moans, and you watch as Simon works his hand up and down smearing saliva and precome down to the base.
You feel Kyle press the tip of his cock against your entrance while John has been rubbing tight circles on your clit. You want to rock your hips but you have a feeling if you do everything will stop. Instead you tip your head to the side as Simon moves his hand from your neck to your breast.
“Open up, love.” Johnny says as he grips the base of his cock, you open your mouth and he presses his cock in. Him and Kyle seem to work in sync, thrusting into you at the same speed while John plays with your clit and Simon toys with your nipples.
It’s almost frustrating how gentle they’re being, light touches or strokes, they’re trying to get you to move. Squirm or twitch under their hands, you can barely focus as Kyle picks your hips up dragging his cock against that soft spot inside you.
Before you can stop yourself your hand flys down to land on John’s forcing him to press harder on your clit. You hear Simon tutting behind you, his hands leaving your breasts to reach down for your wrists.
Johnny slows his thrusts so you can look up at Simon who pulls your arms against your chest.
“None of that, love.” He says, it almost sounds like he’s growling. You look down at John who smiles as his hand leaves your clit and Johnny pulls out of your mouth, leaving you with nothing but Kyle slamming his hips into you.
You whine, looking up at Johnny and opening your mouth again. John chuckles and you watch Johnny pump his cock in front of your face. John’s hand comes to your chin pulling your face to look at him, he doesn’t say anything, just smiles at you as he presses two fingers into your mouth.
You moan around them, sucking them in and using your tongue to wet every part of them. After a few seconds he pulls them out dragging them down your body, over one of your nipples then back to your clit.
“Your job is to just lay here remember?” Simon says, you nod. “Lay here and let us take care of you.” He gestures over to Johnny and you turn to look at him, his eyes scrunched closed, his hand squeezing the base of his cock as a fresh bead of precome drips down the tip.
“Johnny.” Simon calls, his eyes open and he looks down at you, you open your mouth again and he wastes no time pressing his cock deep into your mouth. It makes your eyes water but you don’t care.
“Fuck.” You hear Kyle say, you can’t look at him but you can feel the change in his thrusts they’re faster and uneven. He’s close-grunting and panting. He always gets so vocal when he’s about to come and it sends shivers through your body.
You clench around him, trying hard not to bite down on Johnny’s cock. Johnny’s the opposite, goes quiet when he’s about to come, closes his eyes and tips his head back. You look up at him blinking the tears away. This time his head is tipped forward, his eyes closed and scrunched together as he rocks his hips.
You press your tongue on the underside of his cock and he twitches in your mouth.
“Fuck, love.” That’s what you think he said it’s getting harder to concentrate. John’s fingers are relentless on your clit, but then he pulls them away replacing his fingers with his tongue. It feels like sparks are going off around your body, you moan around Johnny’s cock and squeeze around Kyle.
“You close, love?” Simon asks, you can hear an edge in his voice. You hum, hoping he gets the idea. He chuckles, squeezing your wrists as your body starts to squirm.
"C'mon then, love. Come for us." He says. You nod as best as you can, you feel John nibble on your clit and it's enough to send you over the edge, you squeeze your eyes closed whining as you come. Kyle comes too, pulsing inside you as his fingers dig into your thighs. You want to cry out, moan with them but Johnny's too busy hitting the back of your throat with his cock.
A second later he comes too, you feel his hot seed squirt down your throat as he stills in your mouth. He waits until his cock stops throbing before pulling out of your mouth and letting you breathe.
Simon, lets your hands go and John pulls his mouth off your clit but before you can do anything Johnny leans down to kiss you. His tounge pressing deep into your mouth, lapping up the remainder of his spend from your mouth.
When he breaks from the kiss you let out a long breath looking down at John and Kyle, trying to catch your breath. When your heart slows you feel Kyle pull out of you and you moved to prop yourself up on your elbows.
John tuts this time, his hand coming down to press on our sholder and you fall back down on the bed.
"What did we say?" He asks leaning over you. "You're not moving a muscle." You don't get time to respond before he presses his lips to yours.
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I wrote this on 2 cans of redbull, 1000mg of paracetamol and a ginger shot...
I can't stop thinking about brat taming with poly 141, and I was hoping you would write something about it
But instead of 141 vs reader, its John & Simon vs reader, Gaz and Johnny
I did circle back to this.
Yes yes yes. My headcanon for this has always been: You're being a brat? Well, there's 4 of them and only one of you. You get to sit there and watch them fuck while one of them edges you to oblivion.
But here's the thing. Johnny's a brat through and through, and it's not unusual for you both to bounce off each other. So sometimes you’re both made to sit out and jerk each other off while you watch Kyle get the 5 star luxury treatment from John and Simon (he deserves it tbh).
So okay, power in numbers right? If you, Johnny and Kyle make a fuss, surely they can’t punish you all, right?
Simon clocks on to what’s happening in seconds, all those years of sneaking around with Johnny, he knows when he’s up to something. It doesn’t take long for John to realise what’s happening too and before you know it you’re all sat with your backs against the headboard.
Oh and they’re not going to go easy on you. If there is one thing you know about John and Simon it’s they enjoy taking their time, and it’s been a while since they’ve been alone together. You feel like you’ve drawn the short straw, sat in the middle one hand on each of their cocks but they have both of their hands on you.
You can’t even focus on John and Simon when Johnny’s buried his fingers into you and Kyle won’t leave your clit alone. But you better not stop, and you better not come. It becomes a competition of who can make the other come first, each of you trying to push the other over the edge.
If you’re lucky and you can hold it together they’ll take you one by one and get an apology, and you better mean it. Because if you don’t the only way you’re going to be coming is by riding one of them until your legs are sore.
That's always how Johnny ends up, begging and whimpering on Simon’s cock while you get to cuddle with John and Kyle. At this point you’re convinced he enjoys it, whatever the case you’re never letting him convince you to do this again.
I'm absolutely obsessed with your brat taming with bratty reader Kyle and Johnny🥰
I was wondering if you'd do something similar where they decided to drag john and Simon to a club (or something else that really isn't their scene) and they make it their mission to have John and Simon boiling with rage and jealously by the end of the evening.
Thank you!🥰
-🦊
I am so sorry this ask has taken me so long. I hope this is worth it. ❤️
John and Simon are sat on the couch, it has been a slow few days. They’ve not been anywhere, Shepherd has been off their backs and you’ve all actually got some downtime. He picks up a pillow off the sofa and throws it at Simon.
“What the hell Johnny!?” Simon calls.
“Do either of you know what day it is?” He asks angrily, resting his hands on his hips.
“Tuesday?” John asks.
“Useless, you’re both useless.” He says, shaking his head. He’s about to explain but you walk through the door. You frown at Johnny as you make it around the corner. You see John and Simon sat on the sofas.
You’re not in the mood to talk to them. They forgot your birthday.
“Cup of tea Johnny?” You ask digging your eyes into John.
“Ta thanks.” he says. You hum and walk over to the kitchenette turning the kettle on. You sigh and turn back to look at them all crossing your arms.
“I think we should go out tonight Johnny and celebrate. What do you think?” You ask him.
“I’m up for anything, lass. Where do you want to go?” He asks.
“There’s a club in the next town over.” You say shrugging.
“I don’t know about that.” John says, raising an eyebrow. You watch as Kyle comes into the room smiling at you.
“We’re going out to a club tonight.” You say to him.
“Really?” He says smiling, then looking at John and Simon on the sofa. “That’s going to be fun.”
“No way.” Simon says, starting to get up.
“Sit down Simon. You owe me.” You say pointing at him. He sighs and sits down.
“We have no training this weekend. It’s been weeks - no months since we’ve all been out.” You say.
“Why a club though? Why not just down to the pub for a few?” John asks.
“Because it’s my birthday and I get to pick.” You say smiling. Johnny and Kyle are already excited, you know that, they’re game for anything that will get them off this base.
They exchange glances and eventually John gets up. He comes over to you.
“Are you sure you want to go out to a club?” He asks. You nod and he kisses you on the top of the head.
“Okay,” he says, turning around to look at Simon. “We’re going to a club.”
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Johnny knew the guy on security. Of course he does, which means when you walk up to the club you all get in right away. You always bring a dress with you on deployment, you’re not sure why, maybe you hope you’ll get an opportunity like this more often. Really you think it’s just so you have something to surprise the boys with if they ever decided to take you out or something.
Whatever the case, you’re glad you bought one. The club is loud and the atmosphere is great, you head straight over to the bar almost dragging Johnny with you.
“What do you want?” He shouts over the music, waving the bar tender over.
“Anything but tequila.” You and Kyle call back at the same time. Johnny laughs and orders vodka. You turn to see Simon and Price walking over to you all. They look like fish out of water, they look good but absolutely out of place. John wanted to wear a hat but you all managed to convince him not to. Simon always has a nice collection of jeans and it wasn’t hard for you to find shirts for John and him.
“C’mon!” You call at them. They make it over to you as the bartender finishes the shots. If you had alcohol on the base you would have pre-gamed at the barracks but all you had was John’s stash of scotch. You hand shots to John and Simon who reluctantly take them.
“Slàinte!” Johnny calls before you all tip the shot back. You grimace as the alcohol burns your throat placing the glass on the counter as Johnny calls the bartender over again. One shot is enough to make your head swim straight away though. You smile at John and Simon as you take their glasses off them.
Simon pulls his mask back up, you’re surprised they even let him in the club with that on. The music changes and Kyle throws his arm over your shoulder.
“Wanna dance, love?” He asks. You nod accepting the next shot from Johnny and handing it to Kyle.
“Think we can leave these two alone?” You ask, nodding towards Simon and John. Kyle laughs and you clink your shot glasses together before throwing the shot back.
“Johnny’ll keep an eye on them c’mon, let's dance.” He says taking a step towards the dancefloor. You take his hand and let him drag you towards the floor. You smile as you pass John and Simon who still -after 2 shots - look even more out of place.
You dance with Kyle then eventually Johnny Joins. Kyle always attracts attention and before you know it there are already two women pulling him away from you.
Johnny’s next, as soon as he whips out that deep Scottish voice women just swoon. Eventually he’s left you too being dragged away by a red head with a dress that leaves nothing to the imagination. You tut tolling your eyes. It’s only a few seconds later that a man catches your eye.
You see him smile at you and wink. You know he wants to dance with you and you watch as he slowly starts to make his way over. You should probably go check on Simon or John, make sure they haven’t run away yet.
You look for Johnny and Kyle in the crowd but you can’t see them, the music pounds in your ears pulsing through you then you feel a hand on your hip but you don’t recognize it. You turn to see the stranger behind you.
“You here alone?” He asks.
“Who comes to a club alone?” You tease. You want to get away from him already though. Whatever plan you were thinking about vanishes when you back up into someone's chest. The stranger's hand drops from your waist and you turn to see Simon staring down the man.
“Eazy Si.” you chuckle jabbing his shoulder. He crosses his arms and you scoff, shaking your head. You turn to see the man has scarpered off. You sigh, grabbing Simon by his arm and dragging him back to the bar.
You call the bartender over.
“Where’s John?” You ask.
“Picked another observation spot.” He says like you’re on an job.
“Obser-” You laugh. “It’s not a fucking op.”
“From him.” The bartender says placing a drink in front of you.
You hold your drink up and nod at the man across the bar. You see Johnny pass him winking at you on the way to the bathrooms, you shake your head rolling your eyes.
“Whats that?” Simon asks.
“He bought me a drink.” You say waving at a different stranger. Simon reaches over to pick up the glass pulling his mask down and taking a sip of the drink. You frown at him hitting his chest.
“Hey!”
“Never trust-”
“A drink the bartender made?” You interrupt him. Taking the drink out of his hand. Simon hums pulling his mask back up.
“Where’s Johnny?” He asks, looking around.
“Bathroom.” You say sipping on your drink. Simon’s off in a flash, his hand was on your thigh, you missed that.
“We need to do something about these two.” Kyle says slipping into the spot where Simon was.
“I know. Simon’s gone to find Johnny in the bathroom.” You say sipping on your drink.
“John’s perched at the other side of the room like he’s running surveillance.” Kyle says. “Has an earpiece in and everything.”
“Fucks sake.” You breathe, you take another sip of your drink but it sits heavy in your stomach. “Maybe we should go.”
“No.” Kyle says coming to stand in front of you, you look up at him. “It’s your birthday, fuck them let them have their fun. You should be having fun!” Kyle takes your drink out your hand putting it on the bar.
“C’mon, let's dance!” He says dragging you back towards the floor. He wraps one of his arms around your waist pulling you close to him.
“Let's make them jealous." He says in your ear. You look up at him and smile. You like this idea, and you lean up to kiss him. He smiles as you break from the kiss and you dance close to each other.
Your chests are practically pressed together as you move in time with the music. You focus on him and no one else, your eyes getting lost in his. You run your hands up his body and he does the same with his hands moving up to cup your face as your hands grip his waist.
“Fuck, you look hot.” You say. You can feel the alcohol getting to you, Kyle wets his lips and you see them glisten in the light. It makes your heart pump faster as the music speeds up. Suddenly you feel hands around your waist.
You freeze.
“Are we already trying to make them jealous?” Johnny’s voice hums in your ear. You look up at Kyle who smiles. Now Johnny’s behind you rocking his body up against yours, his hands travel up your sides.
Kyle chuckles burying his face into your neck. He sucks on the soft skin while Johnny’s hands run around the curve of your arse and breasts. Keep this up and you’ll all get kicked out. You don’t care though it’s not about the club it’s about winding up Johnny and Simon.
The music seems to get louder and Johnny and Kyle move you to the other side of the dancefloor.
“Ghost’s behind me, 5 o’clock.” Johnny says. “Price’s on your 6.”
“Fuckin’ hell.” You whisper as Johnny squeezes your arse. You don’t even care if the jealousy is working or not the way they’re touching you you’d fuck them right here on the dancefloor. You turn in their arms and press your lips up to Johnny. You kiss him fast and needy, it’s a sloppy mix of teeth and tongue but you don’t care.
“I’d do you right here, Johnny.” You say. He gets a cheeky grin on his face.
“Na, too many people.” He grabs your wrists and pulls you away from the floor. Kyle seems to know what's going on too and he follows you both. You’re led to what you think is the bathrooms only there’s no smell of piss or people making out in the hall.
In fact, it's unusually quiet. You don’t care, it’s private and Johnny has his hands down the front of your dress. Kyle’s pulling the bottom of your dress up and his hand is down your underwear. They hold you between them, attacking your body.
Suddenly there's a crash and you all turn to see Simon and John barreling towards you. Simon pulls Johnny off your back and pins him against the wall.
“Can’t keep it in your pants for two bloody minutes can you Johnny?” Simon asks. Johnny laughs.
“Can’t keep my hands off the most beautiful lass in the club Si.” Johnny retorts. John has Kyle pressed against the wall.
“What’s your excuse Kyle?” John teases, pressing a kiss into his neck.
“That beautiful fuckin’ ass of her’s sir.” Kyle says with a smile on his face. John turns to look at you, he looks you up and down, your dress has been pushed up over your hips and one of the straps is halfway down your arm.
“We’re leaving!” John orders.
…
As soon as you make it back to your barracks it starts.
John and Simon grab you all pulling you over to the sofas. Simon buries his face into your neck and his hand is in your underwear as he thrusts his fingers into you.
“Didn’t know you’d be so jealous.” You pant.
“Not jealous.” He says pulling his mouth off your neck.
“Sure.” Johnny chuckles, you turn to see him pulling his mouth off John’s cock. Simon thrusts his fingers into you faster and you throw your head back moaning.
“What? Couldn’t stand it?” You tease looking down at Simon. They’d dropped the facade of being sneaky about watching you all about half way home. The earpieces came out as you straddled John in the back of the taxi. You pulled his earpiece out and the radio off his hip as his cheeks turned red with guilt.
“Fuck, where’s the lube?” Kyle asks. It snaps you out of your head and you hear John moan. You look over at Kyle who’s full naked now lining himself against John’s arse as Johnny runs his mouth over John’s chest.
“Fuck.” You cry out, watching them is so hot. You’re too tipsy to think properly as the first orgasm washes over you. Your body squirms as Simon’s fingers relentlessly fuck you through the overstimulation. You’re twitching against him, his palm is relentless on your clit as you throb around his fingers.
“Si-Simon!” You call.
“You can do it. Give me another.” He orders. You nod as the sound of Kyle's hips slapping against John’s arse.
“Ye-yes.” You cry. His fingers stop, you look down at him in frustration.
“Simon!” You snap.
“Yes what?” He growls. You laugh, now he’s the one making the rules?
“Admit you were jealous." You say.
“I’m the one with my fingers in your cunt.” He says.
“Yeah? I could have had Johnny and Kyle if you two hadn't interrupted.” You say tipping your head to the side.
“And you would have begged to join.” Johnny says.
“I would have fucked our girl in an appropriate enviroment.” Simon spits back. Kyle stills, causing John to moan in frustration.
“Go on John. Are you jealous?” Kyle asks.
“Never.” John says between pants. You look over at Kyle and Johnny who also exchange glances.
A cheeky smile grows on your face as you look back down at Simon. The night’s not over yet.
hi moody i know you dont take requests... i have so many ideas but since im not a writer they get forgotten..i just wanna tell you this idea so maybe you can use it somehow in future as a one shot or a mini fic or dont use it at all its all up to you of course
it could be poly 141tf or ghoap or any pair
reader is a member of the 141 ... recently she Found out she is pregnant but knowing the risks that comes with the job and how the boys aren't maybe ready to have kids she's afraid to tell them.. eventually she tries to tell them multiple times but always something comes up like an urgent situation and they tell her we can talk after or something like that..and they go on a mission wich the reader gets kidnapped in...so one day when they visit her room they find a pregnancy ultrasound👀so how would they react and how are they gonna save her knowing they can lose both her and their baby? and knowing they could have prevented this by letting her talk the last time 👀
I'm chewing on the bars of my enclosure rn..
The angst the beautiful, sexy angst. You caught me at the perfect time, I've just been stuck in a 2 week rut and I need to write anything other then my main projects.
So here is a thing, I can't help myself it had to be poly 141 and there is probably going to be a second part....
CW: kidnapping, pregnancy.
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The house is quiet.
Price knew something was wrong the second he put the key in the door. Ghost knew as soon as he pulled up into the drive. Johnny and Gaz seemed to be too invested in the footy they started watching half way home to really pay attention.
When the door to the house is opened and you’re not there to greet them, that's when their attention changes from the premier league. Ghost comes up to stand next to Price who looks at him quickly before taking a tentative step inside calling out for you.
Gaz’s phone is in his pocket as they all look into the dark house. Maybe you’re asleep, it’s happened before; they’ve come home to a cold dark house and found you asleep in bed with your headphones in. Ghost walks in next, his hand brushes over his holster - it’s empty.
You don’t like guns in the house, not that they don’t have weapons stashed in strategic places for instances just like this one.
“Shit.” Price says as he turns the light on in the kitchen. Everyone moves up to see, the place is a mess. Food is left out on the counter, vegetables half chopped. The back door is broken, the bottom half swinging open in the wind.
“Shite.” Johnny says from the back. Price bends down and picks something up when he stands back up he places it on the kitchen island. It makes Ghost’s stomach sink, there's blood on the knife. Ghost watches as John clenches his jaw before looking up at them all.
“Search the place.” He says keeping his voice firm and level. No one needs to be told twice, everyone turns back into the entrance hall. Johnny’s already on his knees opening the ‘broken’ chest in the hall. The one they always say they’ll fix one day so you can store the winter clothes in it.
Johnny reaches in and pulls out a weapon and a mag, handing it to Gaz who turns handing it to Ghost. He loads the pistol pulling the barrel back and walks into the kitchen to hand it to Price who’s shouting orders at someone down the phone. Probably Laswell, he nods at Ghost who leaves it on the kitchen island.
He looks down at the knife, he hopes that's not your blood, by the state of the kitchen you had just started preparing to cook which means it’s been a few hours, 2 or 3 at least.
“Ghost!” He spins hearing Johnny call him. They both have weapons in their hands Johnny is holding one out for him. He nods at them but lets Soap take the lead, he is the best of them.
It’s methodical, clean. They move in silence only communicating when they need to. It feels strange doing this in their own house, their home. Ghost holds his breath as each door of the second floor is slowly pushed open and Soap and Gaz step in to clear it.
Everytime he hopes they call out that they’ve found you. He hopes that they’re just overreacting and you’re asleep, safe. When they make it to the last door Ghost’s hope fades.
Now they know the house is clear they need to look for anything that can help them find out who has you and where you are. Ghost orders them to search a room each, he turns into your room. The place is a mess, books pulled off the shelves, drawers opened and papers thrown around.
It makes his stomach sink, they were obviously looking for something so he sticks his head into Price’s office. That place is a mess too, they wouldn’t have found anything though, not with the military grade security measures he has in place.
He goes back into your room holstering his weapon and looking around at the places they missed. They even pulled the clothes out of your wardrobe, he can’t see any blood though, that has to be a good sign at least.
The only place they seemed to have missed is your bedside table. He bends down to open it, when he does his heart stops. For a split second he doesn’t believe what he’s seeing. He lets out an audible gasp before reaching into take out the black and white ultrasound image.
Maybe it’s your friend? You said there was a pregnant girl at your work. He sees your name on the top of the picture though, it’s dated from today too. He looks back in the drawer seeing two - three positive pregnancy tests.
He looks back at the scan, he has no idea what way is up or what he’s really looking at. He turns it over in his hand and sees written in pen; 6 weeks. He almost laughs, his head starts to swim. You’re pregnant, you didn’t tell them, he looks back at the black and white scan. Maybe you didn’t know it is dated from today.
“LT?” Johnny’s voice snaps him out of his head and he turns to look at him. Johnny’s good at knowing what Simon is thinking under the Ghost mask. A worried look falls over his face and he steps into the room. Ghost's not sure what to say. He's just holding the photo as Johnny frowns, taking it out his hand.
Johnny looks at it for a few seconds. It feels like hours. “Holy shit!” Johnny looks up beaming at Ghost.
“Gaz!” He calls, a second later Gaz appears in the doorway. Johnny rushes over to him, Ghost watches as he slaps Gaz on the shoulder showing him the picture.
“Holy shit.” Gaz says smiling while looking up at Johnny. They throw their arms around each other, suddenly Ghost realises he hasn’t moved and swallows the lump rising in his throat. When they break from the hug Gaz and Johnny turn to look at him.
“Crap, we have to tell John.” Johnny says.
“Never mind John, what about him?” Gaz says nodding towards him. Ghost closes his mouth, he didn’t realise it was open.
“Fuck, I think he’s in shock.” Johnny says smiling as he walks over.
“Is that even possible?” Gaz scoffs. Johnny’s hand lands on his shoulder, he squeezes looking directly in his eyes.
“You’re going to be a dad.” Johnny says smiling. “We’re all going to be dads.” He says looking around the room the picture of the scan still in his hands.
“Never mind that. We’ve got more important things to worry about Johnny.” Ghost says, trying to keep his voice level. He can’t freak out now. You’re missing, they need to find you. He shakes it off, clearing his throat.
“Damn right! Got 2 people to save now.” Johnny says, pushing his shoulder winking at him before turning to leave. Gaz moves to the side to let Johnny past him, his eyes stay on Ghost though waiting until he also starts moving out the room to the stairs before following behind him.
Johnny is waiting at the kitchen door when Ghost and Gaz catch up with him. They all go in together, John has a laptop out now, his eyes focused on the screen before snapping up to them.
“Find anything?” He asks. No one says anything, Ghost takes this as his cue to talk.
“Her room and your office were ransacked. It didn’t seem like anything was missing, they were clearly looking for something though.” He says his throat feels suddenly dry. John nods standing up straight and putting his hands on his hips.
“I’m waiting for the satellite images from Laswell. Kyle, do you remember how to get into the Met’s surveillance system?” John asks. Gaz nods but doesn’t move over to him. Now Price knows something is up. Ghost can read him like a fucking book.
“What?” He asks frowning.
“There’s something else.” Johnny says, stepping forward and placing the scan on the island. Ghost watches as he realises what the image is, he reaches down to pick it up squinting, before relaxing his eyes again. He flips it to look at the back quickly, his other hand reaches out to grip the island, his knuckles turning white.
No one is saying anything, Ghost is holding his breath again. It feels like minutes are passing, minutes they don’t have. They need to find you, Ghost almost steps in to interrupt him but Price’s head snaps up to him.
“Well.” John says but his voice breaks. He looks down at the picture and lets out a chuckle, a smile creeps on his face. It makes Ghost smile too, he should be happy, he wants to be happy. He can’t focus on that now, his eyes fall on the bloody knife again.
His smile fades and so does John’s a second later.
“Fuck.” John puts the scan in his pocket, picking up the laptop and walking around the island. The energy changes, his expression goes hard. It looks like all the colour has drained from his face.
He passes the laptop to Gaz. “How long until you have access to the cameras?” He asks.
“15, 20 minutes.” Kyle says. John nods, walking past them all out to the hall.
“Let’s go, we’re going to need all the help we can get to find her.” Price says rushing out the front door. Ghost watches as Johnny and Gaz look between each other.
“Soap you’re driving!” Price shouts back into the house. Johnny clears his throat and jogs after him.
“Think he’s finally going to do it?” Gaz asks, looking back at Ghost. He knows what Gaz means. John has always talked about the worst case scenario, pulling all his contacts, bending all the rules in case shit went down and he needed to call in all those eventual favours.
“Yeah. I think he is.” Ghost says, turning the light off in the kitchen. He hears the car engine start. They both walk out to the drive, Ghost can see Price is already on his phone again.
Probably not Laswell this time. Probably the base commander, General of the royal marines, Chief officer at the Met. Ghost’s lost track of how many people owe them or John favours. He turns and pushes his key in to lock the front door. With his head turned away and the sound of the engine drowning out his thoughts he gives himself a second to think.
He’s going to be a dad, they’re all going to be dads. They’ve talked about it time and time again but he always thought it would be something that would happen after the army. He pictures you in his head, laid out on the sofa with a round belly while they all coo over you carrying their child.
It doesn’t matter who’s it is, they’ll probably never find out, or if they do they’ll seal it in an envelope and hide it away. They always knew from the start it would be like that, it made you feel good knowing it would be an equal thing.
The car horn blares, making Ghost stiffen up. “Let’s go Riley!” John shouts. He lets out a breath pulling the key out the door and turning to the car.
First things first though, they have to get you back. God help whoever has you, with the warpath he knows John is capable of there's going to be no less than a small army after you soon.
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I kinda missed out the whole part of her trying to tell them. I wanted to keep it from their POV and try and keep it sort. Things never work out as I plan XD
So my bff was watching her boyfriend playing soccer shirtless and all and she was basically drooling and that got me thinking for a fic
So Ghost is training the new recruits
They're outside and Ghost is looking positively delicious being sweaty and dressed only in tactical pants and his boots
And reader, Gaz and Soap are just drooling over him
So then Laswell shows up and is like, go do something productive, you can drool over your boyfriend/fiance/husband/whatever you want in your own time
And they're protesting and stuff (and ofcourse Soap is making a lot of sexual comments) and Laswell sees Price and tells him to tell his sergeants to stop drooling and go do something productive
But Price is like I don't know Laswell, Ghosts ass does look absolutely delicious in those pants
And Laswell is just done ™️
Maybe there are some important people with Laswell and they're just like these are your best people?
Most likely they drag Ghost into a closet after
I would have kept going but i'm still not feeling great and I needed to wrap this up.
CW: sex, PiV sex, handjob, cringe one liners.
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You’re sitting out on the picnic table outside the barracks. It’s nice weather today and you can see down to the training field where Simon’s been all day. You got back early from training now you have nothing to do but look over your notes and relax for the evening.
You took a 6 pack of beer out the fridge, there’s nothing to do tomorrow it’s Sunday even Simon and John will get a rest. You watch as the figures in the distance start getting closer, working their way back up towards the main building.
Simon sticks out like a sore thumb dressed all in black with the white mask. This time it’s different though, you frown as he gets closer. You almost can’t believe it, he’s shirtless, still has the mask but has his shirt and vest in one of his hands.
“Fucking hell,” you whisper taking a sip of your beer. You watch as he gets closer and closer followed by a dozen soldiers in full kit, coated in mud. Now you’re seeing Simon's coated in mud too from the waist down. There are splashes on his chest, he throws his clothes down and stops. The exhausted soldiers behind him stop standing to attention.
You get up walking back to the barracks and opening the door. “Kyle! Johnny! You have to see this.” You call before letting the door close and going back over to the table, by the time you hear them coming out Simon’s popped open a bottle of water squirting it on his chest and wiping the dirt off.
“What?” Kyle asks coming out first but you can already see his eyes locked onto Simon. You offer him a beer.
“Holy shit.” Johnny says as Kyle comes down to sit next to you.
“What happened to his clothes?” Johnny asks. You chuckle.
“You complaining?” Kyle asks, opening his beer. Johnny reaches over to pick one up and sits on the other side of you. You all sit there in awe, you can just about hear what he’s shouting about; one of the soldiers fell in the mud and started sinking. Simon had to jump in to pull them out.
“Maybe we should get him a bucket of water?” Kyle asks.
“Or a hose.” You say taking another sip of beer.
“Hey! LT!?” Johnny shouts making you jump, he turns to look over. “Need a hand!?” You watch as he shakes his head turning back to the troop. You smile watching the early evening sun shine off his skin, he looks good. He’s still squirting water and brushing the dirt off as the soldiers start jogging back down the hill.
“How many laps do you think he’ll make them do?” Kyle asks.
“Till he's nice and clean I bet.” Johnny says nudging you. You lean forward with your beer watching him run his hands up and down his arms. He bends down to pick something up off his vest and it’s like you all sign in unison.
“What's going on out here?” Kate asks, coming through the door behind you. None of you turn your eyes all watching Simon stand back up.
“Training.” Johnny says shifting next to you.
“What happened to Simon?” She asks.
“I don’t know but whatever it was it needs to happen more often.” Kyle says. Kate sighs and you watch as Simon crosses his arms and starts to pace.
“Fuck, I’d let those arms crush me.” You say before taking another drink.
“Arms? Those thighs.” Kyle says also taking a sip.
“No, it’s all about that fuckin’ arse of his.” Johnny says. “The things I’d do for those cheeks.” You can’t help laughing and nodding in agreement.
“Shouldn’t you be doing something useful?” She asks.
“Need to make sure he doesn’t get hurt again.” Johnny says. She sighs and you turn back to see her with her arms crossed.
“You can gawk at him later, maybe John needs a hand with something?” She suggests.
“Yeah, maybe.” Johnny says but none of you move.
“And you’re the best the crown has to offer.” Laswell sighs.
“I don’t know about you but I’d swear allegiance to that body any day of the week.” Johnny says, taking a long sip of his beer.
“Here, here.” Gaz replies holding his can up.
“I will be faithful and bear true allegiance to His Majesty King Charles III, and that tight fucking ass.” Johnny says, you snort on your beer and it throws Kyle into a laughing fit.
“Christ.” You hear Kate sigh as she heads back into the building. You all sit there in silence for a few minutes watching the troop come back up the hill. When you all hear the door again this time it’s John and Kate who come out.
“What happened to Simon?” He asks.
“He got dirty.” You say, Johnny chuckles. John hums.
“Really fuckin’ dirty.” Johnny whispers.
“I think he needs a hand getting clean.” You say, going to stand up.
“Definitely a 2 person job.” Kyle says. Following you.
“All hands on deck.” Johnny says, finishing his can and following you both walking over to Simon.
“It doesn’t take three of you.” Kate calls.
“Think of it as a team building exercise.” John says, Johnny turns and winks at him. When you make it up to Simon he turns to see you all.
“Thought you could use a hand cleaning up.” Johnny says resting his hand on his shoulder. Kyle bends down picking up his vest and shirt and your hand lands on the bottom of his back. Simon hums as the soldiers come to a stop panting in front of you all.
“Fine.” He sighs, before dismissing the troop.
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You all drag Simon into the barracks shared washroom much to John’s amusement and Kate's raised eyebrow. You run the shower getting the right temperature while Johnny and Kyle help strip Simon. You hear the sound of lips smacking together and clothes being dropped on the floor while you finish up.
When you step back and turn they’re all naked and Johnny’s face is already pressed into Simon’s neck. You walk over to them and lean up pressing a kiss on Simon’s lips. He tastes of salt, his lips are cracked and dry, you run your hand up his stomach but before you can go any further Kyle and Johnny pull him away.
You smile watching them take him over to the showers while you strip, throwing your clothes into the pile. When you make it over to the shower Kyle’s arm comes around you pulling you against him. You smile and run your hand up Simon’s back, brushing some of the dirt off.
“Got yourself all dirty hum LT?” Johnny says as he runs his hands down Simon’s chest. You chuckle and Johnny looks over Simon’s shoulder winking at you. Kyle moves to stand behind you, and you continue to help the water wash the dirt off Simon’s back.
“You’re a menace Johnny.” Simon moans, you feel his body tense as Johnny starts to stroke Simon’s cock. You peak over his shoulder only to be met by Johnny’s mouth. You hum as Kyle presses himself against you and you feel his cock brush against your thighs.
Before you know it you're switched with Johnny who’s more than happy to run his hands over Simon’s ass. You end up pinned against the wall with Simon’s arms wrapped around you hitching you up and onto his cock. It’s not the most comfortable position but you don’t care.
You watch Simon’s eyes roll back into his head as Johnny presses his fingers into his ass. You feel his cock twitch inside you and he stops thrusting into you causing you to moan in his neck.
“Don’t stop.” Kyle says as his hand comes over to stroke your cheek.
“Yeah, don’t let me distract you.” Johnny says with a cheeky grin on his face. You tut shaking your head, they're not making this easy for him.
“Fuck,” Simon says squeezing his eyes closed, you wrap your arms around his neck letting him pick you up fully, his hands grip your ass bounching you on his cock. You press your lips against his, he moans in your mouth, his fingers digging into your skin.
You hear Johnny and Kyle chuckle their lips smacking against each other. Simon changes his pace, pressing into you deeper, it makes you break from the kiss and tip your head back against the wall.
“Simon.” You call squeezing your legs around him. You’re going to come if he keeps this pace up.
“Yes, c’mon.” He breathes into your ear, you take that as all the permission you need clenching around him while you come. He presses his mouth into your neck as he comes too, that you weren't expecting but you don’t care. You’re both panting against each other, after a few seconds he slowly lowers you down to the floor.
You let the water warm the goosebumps off you as Simon turns around to face Johnny and Kyle.
“Oh you’re not done yet.” Johnny says winking at Simon. You look around at Kyle who offers you his hand then pulls you into his arms. You watch as Johnny is already pressing Simon back into the shower, his hands running up and down his body.
“Should we leave them to it?” You ask Kyle.
“Or we could stay and watch.” He says smiling. You smile back nodding and dragging him into the next shower.
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With the secretary fic, I can totally imagine that if Emily catches reader with all 4 boys, not knowing that they're all together, that she's goes to them and is like 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 I just found out that reader is playing you all and being a *insert insult* but don't worry babies, I'll help you get over her 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 and 141 being like 😂bitch we know she's with all of us, that's how we like it and then they just fuck reader dumb, making sure Emily hears it because who does she think she is, insulting their girlfriend and offering them sex when they have you
✨Freaky Friday✨
I kept this a one a little short and sweet but I hope it does you justice! Also all I can think about is what poor Laswell is going to have to deal with when she comes back from holiday. Emilys going to have complaints for days.
CW: sex, PiV sex, little bit of degradation (it's like once)
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"What's up, lass?" Johnny asks as Emily sits down at the table.
"Nothing." She says, John watches the quick smile that comes on her face. There's something on her mind. John looks over at Simon and raises an eyebrow.
“Speak up.” Simon says, there's just enough authority in his voice to make her speak.
“It’s inappropriate.” She says almost too quiet, now John’s intrigued.
“All the better to speak up then.” Simon says, crossing his arms. John can tell he's already done with the conversation, it’s fine he’s done his job. She looks over at John who smiles at her. She blows out a breath, she seems nervous.
“I was under the impression that-” She clears her throat “-she was with Johnny. I caught her in the bathroom with Kyle.” John wants to laugh, he looks over at Johnny, his lips are pressed together. He smiles and moves his hand up to cover it.
“When did you see this?” John asks, she turns to look at him.
“Earlier, after breakfast.” She says. John sighs, straightening up in the chair and quickly looking at Simon. "I don't think it's fair, any of you could have walked in on her. Luckly it was me."
“I should have mentioned it earlier, but I didn’t think it was relevant.” John says, she frowns. “We’re all together.”
“Together.” She looks around everyone. “All of you.”
“Do you need a diagram or something?” Johnny chuckles, it’s met with a stern glance and a sigh from Simon. Before she can say anything you walk into the room with Kyle following behind you.
You look around at everyone, there's a cheeky grin on Johnny’s face. Emily looks white as a sheet, you frown looking at John. You can’t tell what he’s thinking.
“Shit did someone die?” You ask, sitting down in the empty chairs.
“Yeah, my patience.” Simon says, John sighs, getting up and walking over to the projector. You frown at Simon, Emily’s face has turned red and she seems suddenly extremely interested in the pen in her hand.
What the hell happened?
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You walk into John’s office and for once he's alone. You smile, closing the door and walking around his desk over to him. He leans back in his chair turning to face you. You lean down to kiss him, gripping his face and pressing your tongue in his mouth.
It’s possessive but you don’t care. You’ve missed him, all of them, they’ve been distant, and if they’re not being distant they’re winding you up by flirting with Emily.
“Everything okay?” John asks as you break from the kiss, dropping your hands from his face.
“I’ve missed you.” You say sitting down on his thigh.
“Sorry, I’ve been busy.” He smiles, his hands resting on your hips. You lean back down to kiss him again. Needy this time, deeper and longer you’re almost trying to drink him up. You want every part of him. You rock your hips against his thigh pressing yourself closer against him.
You feel his body react to you, his fingers digging into your skin, your hands wrap around his neck and lace your fingers through his hair. You hum in his mouth and he moans, you kiss him deeper it’s becoming sloppy, your lips tingle as you chase his tongue.
There’s a knock at the door and you sigh, breaking from the kiss. John grips your waist trying to push you off him but you hold your ground.
“Let her see.” You whisper chasing his lips again. John smiles, you see him think for a second.
“Come in.” He calls. You turn over to see Simon come into the room, you feel disappointed all of a sudden. Even under the mask you see Simon raise an eyebrow, he closes the door behind him and walks over. You sigh, hopping off John's knee and walking around to Simon.
He throws something down on the desk and you slip your arm around his waist. He doesn’t try and stop you even when you reach up and pull his mask over his nose. You press your lips against his pushing your tongue in his mouth. This time you run your hands up the inside of his top.
His hands land on your shoulders and he gently pushes you away. You pout at him, watching as a smile forms on his lips. You like that, you press yourself close to him, you can feel his cock swell in his pants. It’s been a while since you’ve had this kind of contact with him, you lean into it pressing your hand against his chest and reaching back up for another kiss.
Before you know it his arms are wrapped around you and you’re being pressed up against John’s desk. As soon as you feel it on your back Simon bends down scooping up your legs and sitting you down on the desk. You continue to kiss him, his mask comes off, his hands go up your top and you raise your arms.
You break from the kiss so he can take it off but his hands work their way up to your chest, it’s John behind you who pulls your shirt off.
“No bra?” He asks, you smile looking up at Simon, whose fingers brush your nipples.
“Walking around the base with no bra on like a right slut.” Simon breathes, he pinches your nipple and it makes you gasp, your pussy throbs begging for attention and you squirm on the desk.
John’s hands come around your waist, he keeps you steady. “Look at you, eager and desperate.” John whispers in your ear before he presses kisses down your neck to your shoulders.
There’s another knock at the door. Simon leaves you to go answer it, when he does he steps out the way and you see Johnny standing there. He takes in the scene for a second, John’s hands are around your breasts now, he plays with your nipples while you hold back the moans.
“Fuckin’ hell.” Johnny says, already reaching down to adjust himself in his pants.
“Go get Gaz.” Simon says before closing the door in his face. John chuckles behind you as Simon walks over to you undoing his belt and dropping his trousers. His hand comes up to brush your cheek.
“Never seen you so worked up and jealous.” Simon says reaching for your waist band, you lift your hips up relaxing against John before he pulls your pants and underwear off in one quick motion.
You gasp as your bare arse hits the cold desk. “I’m not jealous.” You say, frowning. John chuckles again and there’s a knock on the door. Simon goes to open it Johnny and Kyle spill in, they rush over to you, their hands landing on you. John drops your breasts so Johnny and Kyle can take one each.
“We were just talking about how jealous she’s been.” Simon says coming to stand between them.
“I’m not.” You protest.
“I think jealousy’s a good look on you.” Johnny chuckles.
“Emily might be pretty but she’s got nothing on you.” John says kissing your cheek.
“Nothing on this perfect fuckin’ body.” Johnny says, pressing his face into your neck and running his hand down your thigh.
“You're perfect.” Kyle breathes into your other ear pressing a kiss into your neck. “Our perfect girl.”
They both spread your legs so Simon has room, one hand on his cock and the other presses down on your clit. His fingers tease your entrance, you’re already wet. Simon chuckles, taking his soaked fingers wiping them down his cock.
It makes your mouth water for some reason, you wet your lips and kyle sees it leaning over to kiss you. You hum in his mouth, the kiss turning into a sloppy desperate mess, you feel Simon’s cock nudge against your entrance.
You break from the kiss as he eases into you. You bite your lip so you don’t cry out, Simon’s hand comes up to your face pulling your chin up. You feel John press kisses across your shoulder blades.
“C’mon now. Maybe she’ll hear you.” Simon says, his eyes are dark, there's a twinkle in them. His cock throbs inside you, it makes heat rush to your cheeks. You wonder what she’ll think if she could hear you?
Maybe she’ll be jealous, maybe she’ll listen and get off on it? You squeeze your eyes closed, you shouldn’t be thinking about her. It’s Simon with his cock in you, the rest of them touching you all over like its the first time they've felt you. John’s lips on your back whispering praises in your ear.
“You’d like that wouldn’t you.” Johnny whispers in your ear. “You’d like her to hear you screaming for us.”
Fuck. Simon thrusts his hips making you moan. You’re still holding back, maybe you don’t want her to hear you, maybe she’ll complain-again. Kyle hums in your ear, his hand cups your breast just right, his fingers are gentle as he toys with your nipple.
“Fuck, Simon.” You call reaching out for his chest but John grabs your wrists and pulls them to your side.
“That's it, love. Need to make sure she knows you’re ours.” John says, sucking on the soft skin of your neck. “And if she doesn’t get it from all the screaming. These marks will make sure.”
You moan out a little louder this time, it feels good and Simon rewards you with nice long thrusts of his cock, hitting you deeper each time. Your breathing picks up, John keeps you still so you can’t squirm you angle your hips a little better for Simon.
“These fucking tits too.” Johnny says squeezing you a little too hard.
“I’ll say.” Kyle breathes. “Beautiful and soft, and these perfect nipples.” He leans down, locking his mouth around your nipple.
“Fuck.” You call, you want to reach out and press him down harder. His tongue flicks your nipple and he sucks making you cry out. Johnny hums in your neck leaving more marks, Simon pumps into you harder and John slowly lets your wrists go. One of your hands grips Kyle's head gently pressing him down, he chuckles and it sends shivers down your spine.
Your other hand reaches out to Simon, you press your hand on his chest. Your breathing is just pants now, desperate and hot. Now you don’t think you could be quiet even if you wanted to.
You cry out begging for Simon to fuck you harder. Each time you do you’re rewarded with a kiss, or fingers flicking your nipple. Kyle’s head is buried in your neck now leaving marks on the other side. Johnny’s sucking and nibbling on your nipple maoning the whole while.
“Johnny.” You cry out running your fingers through his hair and gripping it. Johnny pulls his face off and you whine.
“Don’t stop Johnny.” Simon says his hand replacing yours on his head.
“Not when she’s sounding so god damn pretty.” Simon says, pushing his head back down. He moans around your nipple and it causes you to clench around Simon.
“I know she’ll hear you like this.” John says, his voice low in your ear. “She’ll be jealous, I know the way she’s looked at us. The way she flirts.”
“Doesn’t bother me.” You say between pants. Simon speeds up again, his cock hitting a new spot inside you, one that makes you clench around him it’s almost like you’re trying to suck him in.
“Maybe not. But imagine the look on her face when she hears just how much you mean to us.” John says. You squeeze your eyes closed, tipping your head back. You can barely think straight, Simon’s tempo has changed, he’s close too.
“Simon.” You call out for him tensing up while he rides you on the edge.
“Yes, love. Come for us, and let her know how much you enjoy it.” Simon says breathless.
“Yes, yes.” You cry out gripping onto whatever you can as you come, screaming out for him. A second later he comes too, stopping his hips in you and dipping his head into your neck. His breath is hot on your skin. You relax deeper into John’s embrace, his arms come around you holding you tight.
You and Simon pant against each other, your head is still spinning as there’s a knock at the door. Simon’s head comes out of your shoulder and you look up at him. Kyle kisses you on the cheek before going over to answer it. Johnny does the same, reaching down on the floor to pick up clothes you and Simon had thrown down.
He hands Simon his mask, he takes it and moves to the side, you look over at the door. You can hear her before you see her, Kyle’s body shields the door. John lets you go climbing off the desk and going over to join Kyle.
Johnny hands you your shirt.
“I think she heard you.” He whispers, you blush wrapping your arms around your chest. He leans in closer to you. “Come back to my room and I’ll bring Kyle. We’ll make sure she doesn’t forget.”
You turn to look over at him, he winks at you. You scoff, and look back over at the now closed door.
“You’re playing a dangerous game.” You say pulling your shirt on and jumping off the desk. He throws his arm over your shoulders.
Poly 141 where Kyle joins you with hair and skin routine while the others are just confused
You can't convince me otherwise
I'm so sick rn but this helped distract me for a little bit. Now in going back to bed. 🤒😴
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Kyle 100% has the best skin and hair routine out of everyone. No one else really appreciated it until you came along. Now at least once a week (if there is time) you both have a pamper day. Bring out the face masks and the amazing smelling moisturisers.
You both try to convince the others to join (for their own benefit of course) Johnny will join if he's lost a bet (he secretly enjoys it) and there was the one time he dragged Simon to join. That was definitely was the highlight of the week when he feel asleep on the sofa with a green tea tree mask on. He vowed never again after Johnny collected enough blackmail material for a lifetime.
You always look forward to the daily routine, its your time to spend some quality alone time with Kyle. Either in a morning or on an evening you spend a few minutes catching up and pampering yourself. When you're both on a base you go all out bring shower salts and a foot spa (that John will always steal at least a dozen times) different types of shampoo and conditioner to try. You always leave the showers smelling amazing which no one complaints about.
In the field when you have limited time and supplies you still both find a way to have something to remind you of home and keep you sane. Its usually just some nice moisturiser or maybe a few travel size bottles of cleanser and hair gel. Sure John sighs and shakes his head and Simon gives you a speech about 'packing unnecessary items' but they dont complain when a few days later their skin is cracking from the rough dry sand and you and Kyle are more then happy to help them out.
When you make it back John asks about beard oils and Johnny will soak up any advice you give him. Simon pretends hes not listening but will ask questions when something seems interesting. Now it seems like you're going to have to plan a shopping trip for you all.
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I have no skin/hair care routine so I hope this is good enough. 😅
