heyy, i dont want to intrude or demand anything, but i read your wrong chat series, and WOW, the 7th one was just... so emotional. i literally cried. i know you have your own business and everything, but i wanted to ask if youre planning on making another chapter? I NEED ITTT 😌✋
Yes there will be another chapter for sure, I’ll be coming back to continue writing all stories. Thank you so much 😊, life’s been crazy but I’ll be back with an update with wrong chat and another story in a few days☺️❤️🖤
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*Persephone had given the brilliant idea of being closeted bisexual to add to the drama...And of course I'm going to run like a maniac with it because YEESSS, as one myself, I have so many things to put in with this. and hope they/you like how I'm taking the route so far.
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CW!:SA,VIDEO OF SA, HARRASSMENT, MENTION OF SELF HARM
*Oh My God, this is longer than I thought I would do, but by god. This is the set up and hopefully yall like it.*
From early on it was easy for Y/N to realize that she was into girls, secondary school when she was 11 being the biggest case in point when she had her first experience kissing a friend, ‘to see what’s it like’ of course. The giggling was endless, but when she wanted to keep going back for more and seeing that she wasn’t interested in wanting to see what it was like to kiss a boy, she talked to her mom and had a long talk and learned about lesbians, and that she was one from what she was gathering. Her mom was, to say at the very least, unsupportive, and angry, claiming having come from a family that is conservative she told Y/N never to kiss a girl again, never look at girls like that ever again. The fight that broke between them was horrible, and as much as she wanted to call her dad and tell him about what had happened, she was afraid that he would also be upset with her, and maybe disown her, telling her she was never welcome back home. She wished she hadn’t given her mom a chance this year to keep her, but the guilt of having chosen her father ate at her making her think it would do her and her mom some good to spend the year together. Now, she regrated it, regrated it even more when she came to her mom with questions of her feelings and thoughts.
As time went by, she counted down the days till she could return home, she stayed on the phone most nights with her stepmom, trying to stay positive. Only, the worry started to set in when there was only 3 months left till it would be summer and she could return home. Her stepmom had informed them that she hadn’t heard from her husband, Y/N’s father, and that she was worried for him. With him gone, your mom would be able to keep you longer, due to the fact he was supposed to be picking you up and flying back to Barr.
Then one day she had gotten a call from her stepmom, broken up with sobs, it was hard for Y/N to understand her, but she could just barely pick up that she had said something about her dad going MIA and visitors? She wasn’t sure, but she was panicked as she went to her mom crying, begging to go back and be with her grandparents and Sharon to wait to hear about her dad. She never understood what had happened between her parents to make them divorce and for her dad to move from America all the way back to Scottland, but whatever it was, she had no doubt her mother was to blame. When she refused, took Y/N’s phone and soon moved, she hated her. Hated her with a passion, tried endlessly to find her grandparents on any social media and Sharon too, but Sharon had kept her last name, and she had no clue what it was. She wished she had asked before, she cried most nights after they had first moved thinking the worst fate for her father, mourning his potential death. She never let her self-stay close to her mom, she shut her out and delved headfirst into her sexuality, dating a girl that she had learned, after they had moved, was gay. As much as her mom wanted to say something, she had to bite her tongue, only because she learned that her girlfriend was the daughter of her new boss.
That’s certainly not to say that she didn’t making life at home a living hell for Y/N, chores, no phone, took all the money she somehow managed to make by doing yardwork for neighbors and even pet and baby-sitting. Y/N eventually broke up with her girlfriend, when she had realized she did like her at first, everything was now because she was dating her out of spite and loved her more as a friend than romantically. Even though she was angry, Katy understood and, at first, kept a little bit of a distance before becoming great friends.
When she was 15 and her guy friend came over to work on a project, when she walked into her room after grabbing drinks and snacks, he was laid out on her bed, shirt ridding up showing off his abs. The flutter feeling in her stomach and blush had her freezing in her doorway as she stared at him. What in the hell is happening? Why am I feeling so...
“Sweet, you brought soda.” When he sat up, you slowly walked in and handed him a can before going to your desk quickly sitting down and trying to hide your face. “So, you want to go through the article, and I’ll look for more websites to use as references?”
“Sure.” Burying your nose into the papers you had printed earlier that day, you couldn’t stop looking at him, why did he seem so different? He’d been over plenty of times, times when you guys laid in bed watching movies or playing new games, had slept stacked on each other a few times even and you’d never felt anything before. So. Why now? What was different? Why were you feeling how you usually down when you would see an attractive girl that you were crushing on? “Oh god.”
“What? Can’t find anything?”
“Huh? Oh, no, nothing.” You chewed your lip, cursing to yourself when you felt him lean against your shoulder, he was reading the page, but you felt his breath against your neck, could ever so faintly hear him mumbling under his breath as he read, and it was making the hair on the back of your neck stand. When he finally went back to his spot on your bed you let out the breath you hadn’t known you were holding. Trying to refocus on the work at hand, you tuned him out and got a few pages of writing down before debriefing him on what you wrote and handing it to him so that way, he could add to it with whatever he had been able to find.
While he was packing up his back you cleaned up the cans and wrappers before watching him, non to subtly. “What’s the matter? You’ve been staring at me on and off all evening?”
You shook your head, although he was your friend, he wasn’t close enough that you would ever tell him that you were feeling things, things that you only feel for girls, since you were gay... or you thought all this time and had been. But now here he was out of the blue riling things up inside of you. “It’s nothing.” He was popular in your school, the same group of girls that had tormented you and bullied you since you had come out had the biggest crushes on him, and most importantly, Sam, the head bitch, had dated him for a while and hated that he hung out with you. If you told him, you started feeling... conflicting feeling towards him, things that you haven’t yet processed properly, he’d tell his friend, because he couldn’t keep anything to himself and then they would go around spreading things about you behind your back.
“Yeah right, just tell me?” When you avoided looking at him, he sighed, “You heard then huh?”
“What?”
“That Sam and I are back together.” Looking at him surprised you scowled, “We talked out some issues, and figured why not try again.”
“Didn’t she -”
“We talked things out.” He cut you off standing up.
“She sucked your cousins dick.”
“Y/N”
“He took a video and spread it all through the school.”
“And we talked about that, it’s none of your business anyways.” He waited at beat before squinting at you slightly, “Do you have a thin fer me?”
“WhAt?” You looked at him wide-eyed and mouth open, “Why would you ask me that? Ye know I-”
“Sam said you have been looking at me differently lately and that we’ve been spending time together too-”
“We’re working on a project together.”
“I told her that... you're not denying that you’ve been looking at me differently.”
Scowling you crossed your arms over your chest huffing, “Because that’s insane Jake. Ye know I’m lesbian, I’ve never been into guys. Ever.” When he opened his mouth to say something you quickly spoke up, “And even if in some other bizarre world, why would I start liking ye?”
He glared at you at that, “What the hells that supposed to mean?”
“Yer not special Jake, pretty fucking typical and boring, why would I have a thin fer ye?” You wanted to bite your tongue off, you’d never been to mean to anyone other than Sam and her little click, but you vouched that, that’s because they deserved it.
“Fuck you Y/N.” He snatched up his back and walked out, you took a deep breath before collapsing onto your bed sighing. You weren’t sure who to talk to, but you wanted to talk to someone, so, pulling out your laptop you pulled up skype, you’d found a sweet guy that lived in Edinburgh, Scottland, when you were looking for your dad and had become good friends. Dominic, he was gay and your most trusted confidante when it came to anything you needed to talk to someone about.
“Hey lass, what’s going on?”
“I’m, surprised you answered, isn’t it like midnight for you?”
“Yeah, but I can’t sleep, so again, what’s te matter?”
You leaned back into your pillow and told him what had happened when you first walked back into your room and seeing Jack on your bed to what you had said making him leave. When he stayed quiet you wrapped your arms around your waist, “I’m confused on why I was feeling that way to him and then he wouldn’t shut up about Sam and what she had said about me.... There was so much going on in my head and he was overwhelming me with so much I just went off on him and said what I shouldn’t have.” Looking up at him you whispered, “What’s going on with me?”
“Oh Christ lass,” he started laughing a bit before shaking his head, “Ye’ve gotta crush on him.”
“What? But I-”
“I know, but... from the sounds of it, ye like him. And There’s nothing wrong with that.”
“So, I’m... I’m bi? How? I’ve never liked any guys before? How am I 15 and just now liking a boy... JAKE no less?!”
His laughter made you sigh, “Late developer. It happens.” You doubted that you were still confused on your feelings but decided you’d just slowly sort yourself out.
So, for the next few months you broke down your feelings and realized that yup, you were into both guys and girls, and Jake was ignoring you still.... until. There was going to be a party at Sam’s, and your best friend Kieran had pulled you along, you lied to your mom that you were going to her house, and she lied that she was going to yours. When the bother of you walked into her house, Kieran pulled you into the kitchen handing you a cup, when you took a sip you choked huffing, making her laugh, “You never drink before?”
“No, my god, have you?”
“Few times, with family, mom would always have a cow though.” She took a swig from her cup before urging you too try and take another drink. After 2 cups, you were slowly feeling the effects before you seen Jack walking to you, Kieran already got the rundown of what had happened and that you had concluded that you were in fact bi now. She just wasn’t sure if you would be so comfortable around him yet. “Want me to distract?” She whispered tucking into your side.
“No, it’s okay.” You said taking a deep breath before smiling when he stopped in front of the both of you.
“Hey.”
He was staring right at you, you felt the blush cover your face, you swallowed thickly, hoping your voice doesn’t betray you and crack, “Hi.”
“Hi.” Kieran chirped, her smile spreading when he glanced at her for a moment before looking you over. You weren’t the thinnest, you had a little extra meat around your middle and your thighs certainly had no gap, but your confidence helped you feel comfortable wearing the short shorts, tank top and torn flannel that when seen from behind damn near made you look like you weren’t wearing any short at all.
“Wanted to talk to you in private.”
Your eyes widened as you looked to Kieran before looking back at him, “Alone? With me? Why?”
Rolling his eyes he grabbed your wrist turning and pulling him with you, when you felt the cup being pulled from your hand you looked back at Kieran who was giving you thumbs up making a smoochy face before laughing. You looked at the back of Jack’s head anxious, Where are we going? Upstairs? Why? You didn’t pay attention to the people that were watching the two of you disappear up the stairs, your sole focus was Jack and them way he laced his fingers with yours. Despite yourself on a few occasions, he had been an invading guest in some of your fantasies and dreams, that to now feel him pulling you into... oh god, a bedroom, alone, the two of you. “Whas goin on?”
After he had closed the door he guided you to the bed, making you sit down, he looked at you intensely, “I know you like me,” as you opened your mouth getting ready to say something, the hand he was holding, he pulled making you push forward and resting your other hand on his shoulder, “You’ve been staring at me a lot more since I left your place a couple weeks back, and don’t think I didn’t notice how you always blush when passing in the halls. Just say it Y/N.”
Your cheeks were burning, he was so close, you could feel his breath fanning your face, opening your mouth, a small croak came from your throat making you close your mouth swallowing before going again, “Yer still wit-”
“Say it.”
The quiet of his voice made you throw caution to the wind, “Okay, fine... Jack... I like you.” Closing the distance, you kissed him, your breath halting in your throat, his lips aren’t as soft as the few girls your previously kissed, reaching up and cupping his jaw, it was firmer, sharper. A boy, not a girl, your mind reeled with the sensation of your nerves being consumed with Jack, Jack, Jack. Feeling his hands grab at the flannel you were wearing and start pushing at it to slide it down your shoulders. Easing back, you gathered yourself, “Wait.”
“Come on.” Pulling the shirt off his hands started going for your tank.
“Hey, Jack.” Before you could say anymore, he kissed you again slowly working the top up, your body froze at hearing something in the room bang, blood running cold when laughter sounded from the closet.
“Shit, I can’t hold it in Jack, fucking look at her.” The laughter echoed in your ears as you quipped your head around and watched as 2 boys stumbled out of the closet laughing.
“Never seen so many rolls, jeez, ever heard of self-restrain piggy?”
“What are they doin here?” You looked to Jack shocked, tears threatening to build as he smirking then shook his head.
“I was close guys; this doesn't count against me since you guys interrupted.”
“Wha-”
“She would’ve stopped you anyways, she was trying.”
“Unless you were just going to ignore her protests?”
“Shut up, just keep recording, this will be good.”
“Wait, recordin? Why, stop Jack!” You cried as he yanked your tank top up before holding you, arms pinned behind your back.
The other 2 pulled their phones up recording, flashes on, catching everything, as you thrashed trying to get loose their laughter rung loud in the room, “You thought he liked you? What a joke, maybe you would’ve let him fuck you.”
“Would’ve been an easy bet for Jack to win. How annoying, I thought she was a lesbian?”
“Faking that shit for attention probably, knew no guy would want to be with a piggy unless there was something interesting about her.”
“But to think that even a girl would find this attractive? Yeah right.”
The tears were unstoppable, their horrible remarks burning and cutting into you, finally getting loose enough in his grasp, you dove down to your top slipping on your flannel running out crying, the others following and laughing, snorting at you.
“Y/N?!” You didn’t stop to wait for Kieran as you made a mad dash home, climbing up and into your room. Your phone started ringing, seeing Kieran, you ignored it, ashamed and embarrassed.
Through the weekend, you stayed away from your phone, the constant dings and ringing going ignored till it finally died. On Monday, your mother none the wiser of what had happened forced you to school. Walking up to the front you tried to ignore the laughs and people pointing at you, when you walked into the main hall, everyone was staring at you, your skin breaking out with goose bumps. Head down, you got to your locker, when you opened it, pictures and notes flooded out, you looked at as much as you could before your vision blurred. They were still images of the video, notes and drawings of pigs and insults, the worst, comments to harm yourself. “Y/N.” Looking up at Kieran, the worry written all over her face, you watched as she picked up all the papers and yanked them out of your locker yelling at everyone that was now huddled around you, phones out and laughing. After she had all the papers, she pulled you into a bathroom before you broke down, holding onto her. “Come to my house, let’s just skip today.”
Following her to her place, you sat with her in her room, telling her what had happened when you and Jack went upstairs. She held you tightly throughout the whole ordeal, curing Jack and his stupid friends. It was only a few hours before the both of you jumped at her door opening, her father stepping in looking at the both of you, “Why did you skip out of school? What’s going on here?”
“Dad, listen, please just understand we have very valid reasons, just...” She looked at you hesitantly, “Can’t say right now.”
“Can’t? Or won’t?” He looked over at you, “No child of mine skips school, what’s going on?”
Before she came up with anything you started standing up grabbing your back, “I’m sorry sir, it was my fault, I pulled her out of the school and suggested we skip.”
“Y/N.”
“Why?”
Making your way to the door you tried to squeeze past him, but his hand shot out blocking you, “No reason sir, please ju-”
“We should just tell him, he will help yo-”
“Don’t Kieran.”
“What happened?”
“Nothing!” Pushing his hand down, you bolted out and started making your way home. Going to your room you charged your phone and saw every notification start to pop up, messages from anyone and everyone from school laughing at the video and calling you. Silencing it you laid in your bed crying, shortly, your mom came home screaming at you as she climbed the stairs.
“What in the hell did you fucking do?!” As she slammed your door open, the hatred in her eyes burned into you, “My boss just called me and told me you whored yourself at some fucking party? What fucking party did you go to?!”
“What? How-” Keiran told him, you snapped your mouth shut, you couldn’t believe she told him. You knew she was trying to look out for you, but damnit if you weren’t made at her for saying anything.
“Answer me! Don’t you dare play dumb; there’s video evidence of you screwing someone? Have you lost your damn mind?! Everything I fucking do, and this is how you repay me?!” You glared at her as she went on; How is this my fault? Why is she insisting it’s my fault?
“I didn’t do ANYTHING on purpose! They forced me and recorded me!” She glared at you before turning on her heel leaving slamming the door behind herself. You sighed walking to the door locking it before grabbing your phone and computer, pulling skype up you called Dominic. While the ringing was going you opened your bank app, checking what you had before opening a new tab on your computer for flights.
“Y/N, wha-”
“Ye remember a while ago when ye suggested I move out that way to just run away?”
“Yeah?” He looked at you skeptically, “Are ye-”
“I’m buying a ticket as we speak, I will be there in two days.”
“Woah, lass, whas go-”
“Please, Dom, jus... tell me now if I can’t stay with ye till I find my dad so I can figure something else out for hiding.”
“Of course, ye can stay with me, but lass, what the hell happened?”
Booking the flight ticket you took a deep breath, trying to hold the tears back, being tired of crying you didn’t want to shed anymore. You told him everything that had happened over the weekend, the party, letting your phone die and having a mental break down to the crap that happened at school, your friend telling her dad who is your mom's boss. Finally, the yelling match with your mom that just transpired. When you finished, he slammed back into his chair huffing, “Jesus Christ lass... what te fuckin hell? Firs off, yer more tan welcome here, ma and pa have been wantin to meet ya bad and when they hear bo-”
“No, please Dom. Please don’t say anything bou-”
“Lass, listen, I’m real fuckin sorry bout was happen to ye, but we gotta tell them somethin. They are goin to won-”
“Tell them, I’m coming to find my dad, which won be a lie, ye jus don need to tell them the other shit. Please Dom? PlEaSe? I’m beggin ye.”
He was quiet a moment, but he relented, “Fine, but they ask more questions, we tell them lass.”
“Fine.”
The two of you hashed out the rest of your plan, you’d stay low at home, steering clear of your mom for the next day before calling a cab to take you to the airport the following day, ignoring her and creating distance was a piece of cake, she was still irate with you and constantly trying to think up of lies to tell her boss about your ‘mistake’.
When the time came, right as soon as your mom was out the door, you grabbed your 2 bags and made a mad dash to the cab that waited out front, sliding in, you felt like everything was moving on X2 speed, the drive to the airport, getting through tsa, and waiting to board. Your heart pounded in your chest; you were finally leaving your mom, and going to look for your dad, you remembered faintly the areas he would take you and replayed every detail hoping that when you get there if you can’t find him, then at least his wife. When your phone started ringing, you slowly looked at it before staring, Kieran, she had no clue what you were doing. You had ignored her calls and texts yesterday and the previous night, you knew she would and is still worried about you. You wanted to tell her what you were doing but didn’t know any more if you could trust her not to tell her dad and then eventually report you running away. Damnit though if the guilt of her worry and self-blame didn’t eat at your conscience, sliding the answer across your screen you lifted the phone to your ear.
“Oh my god! Y/N! I’ve been trying to reach you! Listen, please, I’m so sorry for telling my dad, but he needed to know! Please understand I only told him because he would help. He said he talked to your mom, but she called the cops to file a report.” The momentary silence lasted long enough for you to sigh, “H-how was it making the report? Did they say what they would do?” When you didn’t respond, you heard her sniffle, “Please, Y/N, I’m so-”
“Don worry bout me anymore Kieran. I’ll be okay.”
“What do you mean?”
“Jus don worry, I’m not mad at ye, well...not anymore.”
“Y/N, where are you? You turned your location off.”
You looked up at the boarding sign, “I’m goin home, I’ll see ye later okay?”
“Oh, okay...Love you.”
Swallowing, you grabbed your bags walking to the podium, “Bye Kieran.” You hung up quickly before turning your phone off and wrapping it in napkins and tossing it in a can passing by.
Landing in Edinburgh Airport you hailed a cab and gave them Dominic’s address, you’d sent him money to buy you a new phone, so he knew the time window of when to expect you. Pulling up to a beautiful house I handed the driver some cash and started making your way to the front door. When it opened you smiled, Dom, in person quickly ran to you hugging and picking you up, “Jeez Dom, don’t break yer back.” You laughed, but when he set you down, a hard look on his face made you shut up.
“Don be sayin no mean shit bout my best frien. I ain fraid to smack some sense into ye.”
“An I an fraid to smack some sense into ye if you lay one hand on her.” You both turned to see his mom at the doorway with his father.
A sheepish smile made its way onto his face, “I was only messin ma, promise.”
“Hmhm” She hummed smiling walking down the path before smiling at you and wrapping her arms around you. “It’s so nice to finally meet ye hun.”
“Oh, uh, thank ye fer lettin me stay here till I find my dad and mom.” You smiled back looking between her and her husband.
“Come in dear.” He said grabbing your bags smiling, you all walked in, they lead you to the main room and sat you on the couch. While his mom got drinks for everyone you looked around, “When Dom said ye were comin to look fer ye father, I asked a few questions around town to see if anyone knew anything.”
You looked at him shocked, “Oh, ye didn’t have to do tha, I don want to bother ye all while I stay here.”
He shook his head, “I don mind one bit, I only wish I had some good news fer ye, with the lil I knew and Dom, not many people could really offer anything.”
“I understand, there were a few places I remember visiting and going to many times when I was younger, I was goin to visit those places and ask around, if not fer them then at least my grandparents.”
“Tomorrow, we’ll be more than happy to drive ye around and help.”
And they did, it was a couple weeks of traveling and asking friends, and old connections till you found a small scrap of information. It was a long, short given to you by one of Dom’s dad’s old cop friends, but you didn’t want to leave no stone unturned. Going just outside of Edinburgh, you went to the address that was scribbled down, it was a long dirt driveway to a beautiful 2 story house, huge with hills and fields surrounding it. On one side there were highland and belted Galloway cows, the other side of the road was cheviot sheep, your heart was pounding a mile a minute in your ribs, your limbs felt heavy as you climbed out of the car, looking around. Everything felt so...
“Can we help ye all?” That voice, your body felt like the earth was shaking, could feel every muscle trembling as you slowly turned around and ... It was like everything froze in time, tears weld in your eyes, even though it had only been 4 years, it was like you’d only just seen him yesterday.
“Dad.” You whimpered; you covered your mouth.
Looking you over, he swore he thought he was looking at a ghost, “Y/N?” Nodding your head, he took one step down the stairs before the both of you made a mad sprint for each other. The collision of you both slamming into each other, wrapping your arms around one another tightly, weeping into the others shoulder. He pulled back first, cupping your cheeks in his hands moving the hair from your face, “My god, Y/N. Yev grown so much.” You both laughed before going back into holding each other, it wasn’t until his wife came out asking what was going on till she saw you.
“Oh my god, MA, PA!” She screamed before running to you laughing and hugging you.
You looked to the door, your grandparents walked out confused, and slightly worried, but upon seeing you, God, they all had never felt so whole and complete, they all cocooned you into a bear hug. Only pulled apart to thank and welcome Dominic and his parents inviting them in.
You never told anyone the truth of why you ran away and sought them out, you didn’t even have to worry about your mom making a report, when you had left she counted it as a silent blessing that she could move and start over fresh, she never thought you went back to your father, all that matter to her was that you were gone. Your dad and mom asked as often as they could to figure out the truth, but you only insisted that you missed them and decided enough was enough, you were going to find them no matter what. You’d told them and your grandparents that you were lesbian, not expressing that you were bi, they excepted you none the less, and you were sure they would still except you even if you told them, you were bi, but you weren’t going to be dating or seeing any guys for a very long time. Yes, you knew and understood not all men were the same, but that doesn’t change the fact that at the thought of being intimate with a guy had you breaking down and having an anxiety attack.
It wasn’t for a long time till you found inner peace with yourself and what had happened to you those years ago, you just always kept to one rule when it came to guys. You were never going to get anywhere near intimate with one unless you guys were a serious thing; no one nightstands, no games, no bets, no lies.
***This is the start to a long and grueling path for the 141, it's also the official start from this little idea. There will be more to come, just bare with me the potentially long time in between posts, I want to make sure what I put out is good enough and flows just right. My brain has the conclusion and many of the fun desperate scenes but now I got to do the work of connecting. I hope you all enjoy and please feel free to tell me your thoughts. I always enjoy reading comments.***
Each member of TF141 have served their due time with deployments, missions, collections, whatever orders they were given, they did it all, no questions asked. The toll of multiple jobs, months of intense deployments have weighed on each in different ways that have tweaked their morals over the years.
John Price had been in the military since the ripe age of 16 and eventually, couple years, give or take, he was pushing his morals of right and just following orders to a very grey area. When he had to make the call at one point of a recruit's life and a civi’s, who to save, when he started weighing whose life would mean more he clocked out, morals be damned. He grabbed the collar of the rookie who was screaming for him to save the woman, he clocked out, civi’s, politicians', superiors be damned, his team will overrule any order, he grasped onto anything he could control outside of everything else around. At first, he was looked at as cold, calculating, wrong, but when you were assigned to him, he was warm, smart, still calculating, making sure everything was done to preserve and save his men. With enough time, his morals of right and wrong were overlooked, making the men and women serving, feel at ease and calm when they see that they will be working with the strong captain. Even if on some occasions something would transpire that costed him the life of one of the loyal soldiers under his command, he would push himself and those around him to make sure the rest will make it home.
Eventually like every man John had hit his breaking point; drinking had become an escape for John. Drinking, constantly when on leave, the only way to numb his pain of everything, to fog out the pain and stress of his work. When burying himself in his work wasn't enough, the bottle would help him drown every thought leaving him a babbling mess for his mates to pick up. After one too many calls from his local pub, he decided to drink at home to avoid the scrutiny of his associates who will lecture him yet again about his drinking habits that has left him immobile at times. At home, even if he drank too much it wouldn’t matter if he sat around yapping to himself. No one would be there to judge him, ask what in the hell he’s talking about when he breaks down about how he lost a solider and how it was breaking his soul.
It wouldn’t be till a few days later of collecting his phone, wallet and keys to go out and restock that he'll check and see that he had called one of the guys, the longest calls having always been with Simon. He couldn’t ever bring himself to call the lad back up and ask what they had talked about, or more like what he had rambled on this time about. Even when they would get shipped out for another deployment, he always cleaned up well, shoving the drunken shame deep down, shelving the alcohol if till he returned home. No matter how well he cleaned up though, the boys could always see how tired their captain was, Simon herding the lower ranks and taking the command from his captain to ease the personal burden of another possible mental snap, Kyle offering conversations through the night when he would see how twitchy the man would get unable to fall asleep, Johnny making crappy tea and talking about anything civil to distract him and keep him grounded, always helping guide him from the pub when the lower ranks would suggest a celebratory drink. He knew what they were doing, he appreciated it, was grateful to their help but all the same, it killed him that they could see through him, that they could see his struggle, his desire to return to the bottom of any decent looking bottle and stay there.
Getting home after they had to do everything in their power to distract him long enough to keep him from the pub had John sitting on his shitty couch, staring at the bottles he had cluttered onto his coffee table. He was ashamed, they were trying their best to keep him clean, their kind departing words as they went to their respective apartments echoed in his brain, “Did good this round cap, see you in a bit.” “It’ll blo’ ver soon cap.” “If you need anything, give me a ring, ya?”
It would have been easier to just rip open one of the bottles and drown the ache away, but trying to not disappoint the lads, he stuffed the bottles back into their hidden cabinets. Should he have just dumped the contents and call it, maybe, yeah, he knew he should’ve but .... he was weak willed and wasn’t all that confident in himself to not break down and need a drink.
Following the next couple of years, he found work to be a good deterrent from drinking and the occasional fuck, even more so when one of the lads tapped in prolonging the enjoyed distraction. Now, the smoking and over working was the only thing that was pushing him to an early grave, but he and the others concluded it would be better than the constant drinking.
Simon, Jesus, the poor man closed out and isolated himself into oblivion. He believed for the longest time that he didn’t need nor want anyone want to be close. When people were close it meant nothing but issues in his mind and he was for the most part content with being alone. He was thoroughly known through many bases for being cold and brutal, get in his way or on his bad side, (to most, every side was his bad side) and he’d give you a look that, if possible, would put you 6ft under before a curt and harsh demand was growled out to move aside. When he had first worked with Price, he figured just another power-hungry captain, someone he would take his orders and get a job done, having watched the man closely, seeing how he quickly took action to put the lives of the makeshift task force above any order or mission. Even though his actions shows that he cares, his fast orders and angry glare contradict the rest.
Simon didn’t care, watching him speech almost carelessly and fearlessly to those above his status, refusing to back down, not taking any shit from other, he respected him and showed up time and again when he saw Price was requesting him to be a part of his task forces. Even when he was approached to be permanently assigned to TF141 he agreed, hearing it was John’s insistence and idea, he’d gone in not knowing how close he’d get with the rest of the team, he’d shared only once a long time ago with Price his past his childhood that made him “difficult to work with” or so says those around them. Price listened and didn’t judge, if anything he understand and never pushed him further than his boundaries or insisting on him taking time off.
Cause just like himself, work was the perfect distraction from the daunting reality of their lives. The first time, John and Simon shared a girl, John had done a quick knock on his Lieutenant’s door before just stepping in and freezing, it was late in the night and he had thought that everyone else on the base had gone home, but seeing the young rookie, on her knees, shirt unbuttoned, breasts out and arms tied behind her back had John speechless. John looked up from the gagging panicked girl to Simon, who was still wearing his balaclava starring at him. The silence stretched, as Simon held the girls head in place his hand fisted in her hair, “You going to close the door and leave or step in and join?”
It took only a moment before the door was closed and locked, the girl early in the morning stumbling out of the base and going home as John and Simon sat in the office, John smoking a cigar while Simon reorganized the papers and few pens on his desk before opening a window and lighting a cigarette. “You shouldn’t be using the rookies for a quickie Ghost.” The reprimand was quiet, muffled around the thick cigar between his lips. Ghost looked up to his captain, quiet, waiting, “They get cocky and too attached too quickly, and you’re only a disagreement away from them easily reporting the misconduct and your ass being thrown out with a dishonorable discharge.” John looked over to the man, a heavy sigh before leaning back and spreading his legs a little, “Speaking from a few close calls, they are easy and desperate, but that’s not always good.” After another beat of silence John thought, fuck it, they already fucked the same girl together. “There’s a few bars round the base that plenty of civies enjoy trying to snag themselves someone in a uniform, give the girls a fake name and hotel room and problem taken care of.”
Simon nodded his head, “Yes sir.” John tried to not visible shiver at the acknowledgment, he wasn’t going to sit here and go on a tangent of telling his right-hand man how it riles him up hearing him respond like that. Looking sharply at the quiet man, he knew that he completely understands how his voice and tone was affecting him. Clearing his throat he stood up.
“Finish those reports lieutenant.” Simon smirked watching John leave, it wasn’t their last time sharing a partner, plenty more was passed between them, eventually pictures and videos grew into the mix, and when the sergeants, Johnny and Kyle, got wind of what they were doing, they joined in. Of course it doesn’t need to be worried about, they were already swapping videos and pictures, just never in their wildest dreams did they think their superiors were doing the same thing.
The sergeants, Kyle, he was much like John, spoke his mind and tried to always have his teams back, fuck all if any of his mates were in danger. Of course, his moral compass though questioned everything, and he wasn’t sure what to do only ever following his captain's orders word for word when it came to choosing over a civi and his team. Coping with the choices he’s made, things he’s done, and stuff he did, didn’t drink, no, he seen in family what drinking can do, smoking, also no. Never interested him, he isolated himself for a little bit when back home before going out and finding some pretty little thing to distract himself and maybe spoil with orgasms. There had been only a few times that Kyle had sat with John, watched as his captain drowned his sorrows, he would listen to him mumble on about anything and everything that was running a loop in his brain, a pitiful display that made Kyle sympathize with the man. It was hard at times to sit there, he looked up to John, idolized him, to see such a vulnerable side shook something in Kyle, and when one morning John woke up to find Kyle cleaning and throwing away the empty bottles John never invited Kyle back. Kyle moved into the same apartments though; to stay close and be support thinking maybe with the closeness his captain wouldn’t feel the need to drink so much and would instead lean on him.
It certainly wasn’t instantaneous that John turned to Kyle again for company and support, it was a few months till Kyle started seeing a positive change, less staggering movements, more coherent conversations, stronger eye contact. He was proud to see the change, even more so when his captain would start chatting more with the lads again, going out and not drinking, rather, on the rare occasion he did notice sideways looks to Simon, something unspoken. As much as he wanted to know what was going on and what changed between the two of them, he kept his distance and supported from a distance waiting for them to come to him and tell him. In the meantime, he kept to his routine, and Johnny all but confidently nosed his way into everything.
Kyle was charming his way through the bar, talking to girl after girl to figure out who he was feeling would be good enough to take to a motel, or back to her place for a night of decompression. When the girl he was chatting with leaned over giggling thats when he caught sight of him, Johnny, grinning and watching, pint in hand, chin in palm, trying to refocus on the girl he kept glancing back at Johnny before sighing, smiling and excusing himself. “What’r you doin mate?”
“Notin, jus sittin’ re enjoyin a cold one. What’r ye doin? Mate?” Johnny leaned over ever so slightly, relooking at the girl, who was watching the two of them, “Kinda cute, ye goin te pick her up?”
Kyle also looked back before slightly shrugging his shoulders, “I don’t know yet, bit giggly, was thinking of the girl in the corner instead.” Johnny, with no care in the world swiveled his head and looked openly at the girl in question nodding his head before laughing when Kyle swatted his chest, “Don’t make it so obvious.”
“Looks better, maybe lil stingy.” Johnny turned back, “So when we goin?”
Kyle slowly lowered his pint, squinting at Johnny, “What you goin on bout mate? WE?”
Johnny dramatically held his chest fawning, “Don tell me, ye was gon snuff me of a good night?”
“What?”
Johnny downed the rest of his pint, “Come on lad, keep up, we both know ye’r not that slow.” When silence settled between the two of them, Johnny leaned into the table, getting close. Kyle inched back, watching his fellow segreant, “Whas the matter lad? Ner been in a threesome?”
The question startle Kyle, threesome? With Johnny? Kyle swallowed the lump in his throat, one he didn’t realize had settled, “None of your business.” When Johnny started laughing and leaned back, Kyle swears he felt his cheeks warming up, and it wasn’t because of the 3 pints he already had. “What are you laughing about? Have you?”
“Of course.” The matter of factly tone carried to Kyle, “Ye want to have a try? They’re fun.”
“Isn’t it supposed to be more fun with 2 girls?”
Johnny shrugged his shoulders, “It’s fun when they’rs multiple body’s, wha ye got tucked between ye legs doesn’t matter.”
Kyle was definitely blushing and speechless, is he seriously coming out right now that he’s into guys? That he’s been with guys? “I didn’t know.”
“Know what?”
“That you were...well... are you...”
Johnny shrugged his shoulders, “No labels Gaz, I am what I am.” Kyle watched as Johnny grabbed his pint, stealing it and drinking the rest, “If ye not wantin to just say so lad, I won take no offense.”
Kyle was stiff, he wasn’t going to tell Johnny, he’d sooner shoot the man, but something in his stomach stirred at the thought of seeing Johnny in a threesome, Jesus, watching him with anyone. The man was a burning ball of energy, never seeming to be tired, the thought of his everlasting stamina in bed had Kyle intrigued. “Fine.”
Johnny smiled; “Wha’ was that?”
Kyle rolled his eyes, “Fine.”
Johnny grinned before standing up, “Follow my lead.”
That night, Kyle watched Johnny talk the girl into a threesome, well there wasn’t much convincing needed, the girl was squirmy in her seat and smug towards her friends at the prospect of 2 hot guys propositioning her for a threesome. Back at her place, Kyle was mesmerized by Johnny, the energy was high and when Kyle needed a moment to regather himself, Johnny was more than happy to put a show on. From then on, the two shared girls regularly, and eventually, started sending videos and pictures of girls when they didn’t have a threesome. It very quickly turned into a game for them, how many positions they could get the girl in, how long they could last receiving a blow job, how many orgasms they gave the girls, and soon, how long the girl can last waiting for them to turn their attention to her while they made out and sucked each other off. Johnny opened Kyle’s mind to more than one thing and they grew impossibly closer.
When Kyle had learned that John and Simon were in a similar situation as himself and Johnny, he couldn’t understand or describe what the feeling was stirring inside him, but he was more than anxious enough to tag in.
Johnny Mactavish, the man was always chatting and moving. Never one to sit for too long or stay in one place, it was like he was a ticking bomb (Hah) if he stayed still for too long his leg would start jumping or fingers tapping. He was confident that he was dealing with his issues properly, he fucked his pent-up emotions out, chatted vaguely with his dad with what he could about his tours and made regular home visits when he could to recharge with his proper social interactions that didn’t involve him between the legs of a man or woman. He drank socially, occasionally had shared a few drinks with John before trying to call it a night thinking that man would also go to bed, it wasn’t till later that he realized, he wouldn’t stop when they went their separate ways, rather he huddled inside and continued, suffering alone. He felt guilty, refusing to drink with him, rather he tried to suggest just watching a game together or chatting if need be.
He’d thought of telling his cap to just fuck it out of his system, bury his problems into a nice cunt, probably one that would take advantage of his low mental strength though, but that was a line he wasn’t sure John would appreciate him crossing, so he kept his mouth shut and like Kyle, moved into the apartment building as well offering silent support. When he started the regular shared hookups with Kyle, to then sending videos, he was on his own high, enjoying every moment and video. When he learned of Simon and John’s arrangement, he was more than eager throwing himself and Kyle into the middle of it, encouraging of the videos before jumping headfirst into the hookups. When he pulled Simon into a make out session, while he was in the middle of being balls deep in some girl whose name he’d already forgotten, he felt his lieutenant stiffen before grabbing his neck and forcing him to stay put while his tongue explores every inch of his mouth. Johnny felt every nerve ending working overtime as Simon’s free hand explored him, he didn’t miss the way John had halted, holding the girl down watching the two men share their own private moment.
Johnny grinned, he’d become a little devil in the group, always one first to encourage a group make out, to hooking up and sharing a girl. He started the bets and games, making Simon and John chuckle shaking their heads, but they never said no.
Foolish bets became their new coping mechanism, pushing each other to hit one someone or taking them home, never to the apartments though, and never real names. They created rules to manage themselves, don’t share anything personal, don’t get attached, don’t sleep with the same girl twice... unless she was good enough to see again, which in their opinion was rare. Biggest that Kyle had later vocalized after making the mistake...NEVER fall in love.
TF141, overgrown fuck boys that’s made a game of using women, sharing videos and stories and on the fun occasion sharing said women. Spotting you one day, one of them approaches trying to make you another video in their collection just for you to turn them down and even maybe embarrass them. …. They get so caught up in the scene and poking jabs at said fellow mate for failing, you become a bet for them, only to see which could get with you and make a video. No big prize, nothing special, just a fun distraction. They work endlessly to woo you, breaking unspoken rules just to get close, biggest rule being… no feelings. How are they going to rewrite their lies they’ve told you to convince you how they really feel??? Idk, it’s a thought that’s been rattling in my head, so many details, so much angst, and a group of disgusting, emotionally immature men wishing that they hadn’t lied in the first place. Thoughts?
Simon "Ghost" X Johnny "Soap" X AFAB!Reader | TF141 X AFAB!Reader
Masterlist | Part 6 | Part 7
It had been a few days following since you'd seen any of the other guys, John had been regularly texting you checking on you and chatting. Kyle had called a few times doing the same, Johnny wasn't getting home quite on time much either but you assumed that was mostly because they must be getting ready to be leaving soon. Who you haven't really heard from was Simon, you texted him the other day and he didn't get back to you till a day and a half later with a short :
Tuesday 7:24 a.m
Y/N: Hey Si🤗, will you be busy tomorrow? I was hoping we could go to that little tea shop, I need a restock.
I'll even get us some lunch😋
Thursday 8:47p.m
Simon💀🖤: Busy right now luv
Starring at the text you sighed, a whole day later he replied to your text, he's been quiet and where you thought at one time you two were getting close something felt off. You almost wanted to ask Johnny if he knew anything but you weren't sure how to bring it up.
Pushing up from the couch you went into the kitchen and pulled from the oven the brownie you had been baking, dinner was done a while ago but you were waiting for Johnny. He had promised you he would be home for dinner and you were getting slightly tired. Hearing the front door open and his familiar chuckle made you light up as you turned and stepped into the threshold to the living room freezing.
The sight before you felt like you were intruding, the gentle caress of Simon's fingers along Johnny's cheek before he knelt down taking his and Johnny's boots off. When he stood they shared a soft kiss before Simon put his mask back over his lips.
Turning on your heel you stood back in front of the brownie, hands shaking, heart pounding in your chest, the heated kiss between Kyle and Johnny a few days ago was so far different from the soft careful kiss between Simon and Johnny. "Bonnie, ye're still awake?"
You didn't miss the confusion in his tone, rather it stung your heart, he couldn't have forgotten his promise. "Yeah."
Turning to look over your shoulder you seen the way Johnny stepped from Simon, their hands unclasping. When Johnny got behind you, even though you could feel the warmth of his body against your back, his arms wrapping around your waist you felt a cold shiver run down your back. "Thought ye would be in bed by now bonnie, everything okay?"
Nodding your head you moved around him setting the brownie on the table yours and his plate dished up and waiting, "I'm going to bed now, I'm pretty tired." Taking the foil off the plates you tossed them before making your way for the stairs, "Enjoy, you can leave the dishes I'll do them in the morning." Avoiding looking at Simon you quickly went up the stairs and closed the door behind yourself. Tearing up you sniffled before grabbing one of your sweatshirts that you hadn't worn in a while before tucking in under the blankets pulling the hoodie up coiling into yourself. Hearing your phone ding you reached for it.
Big Bear🐻🥰: Hi baby, how was your day?
Lil Cub🐻❤️: ok
-urs?
Big Bear🐻🥰: Baby?
Lil Cub🐻❤️: ea?
Big Bear🐻🥰: Sweat girl, what's wrong? don't say nothing.
-Your texts are usually longer...more cheerful
Your heart ached, you wanted to tell John what you witnessed between Johnny and Simon and how you were feeling but you weren't sure how to say anything. You didn't want to be looked at like a fool.
Big Bear🐻🥰: Do I need to come over?
Lil Cub🐻❤️: No, but could I come over tomorrow?
Big Bear🐻🥰: Of course
-You never have to ask that
-I'll give you a key tomorrow
Lil Cub🐻❤️: you don't have to do that
Big Bear🐻🥰: I will, you're always welcome over, even when I'm not there baby
-Now
-Are you going to tell me what's wrong
-Or will I need to wait till tomorrow to get it out of you?
Lil Cub🐻❤️: I think I'll talk tomorrow
-I don't know how to really talk about it right now
Big Bear🐻🥰: Okay baby
-Want me to pick you up tomorrow after work?
Lil Cub🐻❤️: No, I'll drive over when you get off
Big Bear🐻🥰: Let me know when you'll be off tomorrow and I'll meet you at my place
Lil Cub🐻❤️: k, night my big bear🐻🥰❤️
Big Bear🐻🥰: Good night my little cub🐻❤️🫶
Putting your phone on the charger you curled back into the blankets sighing your chest feeling heavy. Closing your eyes when you heard the door open and the sound of both men walking in before the shuffling of clothes reached your ears.
"She sleeping?" Simon's gruff voice filled the room, you tried to even your breathing before you felt the blanket lift in front of you and behind you the bed dipping.
"No, but she's trying to act like she is." The humor in his tone vibrated in his chest as he poked your nose. "Why ye all bundled up bonnie? Cold?"
Feeling Simon shuffle up against your back side you shuffled to a ball nodding your head tucking into the pillow, "Ya"
It was quiet for a moment before they both pushed and squeezed you between them, Johnny untucking your limbs to wrap them around him and through your legs over his waist while Simon inched his hands and arms up your sweat shirt. "Then we'll need to fix that." Simon huffed squeezing your sides before one of his hands slipped over to Johnny holding him.
Unable to fall asleep the whole night you stayed as still as possible taking advantage of when they would shift to push and ease them away from your body, which was hard due to each time they would reach out grabbing hold of each other over you or tightening their grip onto you grumbling. When you ended up finally closing your eyes too tired to fight to push them away your phones alarm blared making you jump and the guys start turning and rewrapping around you groaning. Pushing Johnny you huffed, "Move Johnny." Listening to him grumble you were able to climb over him and turned your alarm off before looking over your shoulder and watching as they hugged each other, Johnny's face nuzzled into Simon's chest their legs tangling. As Simon started slowly dragging his hand up and down Johnny's back you made your way to the bathroom with clothes to change. Doing your morning routine you sighed before stepping out and grabbing a bag, to stuff some clothes in before making your way downstairs and getting your coffee and toast, looking at the washed dishes on the counter. Going to the door you started putting your shoes on and grabbed a spare pair before slipping out going to your car.
Pulling into the parking lot you looked at your phone seeing Johnny calling you. Answering just before the ringing stopped you held the phone to your ear walking in, "Morning."
"Bonnie? Where r'ye?"
"Work, sorry, I wasn't able to make breakfast." There was a pause over the phone as you set your stuff down at your desk waiting.
"Evrthin okay?" The hesitancy and nervousness made you feel guilty and sick.
"Yeah, I'm good." You tried so hard to sound normal, whatever that would be.
"What time ye off, thought we co-"
"I'm going over to John's after work tonight." The words flew past your lips cutting him off before you could even think. The silence that followed was deafening, your heart pounding.
"Oh" You heard the hushed tone of Simon asking what's wrong in the back ground, making you feel like you were third wheeling them somehow.
"I have to go, I'm spending the night over there so, I guess I'll see you tomorrow. Bye Johnny." Hanging up before he could respond you set your phone down on your desk staring at it. You almost wanted to call back but decided they can console each other. Getting yourself situated you got to work ignoring the random texts throughout the day from Johnny and surprisingly Simon. But Simon's texts were mostly asking why you were ignoring Johnny, and telling you to at least respond to him. Half way through the day Simon called you and proceeded to leave you a voice mail.
Taking a moment you decided to listen, "Y/N, what's going on? Just answer your phone. You can't answer Gaz and have a 20 minute talk with him to then ignore Johnny right after. Just talk to him, he's worried he did something wrong....... Luv, answer the damn phone." Realizing that you were crying you tried to wipe your face grabbing your things and left, getting into your car you started making your way to John's.
"Hi darling, how's your day?" at hearing you sniffle John set his pen down, "Darlin?"
"I'm heading to your place, I know it's early and your still have work...I'll wai-"
"I'll be there just after you, I'm leaving now." Hearing shuffling and a door closing you sighed.
"I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize, we'll talk properly when I get there." Hearing the firmness in his tone and the care, you tried to stop the tears or broken sob.
"Okay." You really hope you weren't making too big a deal of things but the insecurity of everything was weighing to much on your heart and mind.
"Sweetie, deep breath and relax. Need you getting there in one piece okay?"
"Yeah, yeah I know." Taking the deep breath you made the rest of the way to his place pulling into a spot, "I'm here."
"Right behind you."
Hanging up, you grabbed your over night bag and just before you could open your door it opened and John cupped your cheek looking at you. Breaking again you let him grab your bag from you as you wrapped your arms around him.
"Come on darling, let's get you inside." Following closely behind him you went in. Feeling him pick you up you wrapped your arms around his shoulders before feeling him sit on his couch setting you into his lap. "Okay darling, what's going on?"
Taking a moment to collect yourself you sat up, his hands and fingers carefully wiping tears from your cheeks, "I'm being ridiculous." You whispered.
"No, come on, talk with me." The gentleness of his tone and soft caressing had you thinking of Simon and Johnny.
"Was there ever anything that happened between you all?" The stiff pause before he slowly continued holding you made you pout even more. "Just be honest with me please?"
"We all used to..." Looking up at him he froze up before sighing, "It was long before he met you darling."
"But you all have slept with each other." As he nodded you sniffled, "Have you guys done anything since he and I-"
"No." The firm and quick answer was only reassuring that he hadn't but the gut wrenching feeling that ....
"What about Simon and Johnny?" The broken question made you sob as you stared into his eyes.
"Darling."
"When Johnny and I first started dating he talked about all of you, highly and kindly but he never stopped talking about..." Coughing you shook your head. "It's stupid, I've slept with all of you, I'm d-dating you....but they..." Recollecting yourself you straightened up, "Simon hasn't barely talked to me since that night much anymore and then last night... Johnny had swore to me he would be home for dinner because he hasn't been home like usual and I figured maybe you guys were all getting busy because you guys might be leaving soon. But when they both walked in, the way Simon was touching Johnny, caressing him, and then in bed they were reaching over me." Looking into his eyes you whispered, "I can't help but feel like the mistress that's ruining their happy ending."
John pulled you into his chest kissing your head, his hands rubbing up and down your back, arms, shoulders, everything. Anywhere he can reach he massaged, "I can't begin to tell you how wrong that is, or how much Johnny fucking loves you. When he first just laid his eyes on you, hadn't even talked to you, he was smitten. Talked our ears off on how beautiful you looked and when he finally worked up the courage to start talking to you, he stopped any and all physical relations with us. Every conversation was of your guys happy ending and how taken by you he is." Feeling him laugh you looked up at him, "Bloody fuckin hell luv, when he finally brought you round to introduce you to us, I understood how easy it was for him to be taken by you. I was right jealous and envious, and like I told you before, came back here cock in hand unable to control myself from saying your name every time." Sniffling you giggled, "You didn't ruin any happy bullshit ending darling, you brightened his, ours, all of us. Simon is a man with walls built so high that no matter how much we think we know him....He's quiet but, he cares about you. Dearly, obsessively." He paused for a moment before, "He'd never trust me if he heard me tell you, but darling, when Simon found out Johnny was having you have one night stands and sending him videos, the man was practically begging Johnny to let him sleep with you, bring your nickers for him, pictures or at least send him the videos. At one point he made Johnny do pointless work as pay back for not throwing him a bone to bring him your nickers." The blush covering your face made you tuck your face into his neck.
"Oh my god John."
"I'm serious, but you didn't hear that from me....Nor did you hear that he did steal a pair of your underwear that night we all first slept with you because he wasn't sure if you would want to be with him again." You looked at him with wide eyes.
"Seriously?" You both laughed, sniffling you relaxed into him. "So, I was actually just over thinking then, huh?"
"Sorry darling, but yeah. Johnny wouldn't ever do anything to risk losing you." The soft chuckle in his tone made you blush like a tomato, "Simon really does care about you lil cub." The nick name had you looking up at him. He kissed just beside your lips humming to himself. "Working yourself up like that, poor lil cub."
Feeling thoroughly foolish and slowly aroused by how deep John's voice is getting as he starts calling you by his special nickname. As the both of you started kissing John's phone started ringing. You guys pulled apart as he pulled his phone out, he glanced at you before answering and putting the phone on speaker.
"Cap? Where'r ye?"
You looked at John eyes widening, you held your breathe, "I went home for the day."
The line was quiet, and when you heard Simon question him on where their captain was your heart clenched. "Are you with her?"
You looked down into your lap before feeling his hand on your waist move up and tilt your chin. "Yeah, she's right here."
You pouted not yet sure what to say, "Johnny?"
It was so quiet before a broken sigh rang through the phone and Simon's trying to get Johnny to answer him, "Bonnie, whatever I did, bonnie, I'm so very sorry. Please talk to me. What did I do?" He started breaking down over the phone, you heard what sounded like Simon shuffling and moving Johnny somewhere before a door closed. Hearing Johnny sniffle and pleading for you to talk to him made you cry with him.
"Johnny, Johnny baby listen." The both of you sniffled as you listened to him taking deep breathes, "I'm sorry for not answering you, I'm sorry. You didn't d-do anything, it was just all in my head."
"Hey, no, no Johnny, you and Simon get Kyle and come to my place, there's a bit we need to talk about to clear things up."
"Clear what up?" Simon's voice made you look away trying to turn your body subconsciously from him still ashamed.
Feeling John pinch your side you flinched looking at him with your eye brows scrunched up, "A misunderstanding and something that should've been cleared up from the start of this."
"Oh fuck, Bonnie..." And like that you already knew Johnny could tell what was the matter. "Bonnie-"
"No, not over the phone please." You whispered shame and guilt making you curl back into John's chest.
The line was quiet before both men sighed, "Okay, okay, we'll find Kyle and be right there." Before anyone hung up Johnny sighed again cursing under his breathe, "Bonnie, I love you so damn much."
"Me too." Hanging up the phone you leaned into John again feeling so stupid and scared. You really hoped he wasn't mad at you, hoped none of them would be mad at you, John says they all care about you but they can care and still be annoyed and mad at you. "I'm such a idiot, my big bear." You groaned stuffing your face into his neck.
"Keep up this pity party you have going and I'm going to put you over my knee, lil cub. We'll all talk once they get here, it was an overlooked factor. It'll get cleared up, now stop pouting and calling yourself stupid."
Biting your lip you smirked a little looking up at him, "You'll put me over your knee, big bear?"
The grin on his face before you squealed in surprise when he man handled you to your stomach in his lap, his big palm squeezing and rubbing your ass before a swift slap made you gasp. "I follow through with my word lil cub. Do you need more?"
Trying not to moan, your thighs clenched together before glancing over your shoulder you gripped his leg before arching your back making your ass raise a little into his palm, "Maybe a few more, sir."
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I DON'T KNOW! Hopefully ya'll enjoyed, apologize for the big gap in posting, life as been real crap lately. Going to start getting back into the groove of writing again though, have quite a few more story ideas and maybe some shorts. If ya'll have ideas or requests always feel free to send them in. 🤗🫡
Husband!John Price x AFAB!Reader | Obesessed!Ghost x AFAB!Reader
Masterlist | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
Tag list 🖤: @lazybean145
MDNI!!!
It had been a few days since you'd last seen Simon, the morning after the three of you 'connected' on the couch he was out of bed and gone. Talking with John on whether you had over stepped or pushed him to far when guiding him to pleasure him, John comforted you, assuring you everything was okay. Little hard to believe when he wasn't answering your texts or calls neither John's and John hadn't seen him at the base either. Pacing around the house, making jumbled texts of apologizes to him you bundled up on the couch on the phone with John. Jumping when the front door opened you gasped running and wrapping your arms tightly around Simon's stomach afraid he would leave otherwise, "Oh my god, Simon!" Tears sliding down your cheeks you looked up at him, "I'm so sorry Si, I'm sorry." Uncontrollably you rambled, about forcing him, making him uncomfortable, anything and everything you could think of that might have been the reason for him to leave without a word and literally ghost the both of you.
"Luv, woah, luv breath." He cupped your cheeks stepping all the way in with you kicking the door closed he pulled you into his chest stroking your hair. "Stop. Stop apologizing luv, just relax, breath for me." His voice was so calm, tone level, breathing in deeply you relaxed into him tightening your arms when he moved to pull away. "Come on luv, lets go sit down." Walking with you to the couch you crawled into his lap sniffling.
"I'm sorry Simon, if I over stepped, made you do something you weren't comfortable or ready with? Anything, I'm so sorry, I never wanted you to leave. Not like that."
"Oh luv, listen okay.” Nodding your head, you absentmindedly set your phone onto the coffee table forgetting that you were on the phone with John, who listened to the two of you talk. "Alright, I'm sorry for leaving the way I had, I wasn't uncomfortable to be honest luv, although I had hoped that Cap would be here, I know he'll be out late tonight. Everything was just a surprise to me, I'd never done any of that before, never thought I would or even thought I would be interested." He said wiping your tears away. Laying a soft kiss to your cheeks and eyes he looked into your eyes. "I should've stayed, but I needed some time."
You sighed nodded, "We should've talked it over before hand, we just acted, that is on us." You said slowly pulling off his face mask, "We'll talk about everything, boundaries, limits and comfortabilities and everything." Simon kissed you slowly, nodding against you holding you against him.
"I wasn't mad, just confused." He still sounded confused, even to John. You looked into his eyes cupping his cheek, feeling him lean into your hand you rested your forehead against his.
“I’m happy you came back, I was so worried, you complete John and me.” If only you could feel how whole that made Simon as his heart pounded in his chest, your soft hand cupping his rough cheek. Slowly falling back into the couch with Simon nestled against your chest you kissed every inch of his face combing your fingers through his hair massaging his scalp, his hands squeezing and rubbing any and all skin he could get his hands on while your sweet, soft voice cooed gentle praises into his ear, his mind melting as his heart and soul started to become even more consumed by you. He never thought this could become a reality for himself during those long lonely nights, his body craving to be closer to you, aching to feel your serene touch, pained at not hearing your loving words not being directed at him but at your husband. Who, was still listening, now rushing to try and finish his work, put the fact that in a week he and the lads will have to leave for a few months on the back burner of his mind.
The moment between you and Simon stretched on forever, the world around the two of you blacked out, the touches between the two of you building to a needy touch. Turning his head he slowly pushed himself more up over you, kissing you back, soft kisses becoming desperate and full, your lips mindlessly moving and connecting with him, your bodies already know how to form to the other, binding and blending your limbs, where one started and the other ended was a blur. Lazily you each removed the other’s clothes, the wet sound of kissing and huffed moans passed between the two of you, your pussy already drenched and sticking to his abs as he made you grind against him. Whimpering at the stimulation to your clit you tried grabbing at him, only for him to laced his fingers with yours and pull your arm up over your head (like the gif) kissing you smiling as you started whining about wanting to be filled by him.
As much as he adored giving you what you want and desire he couldn’t help but be a bit selfish in wanting to hear you saying and beg him for more, needing him, wanting him. He’d wanted you for so long hearing you even if for a moment beg and plead how much you want and need him he felt happy, carefully easing himself into you he groaned heavily in your neck at the tightness. Gasping, you arched up into him, legs spreading as much as possible to make room and accommodate his size, you incoherently babbled as he slowly thrusted into you. The sloppy mess of your blended drool slid down your cheek much like the slick spreading on your thighs and his groin. The sloshing and wet slapping of skin had you dumbing down enraptured by the pleasure and feeling of Simon enveloping you, covering you completely with his body.
The thought that John will get home later, the couch a complete mess of yours and Simon’s fluids staining it no doubt, the house smelling of sex, and the two of you, hopefully, still pawing and fucking into each other like hormonal teenagers had you cumin around him making him grunt from how tight you were getting and then the spasming of your walls trying to milk his balls. Huffing he started kissing and sucking on any space of skin that he could reach all over you without having to pull out, his thrusts even slower than before, stretching out your blissful orgasm. Your moans quiet against the wetness between your thighs, Simon sitting up pulling you fully against his hips, “Ready for me to fill this pretty cunt?”
“God, yes please, Si I need you.” Grunting when he started pounding into you, the breath feeling as though it was being punched from your lungs. Whining out when the head of his dick would push into your cervix, his shaft rubbing against your gummy spot making your legs wrap tightly around his waist, toes curl and fingers scratch down his forearms trying to ground yourself as you felt his cock twitch. Crying out you came again around him your walls clenching tightly milking him forcing him to cum, his hips didn’t relent though, they continued to pound into your full cunt.
The night continued like that, Simon overstimulating the both of you before John got home. Who, in which, walked through the door and sure enough the swift smell of sex hit him making him walk into the living room to see Simon give one last weak thrust into you with a broken whimper, both your eyes tear filled, bodies shaking, breathing labored. Simon fell back into the arm of the couch, his dick slipping out of you easily making you whine at the loss and empty feeling. Shrugging his coat off he smiled when you looked over at him, dazed and fucked out. "Hi darling." Simon turned his head and looked at John turning his body and gave him a full view of your cunt, overflowed with his cum, cunt and couch a mess with him.
"Hi honey, welcome home." You said stretching out eyes closed, oblivious to the shared look between John and Simon. After a few moments of silence, a gentle kiss was laid on your forehead, the familiar feeling of John's beard brushing against your skin before it was gone just as quickly as you had felt it. Laying there a few moments longer you felt relaxed and sated before holding your breath when you heard something like a sucking, opening your eyes you peaked down and rather quickly you felt turned on at the sight biting on your lip.
John was kneeled before Simon, between his legs, his lips wrapped around Simon's dick, one hand holding the base while the other rested on his shaking thigh. John's eyes were focused on Simon, watching as his eyes were squeezed closed, groans and quiet curses falling from his lips before he would look down, watching as the older man practically cleaned his dick of your fluids and mixed with his own cum. Slowly sitting up more you let one hand slip between your thighs, fingers easily sliding over your clit a quiet strangled whimper muffled behind your closed lips. Shuddering when both men looked over at you, you couldn't help but to slide two fingers into your stuffed cunt gasping when John pulled your ankle dragging you to them. As he lifted up from Simon's cock, the audible pop made you look down and see that Simon was hard again. John had set you into Simon’s lap, who helped hold you to his chest, John spread your legs to either side of Simon’s thighs. He watching as Simon’s cum slid out of your pussy and down dripping onto Simon’s dick, almost like frosting, the sight making him lick his lips before leaning back down and sucking Simon’s cock back into his mouth, the groan ringing in your ears before your moan sinked up with him when you felt John’s fingers dipping into you.
“Shit.” Drawing your fingers into his hair you smiled when he looked up at him, before you pushed him deeper down Simon thrusting your hips to meet his fingers. Even through the overstimulation you felt a new hunger at the sight of your loving husband going down on your lover. Simon’s hands covered yours, the both of you moving John’s head, Simon grunting against your shoulder teeth grazing your skin making you shiver. “Fuck, cap, deeper.” The broken strain in Simon’s voice made you whine and gasp as he started thrusting up to meet John’s mouth.
Trying to fight the urge to close your legs around John’s head you moaned as he slide a third finger in working you to another orgasm. Feeling over whelmed and delirious from the pleasure you felt your brain just melt and succumb to both men, “Daddy.” Over Simon’s guttural grunts and John’s moaning they both heard you quiet call, making Simon draw one hand up to your breast squeezing and playing with your nipple while John used his thumb to press on and rub your aching clit. Pulling on John’s hair you felt yourself propelling towards an orgasm as you cried out, Simon whined beneath you as John plunged down, his nose in the trimmed blonde pubs feeling as Simon’s dick twitched in his throat before ropes of cum was shooting down his throat.
You squirted making John pull up and cover your pussy with his mouth humming as you shook whining incoherently about the overstimulation. As you and Simon huffed trying to come down, while John got up undoing his belt and pants your dazed eyes locked onto his hands watching him, needy for more of him, you let out a surprised squeal when Simon locked his arms under your knees and made you lay on him as he went to the side and held you open for John. “You got one more in you for me darling?” You couldn’t help the way your cunt clenched around nothing while he got between yours and Simon’s spread legs.
Part of you wanted to ask if he was questioning you or Simon, but the glint in his eye as he was dragging his gaze over your body told you your answer. “Yes daddy.”
As he slowly swiped the head of his cock along your slit he smiled, “My good girl.” Shifting your hips to try and get him to just enter you, you moaned at the feeling of his tip pushing at your entrance. “Hold her tight.” Before Simon could say anything John rammed into you, his thrusts taking your breath away, quickly finding his rhythm as you loudly moaned practically screaming from the pleasure, Simon pulled your knees all the way to your chest making John plough deeper into you, all his weight pressing you tightly between him and Simon making it impossible for you to even squirm.
Feeling full and overstimulated like never before your brain couldn’t register or gather that as John was thoroughly fucking into you he was also gently caressing Simon’s cheek with one hand before he laced his fingers with the man holding your legs up. The moment between the two soft and sweet even though your porn worthy moans, sloshing dripping cunt was beautiful background noise to their unspoken moment.
Simon, looking up at John felt so overwhelmed, he’d known for a very long time he was over obsessed with you, unhealthy so but he never cared. He’d fantasized about having you, loving you and claiming you, but now John was making a mess of his brain, he’s found himself attracted to men before, confused and shoved the feeling aside never to dwell on those feelings but now John was remixing the pot. Looking up at him, Simon felt something swelling in his chest at the sight of his own cum on John’s lips and drying on his beard, the down right desire and new need to some how claim John just as much as he could claim you, over ran Simon.
None of you could hold back your grunts moans or whimpers, wiggling an arm free you found Simon’s hand and laced your fingers with his squeezing every time John’s shaft rubbed against your sweet spot. Johns hand still sweetly caressing Simon’s cheek, Simon tilted his head to kiss and nip by your ears his grunts making your cunt clench. Being filled by your amazing husband and your lover grunting in your ear made you feel like you were in heaven. “John, I’m going to cum.” You whine feeling your muscles tightening, walls fluttering as his pace started faltering at the sensation, already spent you tried to wait for your husband but as soon as his thumb rubbed over your clit, you cried out, legs trying to kick out, eyes closed tightly and body shaking violently. If Simon hadn’t of tightened his grip on you, you would have surely fallen right off him.
John grunted pushing fully against you, his dick twitch against you, constricting walls, huffing as he halted gathering himself as he slowly pulled out of you and wat he’d as your pussy started clenching around nothing, a pretty sight of his and Simon’s mixed cum slipping out of you and dripping onto Simon’s twitching, spent cock.
Making his way to the kitchen ha grabbed a few hand clothes and cups of water, sitting in the coffee table he wiped you down as you still laid on Simon humming happily playing with Simon’s fingers. When he finished he helped you sit up and onto the couch handing you a cup of water, your fingers wrapping around it slowly chugging from the glass as John kissed your forehead before resting a hand on Simon’s shoulder pushing him to lay back down gently. Just as gentle as John was with you, wiping you down and massaging your limbs he repeated the process with Simon. The sight making you smile sweetly and feel warmth spread in your chest, and when John was done, Simon sitting up reaching for the second glass you tried to hold back to little breath as John lightly grabbed the side of Simon’s neck and pulled him forward a gentle chaste kiss between the two.
John was slow in pulling back, making sure the kiss was light and could stop if Simon was uncomfortable. But Simon pushed forward exploring the feelings swimming in his chest as he tasted John, both men humming at the quickly adapted rhythm of their bodies with each other. You were in awe, they looked even more handsome, caught by surprise when Simon and John reached out for you and pulled you towards them, John taking your glass while Simon guided you into their kiss, what started off as a sweet moment between the two turned into a clash of teeth and tongue when you joined. Settling in Simon’s lap as their hands massaged your hips and thighs you melted in their grasp high off their love.
You weren’t sure when you all pulled apart but you wrapped your arms snuggly around Simon’s shoulders as he carried you up to your room snuggling in behind you as John made his way in laying with the two of you.
“We leave in a week.”
Freezing you looked at John, if there was ever a way to kill the mood and make anxiety cover you like a blanket it, John did it. “Are you serious?”
“I’m sorry darling.” He kissed your forehead, you could feel Simon’s lips moving slowly over your shoulder blades. Sometimes you wondered how you could do this, when he’s gone you feel like a ghost of yourself (Simon would laugh and you know it), you struggled to not think of the worst when he’s gone, body always aching because a piece of your soul was missing every time he left. And now Simon? You could already feel your heart breaking into bits in order to give Simon anything and everything you could that you hadn’t already given to John. Now they were both leaving and you were going to be nothing without them, your anxiety and fear will bubble up and over run you while they are gone. Trying to pull John closer as you scooted ever close to Simon without fusing your bodies together you tried to block it from your mind choosing to ignore his warning. It mostly felt like a threat, always did, you hated it.
Through the silence your men could feel the turmoil in you and followed you in squeezing you between them letting the topic end there. You’d fallen asleep not long after, letting the fact that the night was still good, even if John had to put a sour twist to the ending. Simon still came home to the both of you, he’s excepting both you and John, and you were feeling whole in their arms.
With the following week you spent every slipping moment with them, whether together or alone, you wanted to soak in their attention and love, burning every sweet, heated touch into your body. You let them leave marks all over you. Soap questioning how once when he ran into you and Simon at the market what was going on, why wasn’t he invited over. You couldn’t help but to blush, he was a handsome man and to think of the things that you guys were doing and for him to ask to be invited next time made you hold back the giggle threatening to escape as Simon huffed, and when you two were alone back at home he thoroughly fucked the giggles from your throat asking if you were that much of a slag that you would let Johnny fuck you like this.
Standing on the front porch watching them drive off you felt more anxious with both men that have your heart leave for a few months. John reassured you that they'll be back before you knew it. You just couldn't help holding your hands to your stomach, the nagging feeling that you should've told them this morning about the stupid stick you peed on and what it told you. As John's truck reached the end of the drive way, your feet made a mad dash carrying you to them, making John break and both men get out worried as they watched a few tears fall down your cheeks.
"Wait, please."
"Darling, what's the matter? It's going to be ok-"
"I'm pregnant!" The choked confession had you pawing at them for dear life, sniffling, "I took a test this morning and another because I didn't believe it but... I am. I'm scared." You whispered looking down, fear gripped your insides, John and you planned for kids but neither of you were sure of what Simon wanted. What if he didn't want it? What if it's his and John gets mad? What if John changed his mind?
"Really?" Looking up you sucked in a breathe as both men were smiling, "Oh baby, fuck!" John wrapped his arms around you and lifted you up kissing your cheeks, eyes and finally lips squeezing tightly before setting you down gently, "Sorry, was the too tight?"
Before you could answer Simon kissed you, his hand resting over yours on your stomach, "You're going to look so fucking sexy round with our baby when we get home." The quiet, rumbling admiration had you tingling and light.
"Promise you both will come back home to me." You whined as they sandwiched you between them their hands resting on top of our stomach, all of your guy's fingers laced together.
"We will." They promised, giving you sweet lasting kisses before leaving.
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Upon their return, they pampered you and took care of everything, John admitting that he put in for retirement, Simon still staying listed on. When Kyle, his girl and Johnny came over one day for a football game and saw that you were pregnant John and Simon came out that Simon was now part of your guys relationship. Which had Johnny thoroughly loosing his mind while Kyle and his girl gave their congrats. You giggled as Johnny pouted about being left out only for Simon's possessive side to kick into over drive and be a thorough burrier between him and you. Through your pregnancy, Kyle's girlfriend was a steady visitor as well as Johnny, to your surprise, but he was admittedly feeling lonely and was trying to weasel his way in only to be shut down by Simon.
When the baby came, Johnny found himself a nurse that had you rolling in laughter as she ordered him around and he all but was practically wagging his tail at every order. You, John and Simon lived openly and contently raising your children. You were happy that John all but forced Simon from his shadows, your guy's love bleeding into each other, tying you all together. None of you wouldn't change anything.
Waking up to arms being wrapped tightly around you and snoring, drowning out the faint whisper of hushed tones you huffed slowly stretching your limbs and carefully turning so as to have a little more room. Lifting your head you looked down the length of the bed and saw Johnny and Simon re-removing their shirts before looking at you, Johnny giving you his cheeky smile, “Hey there bonnie.”
“Hi.” Your voice was hoarse and scratchy from sleep as you started sitting up twitching slightly at the strain on your back, “God.”
“Need a hand luv?” Reaching out and grabbing onto Simon’s outstretched hand you let him tug you up and to the foot of the bed. His other hand grabbing onto your waist to steady you as you gasped looking down at your thighs.
“Jesus.” Both men looked down, the sight of their mixed cum from the night now on your thighs, your bed still wet from you cumming had you blushing. “Don’t look.” Trying to use your free hand to cover yourself you stumbled off the bed till Johnny made his way to your side.
“No need to be embarrassed, Bonnie, only natural.” If he didn’t have such a charming smile and the look in his eyes didn’t make your knees weak and want to redo last night you’d push his face rolling your eyes.
“Why couldn’t you guys at least wipe me down?”
“Cause now we can share a shower.” Trying to not smile at Simon you walked into your bathroom, looking at your shower you were a little nervous on how this was even going to work, your shower was barely big enough to fit two people let alone two big ass guys and yourself. As you turned on the water and made sure it got to the perfect temperature Johnny and Simon stripped down before Johnny turned you around shocking you and picking you up, your legs wrapping around his waist, they squeezed in and Simon got to working lathering your washcloth with soap before washing your back, neck, arms, peeling them from around Johnny’s shoulders then your cunt. You were otherwise preoccupied with Johnny, who had connected his lips with yours kissing you tenderly and sweetly, his hands gripping your ass. He groaned as he could feel Simon’s hand in the washcloth bumping his cock and your hips moving whenever the cloth would graze your clit.
As Simon hooked his arms under your knees Johnny guided you to lean back into Simon’s chest as he then took the washcloth from Simon and wiped down your legs and front as Simon held you and kissed along your neck and shoulders humming against your skin.
As the three of you enjoyed a slow shower, tender touches, sweet kisses and lingering glances, John and Kyle went to their rooms to shower quickly after reading the note that Simon left on the desk for them. Meeting up together in the rec room they went to an abandoned training building on the edge of the base, “How the hell did she even get into our barracks?”
“Someone must have forgotten to lock the doors, we also weren’t really planning to take the route that we did.” John said, closing the doors behind himself and Kyle, “But thankfully our girl is more than understanding and loving enough to listen to us and give us a chance.” Eyes hardening as he glanced at the tied up and duct taped Angie, she looked frantically between the two men, tears cascading down her cheeks, one black eye, nose bleeding, and a knife stuck in her thigh.
“Wouldn’t have had the mess if this slag listened in the first place.” Her muffled whining as she tried to thrash and shake her head, “What?”
Ripping the tape from her mouth, she cried out before huffing, “Please, I won’t say anything just let me go! I don’t deserve this! I didn’t do anything!!”
“You made our girl question her standing with us. Made her question our love and loyalty to her. You overstepped time and time again with us when we’ve always told you not to touch us and to respect our boundaries. You’ve made shitty jabs and comments about her. Because of you, we almost lost her.” John leaned close to her face as she looked horrified back at him, “You deserve everything that’s coming your way and then some.”
“Bonnie said she was going to be busy in the clinic for a bit but she’ll meet up with us at the jeeps so we can get lunch later.” Johnny and Simon walked in, Simon glaring at Angie who screamed at the top of her lungs when she saw the door open, hoping, praying that someone heard her.
A loud slap shut her up as John used every ounce of his strength to strike his hand across her cheek when she screamed. “We can’t be too long, we still will have to dispose of her and you’ll need to write up that she’d gone AWOL.” Simon said, arms crossed tightly over his chest as she looked shocked at all of them.
“You’re seriously going to kill me because of her?” New tears started falling as everything was settling in that she was truly going to die. “Why can’t you just transfer me? I swear I won’t tell anyone what you guys ha- AAAAAAAAH!” Johnny had twisted the knife that was in her leg before ripping it out of her leg at an angle widening the slit before stabbing her knee and twisting, digging in and through.
John grabbed a fist full of her hair and yanked back, she looked up at him, fear imprinted into her features, “If you were even close to lucky enough for us to consider of transferring you we know your loud mouth would spill everything before you even settling in where you would get dumped off at.”
“No point in us wasting our time tracking you down and finishing what we’ve started at a later date.” Kyle said, voice flat and void, uncharacteristically.
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You happily sat between Kyle and Johnny, fingers laced with Kyle as his thumb ran over your knuckles looking at him smiling sweetly as he kissed your hand. Lunch was bliss as Kyle sat by you the whole time trying to keep all your attention on him using his charm to his full ability feeling proud whenever you would blush and try to hide your face in Simon’s shoulder. The day ended on a wonderful note, due to mostly that you did see even a glance of Angie all day. As the days went by, you grew more and more comfortable with them all again, everything going back to how they once were.
John even let you come on missions again, of course you were to be glued to someone's side at all times and you didn’t fight on it, following orders to the letter pride and happiness making you shine when John would praise you for doing as you were told. They also dedicated every Sunday to you, all attention was on you, they catered to your every wish and command, praise and love poured into you the moment you wake up till the moment you fall asleep. Of course if for any reason during the week that they picked up on something being wrong with you they dropped everything to listen and take care of you. They always checked in with you before you had a chance to check in with them. You all even talked about your relationship when at home, the one that was mostly farther than the rest was Johnny, but you all agreed that after your next deployment depending on how things went with your comfortability this time home they were looking for a home that was big enough for all of them to live together.
Of course everything went smoothly and a month before they were due to go home they all were looking up houses, Johnny did ask if they could find something close enough to his family which everyone was fine with. In no time they bought a house, listed it under your name and everything else, the guys refused to let you use a dime in purchasing the place and claimed they were going to give you everything you need and let your money be for spoiling yourself instead. Meeting Johnny’s family was nerve wracking but they accepted you instantly and didn’t question the broad relationship you had with everyone and were just happy that Johnny was happy and that you loved him. Kyle’s family was invited to visit you guys to meet you due to the fact that they were more spread out and weren’t local like Johnny’s family and they also embraced you and the guys. John’s family was more questionable on the relationship but John had your back through and through when they would try to poke and prod you, whispering behind your back. Through every family meeting, Simon stuck close to you like he was your shadow, his hand always somewhere on you, he had told you long ago of his lack of family and you knew it was hard on him. You always leaned close into him when his fingers would tighten into you a little more when things would get to be a little much for him. He felt his heart swell every time you would check in with him, asking if he was okay, needed a break, fresh air, or if he would want to go home or send everyone away.
When you got pregnant you didn’t hesitate to put in for early retirement which John understood and gratefully signed. You all lived out your days happily, building your own family, living your dream life, after another 3 years John retired relishing in being a father, Johnny and Kyle retired around the same time finding little jobs in town to keep themselves busy. Simon stayed enlisted the longest, until he came home early one night, phone a few weeks prior broken and unable to stay in contact heard you bawling your eyes out, the guys trying to comfort you and reassure you that he should be okay. His heart shattered when you voiced your worries that he could be dead and no one was telling them anything, that his daughter won’t have her father. Walking in and holding you that night he decided enough was enough and that you guys needed him more and that you all were enough for him to stay home.
All in all, you never stopped doting on your men, even when your kids were born, you learned early on that you had more than enough love and heart to give, and what you felt you lacked, the guys always reassured and filled for you. They never stopped their tradition of Sunday’s being about you, teaching their sons and daughters it as well, you never again felt unappreciated, they always took the best care of you and life became like a dream.
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Yaaay! Pretty. Happy. Sweet. Loving. Just right. Hope ya'll enjoyed.
CW: Death, Suicide, Alcohol, Neglect (if I’m missing anything else let me know)
John Price was a respected, strong and honest captain, rookies always looked up to him and his team. Even if at times morally challenging decisions had to be made they knew he would have everyone’s back, he was a ride and die kinda guy. That’s what you loved about him, cherished, with more and more people working with the team the responsibility out weighed him and you were always more than welcoming when he would come to your bed late in the night. Your arms and warmth melting away his stress, anxiety and loneliness. “I’ll always be here for you my love.” You would whisper into his ear, rubbing his muscles, and combing your fingers through his hair.
As the last few months dragged on, you could see the toll of work on your lover, the death of rookies from missions were piling up and slowly killing him. Having to write and sign KIA forms for families you would sit near by as he chain smoked through his cigars and chugged any alcohol he could get his hands on.
Laying a gentle hand on his shoulder you would try to pull him back, “My love, please, come back to me?” Looking up as the door would open, Simon, John’s best, his lieutenant, his friend, walked in sighing.
“Aie, come on captain.” His voice is low and soft as can be, movements slow as if he was approaching a bomb that could go off at the slightest vibration.
“Leave us be.”
“Sir-“
John turned fully wrapping his arms around your waist trying to breathe you in, trying to hide the tears that ran down and soaked his beard. Looking to Simon mournfully you waited as he made his way around the desk prying John out of his chair, catching the fists that tried to push him away. “Damnit, leave us alone.”
“You need to get to bed.” Simon stated, hardening up a bit, man handling his captain all the way to his room. “Just need to sleep it off, ya?” Once near the bed John roughly pushed Simon to the door.
“Fucking hell , fine just get out.” Simon watched as John tucked into bed curling around you like a ball, shielding himself and you from the world. Closing the door Simon could hear the broken sobs, John saying your name and why, why couldn’t he be better.
As the days dragged so did John’s mind, quick checks over his shoulders had you and the rest of the team worried. Unknown to the rest of you, the long nights and alcohol worked his nerves, he swears he was seeing the rookies, clothes blood soaked, hoarse voices asking if their work was done. He felt lost, every corner more and more blocked him, even the living, asking, requesting to join him on the next mission.
Closing himself in your room, which for a while he’s used as his own and no one questions. Always tucking you into himself before his hands slowly wondered around your body, taking in every in, mind blanking as you turn and remove your clothes straddling him kissing his cheeks, nose, lips and neck trailing down. Lifting his hips as you pulled his pants off, he groaned looking down, your sweet smile making his stomach twist into knots. As the two of you got lost in each other, John couldn't stop the swell of pain and agony in his chest. Squeezing his eyes shut he huffed as he felt a few rogue tears streak down his cheeks, "My love, what's wrong?" His fingers tighten around your waist, grip bruising, "Talk to me honey."
"Don't leave me." Looking up at you, your heart would break. It's not the first time he's broken down, scared of you disappearing, begging you to stay with him. "I can't live without you, your the air that inflates my lungs, blood in my veins, every thought that passes through my brain." Cupping your cheek as you used your thumbs to swipe at tears that continued to fall, "You're the light that makes my soul shine, vibrate and feel complete. There's nothing but you. Please. Don't leave me."
"I will always be here, there's no where I would go without you, my love." You whispered, grinding down, "I'm yours, always and forever." Both of you breathed into the other, "I'll never leave you."
Your room and arms will always be his safe place, so he would hide for as long as he could till the next job showed its unforgiving face. At one point brought some relief to just do something now brought anxiety and fear. Who was he going to loose this time, what family was going to read his name and curse him 1,000’s of miles away. What face was going to be added to his daily delusions in the halls and his office.
Setting out, John grew irritable and anxious as the team and a few unlucky rookies approached drop off. Your hand never left his, fingers tight intertwined in his lap, leg bouncing, and eyes darting. He could already feel the cold sweat breaking out on his forehead as he refused to look at or answer any of the rookies, Johnny and Kyle taking the lead on directing the new blood, advising them what to expect.
Simon watched John intently, checking where John would look to, also seeing but nothing being there. Mostly his eyes stayed on you, the soothing circular motion of your thumb on the pulse of his wrist kept his breathing under control.
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“Stay low, they’ve got us surrounded.” John repeated over the walkies glaring at a rookie that Johnny just had to pull back as a round was shot at where they were just standing. Cursing under his breath he looked around, wondering where you had gone before his heart nearly stopped as he saw you get shot in the leg as you moved spots. Panicking he bolted for you dragging you behind some cargo, “Damnit Y/N what were you thinking?!”
“What?”
“I can’t loose you.” He said frantically looking around spotting Simon. “Get Y/N out of here, she’s shot!” Simon kneeled down looking between the two eyes saying everything, confusion and worry. “Now lieutenant!”
“But-“ before anything could be said Simon had picked them up and with John making cover, made sure everyone got out and to the Ronda Vue point. The whole way everyone was quiet, except for John cursing under his breath for Y/N and why she would put herself in harms way.
Before he could get too carried away Kyle bumped shoulders with him, "Sir, everyone's okay, relax." Jaw clenching, John glared forward at Simon's back.
"They're saying he was referring to private Williams as Y/n, even talking to himself." An officer said looking over to John who stared blankly away from everyone.
"He's fine." Simon's gruff voice waver, also looking to his captain he was trying to help him save face but the way he looked truly wasn't backing his statement.
"There's reports him always drinking, always talking to himself. Yet you say he's fine lieutenant?"
"John?" He looked slowly to you.
"We know it's been 2 years sinc-"
"So then cut him some slack." Kyle said trying to step in front of his captain.
"My love." Your voice was a broken hoarse whisper.
"There was a lot of doubt a year and half ago when he came back on if he should, we only looked the other way out of respect but this is far enough."
John felt his heart sinking, looking over you, he wanted to throw up, your shirt was darkening quickly with your blood, skin paling in comparison. "John."
He couldn't think, there was too much gun fire to think of a safe escape. 3 privates were already gunned down, bodies left behind in order to save themselves, their faces burned to his brain for later hauntings. Frantically he looked around for you, unable to even catch a glimpse of you he tried sneaking around to find you, an unsettling feeling pitting in his stomach. "No." he whispered, no longer staying low rather rushing in every direction that he can think of to find you.
"JOHN!"
Before he could see you, he was pushed to the ground when after 4 shots, all firing stopped. A pin could drop and it would echo in the building. Looking up his blood ran cold as you turned, eyes just as wide looking down at him, blood was starting to spread on your chest, "John?" Taking one step to him, you collapsed, making John scramble to you, ears ringing as his vision blurred.
"No, no, no." Pressing his hands into your chest he panicked, eyes unable to focus on one part of you, looking into your eyes, he broke down, "Don't you fucking die." Tears fell, splashing onto your cheek.
Reaching your hand up to his cheek you wiped a few tears, "I'm sorry my love."
"What the fuck were you thinking?!" Looking up as footsteps approached, he looked at the team. "Give me your damn bags!"
"Honey, look at me." Your voice was breaking.
"Just save your energy, stop trying to fucking talk." He said snatching the bandages from Kyle pushing where ever blood would pool.
"I love you John."
"Stop."
"Don't...D-" Gasping your eyes teared up, hand reaching for his wrist, "Don't....I don't want to leave."
"Then don't." He whispered looking down at you, your scared face burned now into his brain.
"John." Gasping out one last time, your grip loosened on his wrist before you frantically looked to the guys and then.......
"Y/N?" ..... "Dear?" .... "Don't leave me.... please?" Pulling you up and hugging you tightly against his chest he started panting, grabbing your wrist, "I can't live without you." He whispered into your hair. He cried, sitting there with you, the guys silent around him, Kyle wiping a few tears as well as Johnny as Simon tried to blink away the few that tried to escape.
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When your body was shipped back home, Simon, Kyle and Johnny went with John to his house, where they finally saw your shared home and land. You were buried under your guys favorite tree. Where you guys first kissed, confessed your feelings, made plans for your future, wedding, family, retirement. Now, it's where you would lay, John was frozen and numb as you were lowered into the ground, it was just him, Simon, Johnny, Kyle, Nikolai, Alex, Alejandro, Rudy, Kate and her wife. They all stayed as dirt was poured over your casket, quiet and unmoving as John quietly cried, before turning his back after glaring at your tomb stone.
In smaller print in the corner of your tomb stone, was written of the baby that was inside you. When he was told that you had been pregnant, the guys had never seen him lose control like he had in the morgue, flipping things, throwing an breaking anything he could. Simon ordered the mortician to leave and give them a moment, Kyle and Johnny tried to grab and stop John but he pushed them away, knocking Johnny flat on his ass as he screamed.
"That's supposed to be me god damnit! ME! I should be fucking laying there! FuCk!!!" Tears streamed down his face, he choked as he turned and looked at you, why'd you have to look so peaceful? Grabbing tightly onto your hand he fell hard onto his knees, the pain numbed as he rested his hand on your stomach, "I should be laying here, not you. Why the fuck couldn't you just let me take those bullets? You could have our baby, could've had a small part of me to stay with you.....You left me nothing." His knuckles turned white from his grip, the coldness of your hand a contrast from the heat of his.
Feeling a few hands grab onto his shoulders he tensed, the silence deafening but appreciated, he didn't want their pity words. They all stayed that night, sitting outside with him, few old stories told of you. How they met you, what they thought, their favorite memories, all just a muffled sound to John as he glared at the tree. Part of him wanted to burn the thing to the ground along with the house and himself, but knew how sad you would be, the knowledge of your pain of him doing that out weighing his self hating desire. The next day every but Simon, Johnny and Kyle left, telling John if he needed anything to call them. The following few days John was quiet, mostly kind of drinking here and there but not saying a word even when the others would talk to him.
"I don't need to be babysat." He grumbled, sitting in the living room in his chair looking at yours. Kyle had made the small mistake the day that the other left to sit there, John had gone absolutely ballistic like he had in the morgue but on Kyle, since then, no one went near it except for John to adjust your favorite blanket and flush your pillow. "You lot can go home."
"If you want us to go, we will." Kyle said knocking one knuckle against the wall lightly, not really trusting to leave him alone but everyone needs to mourn in their own way and he can only pray that his captain won't do anything stupid.
"Then go." Cut short and simple, he felt suffocated and wanted to shoot them all if they didn't leave him be. As they got into their own collective vehicles, John went back into the house, doing a slow walk through before he grabbed every last bottle of liquor in the house and sat in your chair and drank everything. Finally, finishing everything in a day and half drunk off his ass he drove half hazardously to the market, bought more as if he was through a ragger of a party, pulling up to the house he hauled everything in, his last trip in he froze at the threshold of the kitchen.
It's the alcohol, he's shit faced, that's the only explanation, because other wise he wouldn't be seeing you standing in the kitchen clear as day humming. "Hi honey, took you long enough."
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John was discharged, sent into retirement with respect, and the guys took their leave, moving themselves in with John, the drinking had gotten worse. They did everything they could to keep an eye on him, but John fought them, made it hard, the first 2 months, he said some hard, hurtful things to them, drunk and stayed in his room.
Eventually, John came down, showered and hung over but calmer, he sat in his chair joining the guys. “I’m sorry.” He sighed digging into his pocket pulling out your engagement and wedding ring setting them on the coffee table. The tv was muted as they looked at the rings quietly before looking up at him as he spoke. “I was going to propose to her after we got home from the mission, was going to do it under the tree, set it up like when we first confessed our love for each other.” He laughed to himself, "Never was one for I one for romantic gestures, she always made the big moves. I was always content to just take care of her and provide for her." Rubbing your blanket between his fingers he looked up and saw you, a sad smile on your lightly glowing skin. "That's all I ever wanted to do for her, she had a shitty family and I wanted to give her everything she dreamed of. We were stupidly already trying for a family, she wanted to be a mother more than anything in the world and I wanted to give her that. Should've retired when we set out to try in hind sight but she was as stubborn as I am." Taking a deep breathe he picked the rings up looking at them, "She wanted you guys to always come by but selfishly I was enjoying our solitude, our world out here. I should've listened to her and invited you guys sooner, I'm sorry."
From then on, John worked on being more involved in the house and work the guys were doing, Kyle had taken up your garden with the help of Johnny, Simon kept up on anything that needed fixing around the house, Johnny mostly cut the grass and watered your plants inside the house. All of them took turns cooking meals, very quickly with John now included in the motion of everything settled. He still saw you around the house, but now he welcomed it, it was always a break in the emotionless auto pilot he found himself in.
A year went by, Johnny and Simon came out about their relationship and John was more than willing to push them into the small mother in law house that was in the back also close to the house and tree.John encouraged Kyle to date the sweet girl he was fancy with at the town's little diner which was blossoming and the two grew close quickly. John spent his time making a bench most of the time, now not having touched an ounce of liquor in a year.
Finishing the bench on your anniversary, he brought it to the tree by your tombstone, he had kept up the area, keeping the grass cut and every morning laying fresh flowers down with your tea. Sitting down on the bench, he grabbed his full bottle of antidepressants, and then benadryl, downing both and sipping on tea, the breeze cool against his skin as the sun beat down on him. Looking beside him he smile, "HI baby."
"Hi."
"Don't look so sad honey."
"You know I don't want you to do this."
"But I want to do this." He said wiping a tear from your cheek. "The lads will be taken care of, everything is left to them."
"So they're going to find you here? Dead?"
"In peace, free and with you. Where I belong."
Settling in, tucked into his side you both were quiet as his heart started beating a little slower, eye lids slowly falling shut as he could feel a faint phantom feeling of your lips touching his cheek.
The guys all made their way to your grave, something they all did with John most evenings to say good night. Coming around the tree they froze seeing John sitting on the bench, unmoving, head leaned back with moist cheeks from tears. Within days John was buried beside you, his will was read, and they officially moved to the houses, Johnny and Simon stayed in the 'mother in law' house and Kyle and his girlfriend moved into the main house, but they set John and you chair on Johnny and Simon's porch preserved and safe, Just like John promised you, they were taken care of, always visiting your guys graves on holldays and anniversary's.
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😭😭😭😭😭😭When I tell you guys that I cried thinking about this plot yesterday and then a little broken up while writing it today I mean it! Hopefully you guys... Enjoyed??🤷♀️It plagued me and now it will plague you all...Sorry.🙏
One day, as the guys were shooting the shit in a pub, Kyle’s girlfriend, you, excitedly walked in before making a beeline once spotting him. Sneaking up, you grabbed his shoulders from behind pulling him back and planting a kiss on his cheek. The guys quietly watched not knowing who you were and thought that you were some random chick that had some big balls to do something so outrageous. Kyle not realizing that you had gotten there earlier than planned tensed before seeing you and broke out laughing getting off his stool wrapping his arms around you lifting you up littering kisses all over you face the both of you laughing and giggling like idiots while the guys looked so confused. “Hey, sorry, babe, this is the mates I been tellin you bout. Guys, this is my gorgeous girl, Y/N.”
Shell shocked and looking like fish out of water you gave an awkward wave tucking into Kyle’s side. “They okay?”
“She ain’t ye girl.” Johnny shook his head deeming that Kyle must have paid you to act like his girlfriend to prove a moot point that he even had a girl.
“Mate?” Kyle raised an eyebrow as he held back a smirk, the guys gaping at you, a sweet little civy, done up all cute for her returning hero and lover.
“Just say how much you paid her.” Simon’s mocking tone made you scowl.
“Aight guys, lay off yeah. Not that hard to believe that I could have a girlfriend. I told you guys all about her, all the time.” Perking up you sat between Kyle and John after John pulled the seat out from his spot watching as Kyle gripped your waist to steady you.
“Aie, you did but she looks way out your league lad.” John said chuckling. “Blink twice if you need help dear.”
“Shove off.” Looking to Kyle you saw he was smirking, smiling yourself you figured if he’s not gonna get bent out of shape on the comments you won’t either. Just the typical banter of pals, right?
“Did ye find her on a website for mail order girlfriends?” Johnny laughed earning a rough shoulder shove from your boyfriend.
Huffing you laced your fingers with Kyle’s hand on the table and gave a sickling sweet smile looking at Johnny, “Kinda sounds like ye lot r’jealous.” You said mocking Johnny’s accent, Kyle laughed kissing your temple whispering a quick ‘good girl’ as the guys bit back any more sly comments on your and Kyle’s relationship because you were correct. They were jealous, and annoyed as the two of you ever so often wound up in your own little world your quick quips to whatever Kyle whispered in your ear and you laughter carrying across the pub making them wonder where in the hell Kyle found you.
Kissing his cheek you slipped off the stool noticing John look down at your ass as it was being squished on the seat. “Goin to the bathroom real quick.” After a few moments Kyle got up excusing himself, after a few minutes of the both of you being gone and they guys barely holding a conversation you came back wrapped in Kyle’s arm a dazed smile on your face.
They quickly noticed the rumpled state of your clothes and the full display of Kyle’s stiffy in his pants, “We’re goin to call an early night, see you guys later.” Laying his portion of the bill down onto the table he guided you out his hand sliding down your back before shoving into the back pocket squeezing your ass making you rush him out with giggles.
“S’not fair.” Johnny mumbled before they all dispersed going to their own homes, alone. Meanwhile you and Kyle had a fun long intense night as you welcomed him home.
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Hearing John's rough panicked voice sent a shiver down your spine as you squeezed your knees closer to your chest holding your breath. "Y/N? Dear, please, open the door. What's going on?"
"What do you care?" You croaked out sniffling, the silence deafening making you laugh, "Never cared before."
"Gorgeous, let u-"
"No, no, no. How many times do I have to say ..." Pushing yourself up, "no, " Turning and unlocking the door, "and to just go away?" Swinging the door open you glared at all of them.
They had all stiffened at the sight of you, your eyes were blood shot, cheeks flushed, dark bags under your eyes, you looked miserable and angry. "Luv."
"Go to Angie, tell her all your problems." The look of compete shock made you laugh pushing John's chest making him step back a little, "Didn't think I knew? She can't help but to walk around base talking about how all of you are pent up dogs eye fucking her and begging her to stay with you all." You hated even more that they were just standing there quietly, fear and worry in their eyes.
"Bonnie-"
"Don't, just..." Taking a deep breath as a few tears slid down your cheeks you groaned, "I may look stupid, we never said anything on being exclusive so you guys can do anything and one that you want. I know it's none of my business." The hurt in their eyes as you continued to speak make you choke up, heart clench but they hurt you first. You didn't want to hold back, "But seriously? John? As much as I've comforted you, held you and we've fucked I really thought you would be nice enough to tell me that you guys had some other medic on the missions." The visible flinch as if you had just slapped him across the face made you scowl, you waited a beat, still they said nothing. "Why didn't you tell me you replaced me?"
"I didn't-"
"Yes you did."
He scowled right back at you, you know he believes he didn't technically replace you, but to you, he really did. "I wasn't trying to dear, I jus..." You started crying, he froze, as he tried to step forward to wrap his arms around you but you stepped back shutting the door locking it again. Sobbing you fell to your knees, "Darling, I'm sorry ple-"
"She's touched all of you, I've seen it, none of you push her away, none of you do or say anything. She's clung to Johnny like a fucking desperate slag and you let her! Kyle is so fucking friendly with her you stand right in her shadow. You let her touch your beard, you let her..." Hiccupping you clenched your chest, "And Simon, you were actually gentle with her." You felt so sick, so tired, "I can't look at any of you, I may be overreacting but I thought that after everything you guys would actually care about me." Your sobs broke your speech up but they understood you loud and clear and they broke with you, as you laid before the door crying they all sat down in the hall breaking down with you.
It wasn't till late in the evening that you pushed yourself up and went to your bathroom sighing, taking a quick shower before slipping on a tank top and shorts, combing your hair you looked at your door. Taking small quiet steps you tried listening to the hall, hoping that they had gone to their rooms you opened your door and before you could close the door again Simon held the door open, "Luv, please let us talk to you."
Fighting to try and close it before groaning you pushed back, "What?"
You hated how they invaded your space and all you still wanted was to just lay down with them and have amnesia and live in ignorant bliss. God your heart practically stopped when Johnny got in your view, his eyes just as blood shot from crying, you've barely ever seen him cry before and the few times you have it kills you. "We've told her so many times to not touch us, that she is just there for papers that there's a medic." Kyle said, your eyes still on Johnny.
"We're not saying what you saw didn't happen, but please believe us when we say we reject her, every time." John said, you looked at all of them slowly, they looked just as miserable.
"Guys have only just glanced in my general direction and you guys loose your minds, have done things for even brushing past me. Yet there's a girl throwing herself at all of you and you don't do a thing to her but say some words that mean nothing to her." You say wrapping your hands around your waist.
"She'll get hers luv."
"Why, because now I'm upset and know?" You scoffed pouting.
As Kyle and Johnny slowly walked to you Simon's eyes caught sight of your papers on your desk and while you looked to the other two he read the papers. "Bonnie, ye are everything to us, we've set boundaries and granted we weren't as hard as when things happen to ye but that's only because even if she were to of done anything more compared to the guys getting close to ye..." He was before you and as much as you knew what he was saying that they could handle themselves against her and that she would certainly be at a bit of a risk if the men on base decided to go against her consent. It angered you and annoyed you but feeling the heat radiating from his body made your body tingle and hands itch to reach out and touch him.
"Gorgeous, we'd never let her get anywhere near us more than she was even able to. You're the only person we have ever let near, embraced or loved."
Snapping your head to look at Kyle your eyes widened, "What is this?" You looked at Simon and froze. "You're trying to transfer?"
Fuck, you felt lightheaded as they all looked at you, "I-"
"Darling." You looked at John, he walked up to you, cupping your cheeks he made you look into his eyes, your heart pounded in your ears as everything zoned in on him.
"I'm sorry." Not what you wanted to say but it was the first thing that came out, you felt like you all were mirroring each other in emotions and it was weighing so heavily on your heart how broken they were with you. "It was all too much for me, I couldn't st-stay. I didn't want to see you all with her li-like that." Grabbing his wrists you nuzzled your head into his hands sniffling. "I don't want to lose you guys but..." Looking up you sighed. "I'm tired."
Simon and Kyle flanked you, while Johnny pressed his chest to your back, hands grabbing onto you as John leaned down and kissed you. Breaking, you pushed into him and kissed him back, you felt everyone's lips on your neck and shoulders whispers of them declaring their love and how you own them in every way you ever could. Gasping against John's lips as Johnny ground into you whimpering of apologies and pleas to not leave him. Turning your head you kissed Kyle, hand reaching for John's shoulder holding him close. You'd never been with all of them at once, this was new and exciting as you were on the receiving end of their praise and love, their rough hands gently massaging and groping.
Turning to Simon you moved his baclava up enough to kiss him, his tongue invading your mouth making you moan as Kyle nipped at your neck. Trembling slightly you gasped as you fully turned for Johnny who wrapped his arms around you holding you tightly as he kissed you moaning with you. Feeling as everyone was easing your clothes off, you leaned back slightly for Simon to pull your tank top off and Kyle removed your shorts and underwear. John wrapped his arms around you from behind, as you rest your head on his shoulder you gasped arching when he bit your neck moaning as Johnny kneeled before you, lifting a leg onto his shoulder he kissed your thighs before littering hickies and bite marks along your thighs and close to your dripping cunny, moaning.
"Johnny, please." Whining you pushed your hips closer to him looking down gasping when he latched his lips onto your clit making you moan and grab onto Kyle's shoulder.
"Look so beautiful baby, no one can even come close." Kyle moaned cupping your breast moaning against your neck. Huffing you started grinding against Johnny's face reaching down with your other hand to grab his mohawk keening when he teased your hole with his fingers, his tongue flicking your clit. Already your leg was shaking under you as you turned to Simon to kiss him, your moans muffled against him as you pushed your back into John. Shaking you threw your head back against John's shoulder whimpering before a strained scream ripped from your already sore throat, hips moving quickly with Johnny's pumping fingers. Your leg slowly giving out as you panted trying to push Johnny's head from your thighs.
"Shit, Johnny, please. I came, stop fuck." Groaning you squealed surprised when Kyle grabbed your leg and Simon grabbed the other, working together they hoisted you up, John tightening his hold around your waist as Johnny groaned against your clit the vibration going straight to your spine. "Oh god." Pushing both hands into his hair you tried leaning to Kyle whimpering when you couldn't reach.
As Kyle leaned forward you both collided hungrily kissing, panting into his mouth as Simon leaned forward sucking on your nipple. Feeling the second orgasm flooding through you, you tensed in their hold whining against Kyle's lips pulling harshly onto Johnny's hair making him whimper and moan as he slurped your juices as it trickled down his hand and wrist. As Johnny leaned back he slowly pumped his fingers into you, easing you through your release smiling when Kyle pulled back and you instantly looked down at him, new tears staining your cheeks from ecstasy. Your body shivering as he eased his fingers from you gently rubbing your clit as he put both hands on your inner thighs spreading you planting a soft peck to your throbbing clit and leave open mouthed kisses along your thighs before he stood up slowly kissing you. Kyle and Simon Carefully lowered your legs while John went to your bed resting his back against the wall as he sat in the middle of it, Simon and Kyle joined him on either side while you and Johnny got lost in your own world.
Looking at the others you gasped pulling back tasting yourself now on your tongue from Johnny, crawling up between John's legs you straddle one of his legs while pulling Kyle back to yourself kissing him. Moaning as Simon grabbed your waist and moved you back and forth on John's thigh earning a groan from the both of you. Having already came twice from Johnny your cunt was dripping wet and you were sure John's pant leg was already soaked. Feeling a thick pair of fingers slide between you and John's leg you sighed as Kyle slipped his tongue into your mouth exploring every crevasse moaning when you also slipping your tongue around his practically tangling the two of you. Feeling the bed dip behind you, you sat up and looked down biting your lip as John's fingers slowly worked your overstimulated clit. Griping John's shoulders you whined, "Mark me." Gasping as Kyle also slipped his fingers down, your slick making their fingers easily pass each other and play with your clit. "Please, mark me, fuck me. I want to mark all of you. Want everyone to know- shit urgh." Your hips stuttered in Simon's grasp as both John and Kyle's fingers teased your tight hole. "Want everyone to know you're all mine. Please."
"How could we say no to that darling." John moaned as you locked your lips with his, the others finding any space on you, sucking, biting, kissing, squeezing hard sure to leave hand prints. Being swept under the waves you leaned back and went to Kyle removing yourself from John panting as you frantically started pawing at his shirt and pants removing what you could with his help. Latching yourself to his neck making him groan as you bit and sucked at him like a leach as you drew a little blood with a bite that was a little too hard but you were happy to see it already start to bruise a little. Pushing him to lay down you went down his body leaving a scattered trail hovering over his pelvic when you felt Simon grasp your hips pulling them up a little. His tongue dragged down your slit, moaning at the taste before suckling on your clit his grip on your ass spreading you for himself.
Pushing fully back against him you continued to work on leaving marks now on Kyle's thighs, his shaking just as much as yours, his cock twitching. Grabbing his shaft you slowly dragged your hand up and down watching as his stomach tightened, moaning looking down at you. Feeling a swift slap to your back side when you tried to pull to sit up happy with the littered marks on Kyle's body you gasped looking over your shoulder at Simon, "Not done ye' luvie."
"But Si." You whined pushing onto his fingers that were pumping into you. "I want Johnny." Groaning as his fingers slid out of you before he man handled you up and sat you in front of Johnny. Dazed you clawed at him, his grin and shiver of excitement pushing you to leave darker marks on his neck his groan vibrating his throat against your lips.
"Come on bonnie, don't leave an inch untouched. Mark me to yer hearts content. I'm all yers. Always have been, always will be." It didn't take you long to scratch and bite your way around his body, loving how he sounded when you would suck dark hickies into him. The whine he made when you withdrew from him made you smile as you leaned over him kissing him, his hands squeezing your already bruising hips.
"It's John's turn baby." You whispered into his ear nipping his ear lobe giggling when he groaned letting you go.
Crawling and turning to John, you smiled as he had started removing his shirt for you, helping him remove his pants you couldn't help moaning with him as the guys took turns playing with your clit, building you to another orgasm. Settling between John's thighs you suckled on his cock, his fingers scraping your scalp before fisting your hair holding you tightly. Feeling someone's fingers pumping into you as the other two abuse your clit you lifted your head up, mouth letting go of John's cock with a pop, "God, please don't stop. I'm so close." You whined grinding your hips with them, walls clenching around fingers tightly before a breathy moan left your throat. Weakly sitting up you looked at Simon, he had removed his baclava, undressing him, you slowly trailed around his body, focusing on his arms mostly knowing that the rest of his body is always covered but on some rare occasions he does pull his sleeves up at times. You still wanted people to know he was just as well marked as the rest.
Straddling Simon after being content with your work you ground on him moaning when the head of his dick kept catching your clit. Getting up to slightly hover over him as he lined himself up with you you gasped as your cunt stretched around him as you lowered down. Moving slowly with his guided movements you looked at Kyle, leaned down by him and started suckling at his cock moaning as Simon started pounding up into you grunting as your walls fluttered around him. Feeling Simon's thumb rubbing your clit you felt close and moaned around Kyle's cock as he pushed the back of your head down groaning as he came down your throat and Simon pushed up into you as he held your waist down against himself cumming deep inside you as you also came.
Panting as you were laid down onto your bed, Simon gently moving himself. You noticed that as Johnny got between your legs, lifting your legs up to his shoulders, Simon had put his baclava back on, you wondered momentarily if he was also over whelmed but your mind blanked when Johnny eased his throbbing cock into your sensitive cunt.
You didn't see the slim figure in the hall or small flash of a light but Simon and John did, both irate, having clearly seen who had caught all of them and decided to take a picture of your most vulnerable moment. For the time being they continued to focus on you, deciding to give the person in the hall a show that will be their last.
John gently ran his knuckles on your cheek as you held your head off the edge of the bed guiding his dick to your open mouth moaning as Johnny's thrusts started rocking you into John, slowly forcing you to take more of him, relaxing your throat you thoroughly blanked out as the two fucked into you. Rightly using your holes as you came again, Johnny whimpering as you milked him but he refused to stop. Drunk off of you, he pushed your thighs down to your chest, his cock ramming into you as John rested a hand on your throat moaning as he could feel his dick fucking your throat.
Digging your nails into John's hips you moaned around him when you and Johnny came, the guys all pouring out their love and claim for you. John groaned as he pushed flesh against your mouth cumming, tightening his grip on your throat feeling his cock twitch, cumming deep in you along with Johnny. As both men slowly pulled out of you, you gasped whining at the lose and stimulation as you were moved careful to lay properly in your bed, Kyle laying with you as Johnny listened to whatever Simon was whispering to him. John got in behind you, cuddling you as everyone massaged your limbs.
Yawning, you wrapped your arms around Kyle resting your head on his chest, humming as John told you how much you mean to all of them. Falling asleep you whispered back to all of them, "Love you guys." When they were sure you were sleeping, Johnny and Simon quickly got dressed and left to retrieve the disgusting little intruder while John and Kyle stayed with you. You were none the wiser of what was happening but in complete bliss.
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Like a Dream
I've been working on trying to get this done for the past few days and good lord!!🥴 I was so scattered brained trying to remember where each guy was and just absolutely getting lost in the damn fantasy. But here, declarations of love, group therapy, and some pizaz.✨ Really hope ya'll enjoyed. I'm thinking the next post will be a wrap up of this maybe two more posts but we'll see. I do have already another story brewing in my head that's bugging to get out but I want to finish this one. Let me know what ya'll think.
Masterlist | Soap | Snake in the Garden | Team bonding
CW: It's been a bit hard lately so this is gonna be dark thoughts, isolation and neglect. If you're going through something, feel alone or anything you're not alone, don't give up. After this things will be lighter and make up but this has been plaguing my mind. Enjoy..?..
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The guys didn’t tell you anything on the news of the recruits that had harassed you in the clinic, but your answer was that you hadn’t seen even a glimpse of them around base since, whispers of theory’s followed you everywhere. They either killed them and John forged papers or he pulled some strings and had them moved… Either way you minded your business and carried on with your work.
Until you heard some medics giggling in the break room off from the clinic. “Soap is so funny, I’m telling you if she could just stay locked to the base forever then I’m sure in no time he and I will end up together. The way he looks at me, I’m at the edge of my seat waiting for him to invite me with him to the pub for drinks.” Your heart pounded in your ears as you stepped closer to listen, “His hands are always lingering on my arms and waist longer than need be you know, like it’s been months, if he wants any I’ll give him whatever he wants. And Gaz, talk about pent up, the last time we were on an outing his groin wouldn’t leave my hips, if I’m lucky they will just replace her with me full time.” Peeking in you checked out who was talking, it was Angie, she was short, thin, short pixie cut dirty blonde hair brown eyes thin lips, completely opposite from you, she was pretty knew to the base and she hated you. You had picked up very quickly on the disgusted glances, her shoving past you never saying a word to you and spreading nasty rumors.
You always ignored her treatment towards you, there were quite a few girls around base that didn't like you because of how close you were with your team and they all had crushes on the lads, but they only ever sought you out also ignore the girls. But Angie compared to the other girls openly to your face showed distain. "John practically begged be to continue to work with them on missions, saying he needed me, had me pushed up against the door in his office, if Ghost hadn't of knocked, girl, we were so close to kissing." You felt sick, turning you quickly made your way back to your office slamming the door shut squeezing your eyes closed. You didn't want to believe that they would all so cruelly sneak behind your back and tease and entice someone like Angie. As much as the pain with the knowledge that you all weren't technically exclusive and no one ever said that they couldn't fornicate with other women or yourself with other men but you always thought that truly, with how much they let themselves be vulnerable with you, letting you see the worst in and of them while still holding them dear and treating them as if they were everything, like they were the air you needed in your lungs, the reason for you to wake up everyday and get out of bed. Sitting in your chair wiping a few tears from your cheek you blankly stared at your door.
Walking passed the food hall you stopped momentarily to see Angie standing very close to Johnny, her hand on his forearm, trailing up and squeezing his bicep a disgusting smile showing on her face as she tried to bat her eye lashes at him. Pushing her small chest into his hand she giggled as he turned from her walking, she all to quickly chasing after him like a desperate creature made you irate at Johnny's lack of care. Going into the rec room you looked at Kyle as he got up from the couch and followed you to the fridge, as you felt his arms wrap around your waist you hear Angie's claims of his closeness to her making you side step and carry on making a snack, "Been missing you gorgeous, need you." He breath, typically very warm and welcoming as it would tease down your neck felt uncomfortably hot, arms too tight. As he eased you from the rec room you aimlessly followed him to his room, as he laid with you in his bed you listened to his qualms, doubts and self image. Every few moments you spoke soft words, praises that made your throat tighten, gut twist and mind filled with the echoing of Angie's claims of her boys. As Kyle undressed the both of you, you couldn't help but wonder if he fucks any one besides you, pulling his head to the crook of your neck so he wouldn't see your eyes well up with hot tears you let him finish, the once warm feeling in your heart cold, lost, used.
As he laid down you turned to your side feeling his arms pull you tightly to his chest, his groin shoving against your ass. Squeezing your eyes you fisted the pillow beneath your head sighing heavily before easing yourself from his embrace once he had fallen asleep. Cleaning between your legs you dressed yourself and left the room, rec room dark you didn't want to see any of the others so you went back to your office and stayed there all night, nearing morning you busied yourself with work, whenever seeing any of the guys nearing you, you made quick work to avoid them and take over any injuries or emergencies.
"Darling, we're going to be gone for a few days." John said, tapping the side of his desk without looking up at you. He had requested that you see him, it was important he said, walking around the desk you stood beside him not saying a word as he leaned back grabbing a hold of your hand he pulled you to his lap, his cigar carefully set down as he kissed along your jaw. Each careful kiss burning you, even in his arms, his burning body heat searing your skin, you felt cold at your core. His fingers fiddled with yours, tracing your delicate digits, following up your wrist, forearm, before huffing against your cheek. "Nights have been colder without you dear, won't you come back with me tonight?"
Raising your hand to his rough beard, due to you dutifully and successfully not being near him or the others, it's grown quite a bit, and not as smooth. "After I wrap some things up at the clinic." He's tired, the darkness under his eyes evidence, he was also sad, the desperate glance he was giving you as he nodded, holding the back of your neck he pulled you forward, tongue explore your mouth, hands squeezing along your body. As much as the sight, touch and sound of them has been bringing you pain and anger, you've missed all of them so much, betraying your sadness, your body yearned for them, already so well trained to want them and take them.
Although the thought of finally after the past few days of avoiding everyone you almost let yourself be swept under the waves of his desire, his hands working your tired, sore muscles. You had been isolating yourself to your office, none of them ever really questioning on if your okay, where you've been and that has only worsened your despair that you really could only be of value for their release and comfort. The thought and rushing suffocating sensation over whelmed you, causing you to pull back from John who had started panting, hands close to undoing your pants, "I will see you shortly dear."
"Yes."
Collecting yourself you left his office and went to yours finding work to do, refusing to let anyone else do anything and take all the work for yourself. Creeping feelings and guilt for lying to John consumed you, seeing that it was very late, you decided that it wouldn't hurt to just go and that maybe you could shut up the horrid voices screaming at you how little you really are, pathetic you are for still caring so much for them when they clearly show you how little you mean to them. Walking through the base, voices of your ex mocking you for being so desperate to be loved, needed and wanted, his exploits to take advantage and abuse you running through your thoughts as you entered the rec room. Standing in front of John's door you tried to relax your shoulders and hush the viscous whispers and endings, endings of relationships, bonds, connections and life. The last, lately loud and prominent whenever you would see Angie around base slithering about snarking at you and being giddy with the guys. Silencing the noises you snuck into the room, stripping and crawling into his bed, his snores stuttering as you curled yourself around him.
Feeling him stir against you, you tilted you head up and returned the gentle kiss he gave you. "I'm here." You whispered feeling his hand pull you leg up to his waist.
"Darling." It started so fast, his pleas for you, his failings, hardships, his needs. Your heart broke, as much as you wanted to comfort him, give him something you found nothing, everything was emptied from you. You didn't even have anything for yourself to keep yourself together, your mind broke, you were thoroughly convinced that you will never be anything for or with anyone. You did not utter one word beneath him, he took comfort and desire from your body as you pushed your face into the crook of his neck.
Laying with him through the night you listened to his heart beat, his snores starting back up. You didn't sleep a wink, body heavy when he woke up getting ready to leave you laid there watching. As he helped you up, he cleaned you up asking if you wanted to shower, shaking your head he dressed you, slowly, eyes watching you intensely as you avoided looking him in the eyes. "We'll be back soon dear." Dumb little toy, you watched as he left, waiting a moment you then trailed them to a heli and watched as Angie had her arms wrapped around Johnny's arm and Kyle stood close behind her chatting with Simon who was glaring at her. When she turned and slapped Kyle's chest your felt tears burning your eyes when he smirked and pushed her shoulder. They were all so comfortable with each other, the physical contact that transpired between John and Angie when he got closer made your stomach drop when she reached for his beard and ran a hand through it saying something. When throughout this whole time none of them made a move to stop her and reject her, you were seething. As Simon took her hand helping her in you turned and set back to the barracks, going into each of their rooms taking back everything that was yours and hauling it all to yours. Pushing the door open the cold air rushed out, flipping the light on there was a layer of dust on everything. Rechecking their rooms that there was nothing left of yours in any of the rooms you closed and locked your door you pushed your back against the door and finally, finally cried, the tears burning down your cheeks. Sobs raking through your body as your slid down and wailed, it had been so long that the dam broke, the tears didn't stop for what felt like hours. Your throat was scratchy and dry, sleeves soaked with your tears, coughing, you went to your bathroom and puked.
Huffing you leaned against the toilet trying to think of how you could possibly get transferred to a different TF. The next few days you didn't leave your room, isolated and alone, you were drowsy when you heard rapid knocking on your door.
Returning to base the lads were thoroughly exhausted and annoyed with Angie, no matter how much they told her to back off, to be appropriate and leave them the fuck alone she never gave up. They couldn't wait to see you and hold you, your touch over writing the sickening feeling of Angie's touch. When they got to their rooms they did feel like something was off, unsure they unpacked. Simon right away noticed that all your stuff was missing, walking out he looked into Johnny and Kyle's rooms, "Is Y/N's stuff in your guy's rooms?"
"Huh?" Confused they both looked around and realized that in fact your stuff was missing, "What the hell?"
The three walked to John's room, he was in his office already getting back to work, they looked around and searched for your things yet again coming up empty handed. Going to your door they tried to walk in but the door was locked, "Y/N?" They started knocking and when they heard a whimper the knocking became more persistent.
Getting to your door you sniffled, "Just go away." you croaked, finally speaking.
"Bonnie -"
"I'm serious, leave me alone I don't want to see any of you." You started crying as you heard them walking away. Sitting on the floor you cried softly, so tired and alone, you hoped they would stay away and that when you finally came out they would leave you alone too. Looking to your desk the letter of your transfer waiting for Laswell, you already knew John wouldn't sign it, not willingly. Resting your forehead against your forearm you sighed.
When ever Price has a small meeting or chat in his office and the door is closed, everyone always gets confused by the full length mirror hanging on the back side of it. Wondering how he got it in and what the hell it's purpose would be, Price didn't seem like a vain man, and it's not like he doesn't wear anything outside of the 5-6 different shirts and 4-5 different pants. Even his own task force was confused by the mirror when they first saw it.... well all of them except for you. You knew very well why he had it, he showed you why he got it many, many ,many times. Smiling to yourself as Kyle and Johnny wonder if their captain actually sleeps in his office like they always joke about and where he could be hiding his bed. Sitting in the office with everyone, the two continued to ask Price about the mirror, all while he stole little glances at you, who in fact was biting your own lip to suppress the growing smirk as you stared at the mirror last nights escapades running through your mind.
Looking at John and the way his eyes darkened when you finally looked to him made you fully smile, knowing he was thinking about last night as well. The way he had you sitting on his desk, forcing you to look into the mirror as he played with you cunny, one hand slowly unbuttoning your blouse while he kissed a trail down your neck and suckling on the skin on your shoulder leaving hickys that no one will see. Smiling as your moved your hips to meet his fingers you focused on his fingers dipping into you. "Such a needy little sergeant. What would the others do if they knew how wet you get when being put on display? " Groaning you looked up to his dark eyes, drool slowly building at the corner or your lips. "Want them to sit here and watch as I break you apart, mirror giving the beautiful display that they will watch?" Huffing you looked at the mirror, god he was addicted to the thing, loved making you watch him ruin you. He had one in his room, put one in yours, which you had no clue at all how he got into your room to set it up but you excepted it when he fucked you stupid that night. God he even set one up on every room in your shared home, which no one knew about. How you two could secretly date behind your teams back without them knowing for a year and a half you couldn't figure out, considering Johnny always tried to hit on you and Kyle loved the hunt and getting you before anyone else or so he says. Simon, he's the watcher, you weren't sure if he suspected anything and if he was interested but you figured you would leave him be rather than accidently spilling the beans.
Glancing at said watcher, you froze, you knew under that baclava that he was smiling, his eyes were squinted and as he looked between you and the mirror then to John you knew, he some how knew. As you all were dismissed, John asked you to stay back, saying he needed to ask you some things on a form you turned in. Simon leaned towards you momentarily as he walk passed you, "If your that into mirrors visit my room tonight."
Eyes widening momentarily you watched as he walked out of the office, looking at you winking as he shut the door, your reflect looking right back at you. Spinning your head to John who walked around the desk and leaned against it arms crossed. "What a little tease sergeant."
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Idk just word vomit and a need to get this at least started.🤷🏼♀️
Johnny was a bit of a brat all day towards Simon, teasing him and then making snarky remarks when he wouldn't get the attention that he was looking for. Calling it quits Johnny sought you out, finding you in the comfort of your room doing paperwork that you were trying to catch up on. Smiling as he leaned against your desk, leaning forward and wrapping his arms around your shoulders he tried to get you to look at him. But he didn't know that Simon had sent you a text warning you of Johnny's behavior so you warned him to give you some time to at least finish your work, which if unbothered will get done very quickly. Groaning Johnny flung himself onto your bed grumbling about how no one loves him, no one cares, sighing dramatically and resting his arm over his eyes, peeking at the corner of his eye happy when you glanced over your shoulder to him. Taking a breath you focused your attention back to your work and continued on, ignoring his antics and groans.
After a while Johnny grew annoyed with you not even glancing at him, your soft warnings for a few more minutes making him itch. Getting up and going to you he squatted beside you one hand sliding up your leg, squeezes your knee and then rests on your thigh as he lets himself fall forward to his knees, his erect cock pressed against your calf. Looking down at him you stayed quiet, Johnny on the other hand smiled leaning his head onto the edge of your desk looking at you as he slowly ground his hips and humped into you pleaing for you to look at him. Sighing you finished up your last few papers, his groans and whimpers filling the room, his hand once on your thigh now pushed up and fingers undoing your button and zipper groaning when his fingers dipped into your underwear and could feel your arousal already dampening your underwear. Before you can snap on his impatience your door opened making you look and thank god, Simon walked in, closing and locking your door behind himself, eyes kind as he looked at you before hardening when he saw how Johnny was rutting into your calf like a mut in heat.
Walking up to the two of you he leaned down lifting his mask just enough to kiss your cheek, "Much longer luv?"
"Would've been done sooner if someone learned to listen and wait."
When both you and Simon looked down at Johnny, he whimpered, the sound making you clench around his fingers and him push them deeper. Simon noticing the movement grabbed his wrist removing his hand from your pants and grabbed the back collar of Johnny's shirt, jerking him up and away from you. Repositioning in your seat you wrapped up your work, Simon's gruff voice heating your core up. "I warned you earlier Johnny, behave and wait. Couldn't listen, only thought about getting a fuck? All the blood going straight to your dick?" Fighting the urge to turn around when you heard clothes rustling and Johnny grunting and moaning, whimpering to Simon.
"Wait no please, ah, f-fuck." Trying to put all your focus into this last form you quickly pushed everything away as you stood and turned swallowing at the sight that greeted you. Simon had removed Johnny's shirt and cuffed him to your bed frame, Simon was removing Johnny's boots as you walked up to your bed and started undoing his belt and pants tugging them down and with Simon's help his pants were pulled down and thrown to the side. As he laid there naked he panted looking between the two of them waiting, cock twitching.
"Come here luv." You looked to Simon and walked to stand between his legs, sliding your fingers lightly under his mask pushing it up and off of him as he undid your shirt removing it, kissing your chest quiet suction from your skin as he left light little hickies. His hand slid up your spine and unclasped your bra drawing it down suckling on your nipples before getting a hold behind one knee and brining it up to untie your boot and remove it and your sock, repeating the process with your other foot. Removing your pants and underwear you stepped closer kissing him, Johnny groaned tugging on his hands, rotating his hips, the sight of his lovers being so gentle, as if in their own bubble had his gut tightening. "Be patient mut." Simon warned glancing to Johnny, the attention making his cock twitch.
You giggled as you started removing Simon's clothes, being just as slow and sweet as he was, but instead you watching Johnny, who continued to groan and move his hips. Naked, you and Simon made out, hands wandering, gasps and moans between the two of you as his fingers stretched you out, encouraging you to cum. After wringing out a few orgasms from you Simon tilted his head over towards Johnny making you nod. He helped you position of Johnny, your drippy cunt hovering over his cock. Seeing that you were so close to where he NEEDED you the most, his mouth watering as he moved to try and push up and feel you against him. Huffing when he felt hands on his hips and pushing down holding hum to the bed you looked over your shoulder at him. "Johnny, just be a good boy and wait, you know I love me a good obedient boy." You said lowering yourself and grinding your slit along his length, a guttural groan, moan and whimper coming straight from his chest as he fought against Simon's hold to move his hips with yours, the friction making his brain fog.
"Hold his legs." Johnny tried to look around you as you raised his knees up, "Up for a second luv." Simon grabbed a hold of Johnny's shaft and lined him up with you grabbing a hold of your hip and easing you down both you and Johnny moaning, your hands squeezing the back of Johnny's knees and holding them close to you. Fully seated you leaned with Simon and kissed him as he guided you to hold Johnny's legs wider and farther back, his thighs resting on yours. Moaning against Simon's lips you moved slowly Johnny's moans and small bucking of his hips jostling you making you gasp as his tip pushed to your cervix. Simon pulled back looking down and smack, hard, down onto Johnny's ass making him flinch and his cock twitch inside of you. "This isn't for you mut, don't move." After Simon grabbed the lube that you had in your bed side drawer he started stretching and prepping Johnny, the sight making you grind down and moan, spitting down onto Simon's fingers you felt captured at the sight as Simon scooted forward to line himself up and ease himself into Johnny, you flinch, moaned and arched his back his legs flinching and trying to move to wrap around Simon's waist. You pushed your elbows to his calves pushing and holding them back and to you as both you and Simon started to moved, finding your own rhythm, Johnny practically frothed at the mouth strained moans as he was thoroughly being used by his lovers.
Your bed shaking and head board hitting the wall made you smile turning and looking at Johnny, his eyes glossy, drool sliding down his cheek fists clenched tightly pulling and strained against the cuffs, the key resting on the table. Pushing your hips back you huffed, "My sweet Johnny, why were you so needy today? We laid in bed all weekend together, was that not enough?" You asked his eyes looked up and down your body before settling on your ass bouncing on him, the small glimpse of his cock before disappearing into you. No coherent words left his lips, just gumbled sounds being pushed through his throat. Feeling close you looked back down biting your lip gasping when Simon moved to rub his thumb over your clit for you leaning forward he kissed you your moans muffled against his lips as you came.
"OH F-fuck BONNIE urgh." Simon leaned back and after you came he gently pushed you back off of Johnny when he grabbed his twitching cock and pushed his thumb onto the tip cover the hole, his other hand slapping his ass hard a couple times, Johnny's whines making his stomach shake under you, his leg muscles hardened. "NO PLEASE SI!"
"Should've behaved then mut." Simon grunted as he pulled out and grabbed you pulled you to him, setting you up to his lap, your legs wrapping around his waist as he pulled you onto him both groaning. Simon was more lax as the two of you fought for control. The sight make Johnny huff, body aching with need, cock in pain from being stopped from cumming in you. "Fuck luv, that's it, look at you. Trying to get on over me, huh? Go ahead and try." God, the teasing tone made you huff and look into his eyes fisting his hair and tugging back but as retaliation he pushed you back and down by Johnny who inched closer to you whimpering. Simon rested on one elbow beside your head as he held your hip and pounded into you, grunting into your ear.
Moaning and arching into him, you felt your grasp slipping as his thrusts were mixing not only your insides but your mind as you rolled your eyes back, another orgasm quickly washing over you as you wrapped your legs around his waist feeling slightly light headed as you held your breath gripping his shoulders tightly your nails digging into his skin. "OH F-f God." Feeling your walls spasm around him, Simon sloppily ground and pounded into you huffing till he pushed and stilled inside you, you could feel him filling you up. The both of you laid there momentarily catching your breathes before you felt Johnny's thigh flinching against yours. Looking over you smiled as you noticed that he came, untouched, his eyes screwed shut body shaking. Both you and Simon sat up and you sat up getting onto the other side of Johnny as Simon started taking the cuffs off while you cupped his cheek and turned him to face you, you kissed him, what was to be sweet and gentle he shoved into tongue into your mouth groaning and wrapping his arms around you pulling you more into him.
"You didn't learn anything did you." Simon said pulling one of Johnny's wrists to him kissing his wrist.
Johnny groan looking to Simon, "I learned, but you got to cum in bonnie, I had to cum alone." The pout on his lips made both you and Simon bite back the small growth of guilt.
"Oh, my Johnny, how about we make it up to you?" As Simon kissed his way down you stayed beside him, kissing him and whispering sweet little things into his ear making him watch as Simon took him into his mouth.
Johnny got all the attention he wanted and more that night being sandwiched between the two people he loved most and getting to watch them unravel into each other.
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Didn't think I would write as much as I did but my god, I just couldn't stop.🫠🥴 Hope you guys enjoyed as much as my mind did.🥵
The way this man’s chest and stomach hair for some reason makes me absolutely feral, and the idea that as he gets a little bit older he’s not completely caught up on keeping his abs toned but his arms and legs. And he does it for you, because when he’s wearing his tight shirts that make your mouth water from the sleeves struggling to not rip around his muscle and stomach on full display just begging for your hands to rest on it and hug it, lay your head down sweetly. His fucking huge thighs, making your thick thighs seem small when sitting next to him, all you want to do is just bite into them like an apple, and when you go down on him you do. Definitely, nipping and giggling as his muscles tighten and your cunt flutters around nothing. He knows that after a shower you’ll always jump him, the water droplets sliding over the soft hair covering his body, leaving you perfect trails for your tongue, kisses and touch. Simply, he never had a fraction of insecure thought when his stomach was starting to get soft because even more than before you craved him.
Hmmmmm yeah, just wanted to post this but that’s bin on my mind all day, sexy dad bob John Price and how this man’s confidence would never waver because of our undying love and desire. 😍🥰
You couldn't completely remember how you got into Johnny's lap, legs spread wide with Kyle greedily kneeling between them. You felt so dazed, whining looking down at him, his eyes glazed over with lust, "Wait, Kyle." Gasping you pushed back into Johnny's chest huffing, digging your finger nails into Johnny's thigh you wiggled your hips trying to shift away from Kyle's tongue. Feeling Johnny chuckle behind you, he shifted your bent legs up his forearms and forced your legs wider and up to your chest, your cunt at Kyle's mercy. Reaching down he gripped your hips, forcing them still in his lap.
"Sweet lass, thought ye said Kyle could get his fill?" Clenching around Kyle's wiggling fingers you moaned at the sensation of Kyle also moaning into your cunt, lips wrapping around your clit, vibrations going straight to your stomach. "Doesn't she taste like heaven Gaz?"
Lifting his head just enough to speak, his mouth released your clit with a pop, huffing he looked right into your eyes, and the sight of your arousal coated around his mouth and dripping down his chin made you silently whine and clench tightly around his fingers, "Bloody addictive gorgeous, could stay buried right here." To emphasize he wiggled and thrusted his fingers into and swiped his thumb over your clit smiling looking down when your hips thrusted up to meet his hand. "So beautiful, could you cum for me again gorgeous?"
Leaning back down he continued to lick and suckle on your clit, fingers finding your sweet spot and stimulating it. "Fuck, Kyle, I'm gonna cum. Please. Please!" Crying out, tears building as your third orgasm from him eating you out, reached a peak, back arching from Johnny's front, head pushed back into his shoulder and eyes rolling, a silent cry coming from your lips.
As Kyle lapped up your juices, slowing his thrusting his fingers, easing your through your orgasm. Sitting back on his hunches, and slowly slid his fingers from your still spasming cunt. The sight of him coated in your juices, sucking on his fingers made your head dizzy. "Fucking delicious." Looking down a little more you could see he was definitely erect, and the thought of him buried in you while Johnny still held you for him to still get his 'fill' made you bite your lip and look at him. "You alright?"
"Want more...please?" Finding that you were able to just barely wiggle your hips you shook your head as he smiled and bent down to eat you out some more, "No, no." Stopping confused he leaned his moist cheek on your inner thigh, petting the other, "I want..." Halting and swallowing the lump in your throat you shyly looked away.
"Tell' em bonnie, what do you want?"
Johnny very well knew exactly what you want, he could, from even his position, see how hard Kyle was, pouting you whispered, "I want your cock... please?"
Groaning, Kyle kissed your thigh and then stood up, "Anything you want baby." Fishing his cock out, your mouth watered, remember what he tasted like from your first night with all of them, figuring there will always be another day you shivered as Johnny repositioned and Kyle leaned over the both of you. One hand rested on the back of the couch, his other holding the base of his cock aligning himself up to your entrance, still restrained by Johnny you were still at Kyle's mercy. "Fuck, you're so tight baby." Slowly easing in, Kyle couldn't look away as his cock stretched your folds, disappearing into you, walls so slick from him eating you out, the only set back is the new stretch and feel of someone knew. As he was bottomed out, he panted waiting for you to be ready, looking up to you then behind you, tightened his hold on the back of the couch with both hands, and slowly pulled out a little and then slammed down. Moaning, it set the pace, pulling out half way and slamming into you, before a rhythm set in, body being continuously pushed into Johnny, closing your eyes, you melted, being driven over and over the edge, walls spasming around Kyle.
Hearing lips connect, and the sound of suckling but no lips on yourself, you cracked your eyes open, and moaned when seeing Kyle and Johnny kissing, Johnny sucking on Kyle's tongue before sliding his own tongue into his mouth, teeth clashing. Cumming at the sight of them making out, Kyle's moans were muffled into Johnny's mouth. As Kyle was moving to pull away, Johnny let go of one of your legs and quickly grabbed the back of his neck and held him in that spot, tongue practically fucking his mouth. Kyle grunted, hips moving faster, fucking you all the way through your orgasm and hurdling you towards another one, "Fuck, my god, Kyle!" Pushing your heel into the couch you started frantically moving your hips meeting each thrust. Both men moaning into the other Johnny then pulled back and re-grabbed your leg and looked down to you smiling.
"I can still taste ye on his tongue bonnie, ye really are delicious." Whining, you twisted your arm free and hooked it around his neck and pulled kissing him at Kyle continued to drill into you, his thumb working your clit, you could feel his cock twitching inside you. Moaning against Johnny's lips you gushed around Kyle again as you felt him cum inside you, hips stuttering and loosing their rhythm. Letting his forehead rest momentarily against your should the both of you huffed.
Sluggishly, Kyle eased himself out of you, and sat beside Johnny, "Shit."
As Johnny eased your legs down you slumped back and over to Kyle, kissing him slowly you moaned as Johnny started moving the both of you, pushing you to your knees, resting one hand on his shoulder and the other on his thigh. "Keep 'er steady fer me Gaz." Freeing his cock, Johnny groaned as he slid himself into you, doing slow pumps at first fascinated at the sight of Kyle's and your cum forming a ring around the base of his cock. Resting your forehead against Kyle's you moaned, rocking into him from Johnny's thrusts, you were so fucked out, you slumped into Kyle, using him to hold yourself up, his hands and Johnny's roaming your body, overstimulating you and pushing you to the edge.
Feeling Johnny cum inside you, you followed after, cumming around him, burying your face into Kyle's neck moaning. "Fucking hell." You whined, ass slumping into the couch when Johnny slipped out and let you go. As Johnny wiped between your legs for you, you laid in Kyle's lap after he cleaned himself up and tucked himself away. Once Johnny had done the same for himself he sat back down and you tucked your legs up into his lap yawning, as they pulled the coffee table closer again and finished the Chinese take out, watching the end of a movie you put on a while ago, a comfortable silence falling over the three of you.
Part 7
I couldn't help it, all day this scenario plagued my mind. These two using me and fucking making out over my shoulder!!!!! Thanks for letting me dump this here. 🫠🤗 There will be more to cum come.😋
After John dropped you off at home the following morning, Johnny was on you before you could even fully open the front door, giggling as he was rambling about whether or not you saw his texts. You did, John had helped you in the shower 45 minutes ago to itch the scratch you couldn't reach after reading all the guys desperate texts. "Johnny, let me at least set my bags down."
"Don't be late sergeant!" John hollered as he got back into his truck heading to base, laughing as he watch Johnny pawing and groping you into the front door. John knew very well his sergeant was going to be late and had already planed to set up arrangements to cover for him, it was the least he could do for him.
"Those pictures made last night so lonely bonnie, such a little tease." He whispered against your ear huffing, humping his hips into yours groaning when you moved you leg up and onto his waist.
"Thought you would enjoy them baby." You said between each sloppy kiss, his tongue filling your mouth, hands holding your ass and lifting you up.
"Fuck, I did, so much. Was so jealous of that first picture, John's face right between these heavenly thighs. Yer taste flooding my mind while I rutted into my hand." You moaned pushing into him, "Did ye have a good night with him? He take care of my girl?"
"Yes, god he did baby, took such good care of me." You giggled as he huffed against you, hips rutting persistently to your core, "Had me cumming so much last night."
"Fuck, good, good man he is, knew he would take care ye bonnie. Tol' ye they all would." You started pushing his sweat pants down a moan catching in your throat at the sight of his red tip, cock ready.
"Come on, just fill me up, can't have you running to late." You laughed as he bounced you up and raced his way upstairs, "Carefully Johnny!" Tugging your shirt off after he dropped you onto the bed, he pulled your leggings off, pulling your ass right to the edge of the bed he kicked off his sweats.
"So damn pretty bonnie." Rubbing the tip of his aching cock along your slit, he tapped it on your clit before sliding it down and into you moaning. "So warm. Gonna make me cum already." Ploughing his hips down into you, he swirled his thumb over your clit, using every move in his caliber he knows that will get you right at the edge with him.
"Oh shit Johnny, baby, that's it!" You moaned, moving your hips with him feeling your cunt start to tighten around him you arched up, pulling at the sheet groaning with him as you both came, still after a moment, catching your breath. "Jesus."
Chuckling, he pulled out of you and dragged your body up the bed, "Get comfy bonnie, I'm goin to take a quick shower before heading out. Ye'll be here when I get off right?"
Smiling as he brought your blanket up over you, moving some hair from your face you curled up, wiggling your hips a little as you felt a mix of John's and now Johnny's cum sliding down your thigh. "Sure baby." Closing your eyes and snuggling into the pillows while Johnny kissed your temple and went about getting ready for work.
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Lounging in the living room flipping through channels before settling on movie you looked at your phone as it rang. Smiling you pick up, "Hey Kyle. What's goin on?"
"Hey gorgeous, what are you doin?"
"Just found a movie to watch, sitting in the living room, waiting for Johnny to get home."
"Hmm, movie night, well good thing I bought some snacks on the way here."
"Here?" You turned around moving the living room curtain slightly and sure enough, he was walking up the side walk, waving his hand up showing you the few bags he had. "Oh my god." Getting up you made your way to the front door and opened it smiling as he came up the steps.
"So you didn't see my texts that I was coming over huh?" He asked smiling leaning down and giving you a quick kiss to your cheek.
"No, but its a nice surprise, and I do love surprises." You said also kissing his cheek, "Come on." Letting him in you smiled as he kicked his shoes off and went to the living room to set the bags on the coffee table before going into the kitchen. "You bring me some good snacks then?"
"All your favorites, and some drinks." As he walked back in he sat by you setting the glasses down pouring your favorite pop/juice into them handing you a glass, pulling your feet up to his lap. Pulling the throw blanket from the back of the couch he laid it over your lap massaging your feet, ankles and shins. Half way through the movie you had slid further down and he ended up laying beside you, squeezing and rubbing your hips. Feeling so warm and relaxed against him you wound up falling asleep head resting on his extended arm, light snores also lulling him to a slumber.
Waking up a few hours later you rubbed your eyes at the shining light coming from the kitchen, you squited before humming and smiling, "Hi Johnny."
"Hi bonnnie, looked awfully comfortable, I didn't want to wake ye." He said walking into the living room and squatting in front of you, kissing your nose then lips he smiling sitting back on his hunches. "Always so pretty." Smiling back at him you nuzzled his hand that was stroking your cheek. Kissing his fingers you hummed has you looked into his eyes, he had a certain gleam in his eyes as he grinned at you, his other hand drifting under the blanket to your thigh, smirking at the exposed skin. Having worn shorts you looked down, watching the shift of the blanket, his fingers sliding up the apex of your thigh, under your shorts and teased the lips of your cunt. Gasping as he caught your clit between his fingers and slightly twisted, slipping the tip of his fingers into you, your arousal quickly coating them. Moving your leg, knee peeking out from under the blanket, you held his hand to your cheek biting your lip trying to hold back from grinding your hips into not only his fingers but Kyle's hips, who was still sleeping peacefully beside you...to your knowledge.
Feeling dizzy with excitement you let your leg drop the side of the couch, the wet squelching of your cunt around his fingers now filling the living room. Johnny moved himself down to between your legs, laying his upper half down and pulled your shorts to the side, stretching them, moving your leg even more groaning into your folds before practically making out with your hole.
"Quite the sight to wake up to." Clenching around Johnny's tongue you turned your head and looked at Kyle, blushing.
"S-sorry." You moaned, wiggling your hips against Johnny's mouth, "I'm sorry."
"Don't apologize gorgeous, I'm enjoying the show." He said smirking, stretching a bit beside you. "I would never mind waking up to the sound of your sweet moans." Arching up you keened, Johnny's tongue driving you over the edge, twisting your fingers into his mohawk while gripping Kyle's collar and bringing him to you to kiss, tongues intertwining, your moans and whimpers muffled against his lips, blissful with the feel of his hands inching up Johnny's sweater you had on, before cupping your breast and rolling your nipple. The ripple in your core intensifying the longer they stimulated your body.
Gasping as you pulled back from Kyle, you glanced down as Johnny pulled back, "Fucking delicious bonnie." He kissed your thighs and hips before standing up and adjusting himself, "I'm going to go pick up dinner, Gaz, I'm right to guess ye'll be staying?" He said smirking making his way to the front door.
"If I'm welcome to."
"Of course you are." You said tracing his jaw and lips, "Don't be gone long Johnny."
"I'll be back shortly." He said leaving, closing the door behind him.
You turned fully to Kyle, "Sorry for the way we woke you."
"I really don't mind gorgeous." As he kissed your temples you melted into him, Kyle is so sweet with you, although he never pushes affection with you, he does make the first move, always kissing you, holding you, but he knows and has learned your ques of how much you can take before needing to stop. His sweet words always wrapping around your mind, coaxing you to melt into him, feel him, see him.
"You're so sweet, sometimes feels too sweet to be real." You said smiling at him, kissing him again, the kiss was slow and passionate, your hands now roaming him, feeling warm. "No sex, but I do want to feel you." You whispered against his lips looking into his warm eyes waiting.
"Feel me then." He said guiding your hand under his shirt, reconnecting his lips with yours. Your fingers traced his abs, tracing a circle around his nipple before trailing down and undoing his belt and pants sliding your hand in. "Seems unfair." He groaned feeling your fingers wrap around his shaft, also sliding his hand into your shorts to he worked his fingers into you, following your pace, both your moans and panting mixing between your bodies. Lifting your leg over his thigh you gasped with him looking into his eyes, mouth agape as you ground your core into his fingers, mind blanking as you came, hand stuttering on his length simultaneously feeling his cock twitch in your hand, his spend spurting onto your wrist and his boxers.
Cuddling again with him, mind wander through your relations with everyone, you're quickly finding that you are blindly falling for these men, Johnny beside you ever step of the way, very encouraging and enthusiastic. Supportive even, which makes you comfortable to embrace the others advances and promises. Making small patterns on his hand you smiled up at Johnny as he walked through the door, bags of Chinese take out in his hands.
