#cod x reader smut

[konigsblog]

Riding Perv!König... (🌽 link)

“Holy fuck, Mauschen–... Don’t stop, please—” König manages to choke out through guttural and pained growls, his eyes widening with shock while his dick hardens and twitches inside of your wet heat.

You were aware of your best friend's perverted tendencies, the way he admired you from afar and eyed you down like some feast, his eyes glued to your figure and your soft curves. It wouldn't surprise you if he got off to the photos you took me together, where you were kissing his cheek friendly and holding him tightly. The slightest touch can be turned sexual with König, no matter how innocent it actually was.

And now, here you were, your soft and warm walls tightening around his cock after catching him with a pair of your underwear wrapped around his stiff cock, flicking through the pictures on his computer and moaning your name breathlessly. He couldn't control himself, Liebling. You're a dangerously addictive sight, a drug to the poor pervert. He feels deranged and creepy for acting this way towards his best friend, the one who holds him tightly, comforts and soothes him through his depression and anxiety. Although, each stroke feels like heaven and he's too distracted by the depraved fantasies inside of his corrupted mind to notice or sense your presence.

“Godverdammt... I'm so sorry, little one. I know–I know I'm disgusting and strange, shame me.” You can hear his heavy breathing, the shakiness and uneasiness in his voice as he degrades and shames himself, his cock swelling with pleasure inside of the tightness of your gummy cunt. His thumb pushes against your tight asshole while you bounce onto his wet dick, coating him in your sweet fluids while giggling and mocking him for being a loser.

Fuck, maybe even let König record this. It'll give him something new to jerk off to, something different from the innocent and sweet pictures filling his camera roll.

“You’re such a freak, König... Now, be quiet and let me punish you for being such a gross loser.”

[luc1-anna]

Refusing to drive home in such dark conditions, it was around 1am on a Monday, having just come back from a visit to your friend's, wanting to get home since you had something early in the morning and the roads would be packed if you left later. Parked up at the side of the road, it would probably would've been safer to stay at your friend's rather than stop halfway and wait till the sun rose.

Car lights off to conserve energy as the light outside illuminated the build of your vehicle. Though it wouldn't be obvious that someone was there if they didn't look hard enough, with bushes covering your surroundings. The sound of gravel alerting your senses, only to see the reflective colours of a police car, stopping right beside yours as one of them stepped dout, leaving the other in the car. Flashlight glowing towards your car, pointing in your face. "How you doing today ma'am?" Leaning on the open window of yours, you couldn't deny that he was attractive, he was like a model. A few minutes passing as he asks questions, finally getting to the last one. "Can I see your id?" Motioning for you to put it in your hands. Scuffling about as you were a bit nervous, normally it would be fine to hand your id to an officer, but this one was more on the attractive side whilst the others weren't.

"Well I've got to do a quick test for alcohol and substances" noticing how flimsy you were when you tried to hand him your id, barley able to remember a reason why you were nere at practically midnight, stuttering as you spoke to him too. "Step outside the car for me?" He wasn't asking, he expected you to do it, stepping out as he dragged you towards the cop car, sitting you inside as the other man glanced back for a few seconds, engulfed in your beauty. "Breath into this for me love" surely it was unprofessional for an officer to call you 'love', right?

Despite the tests come back negative he had other ideas in mind, refusing to let you go, explaining that it was unsafe for such a pretty lady to be on the side of the road, when it was practically pitch black. "Leave her alone, you being creepy." "Shut the fuck up, I don't see you getting off your ass" arguing as you sat in the back, you were grateful for the officer who sat in the driver's seat.

Somehow that arguing developed into him taking his frustration out on you. Face rubbing against the cool temperature of the metal. Body jerking forward with each thrust, feeling a shock run up your spine as he kept slapping your ass, using your hands as handlebars for his own dirty deeds, tightening the handcuffs just to leave marks on your poor wrists. "Your pussy feels good for such a slut like you." You weren't a slut, maybe he had a degradation kink, "Taking an officer's cock on the side of the road at 1am" thrusting further inside of you, the curve on his dick made it better since he was reaching places which you couldn't, tip running along your gummy walls. Gripping onto his cock, wanting to leech off every drop of his cum.

"Taking your time with her?" The other officer called out, still sat in the car as he monitored the surroundings. "Shut up!" He called back, he was so worked up in your hole that he didn't have anything snarky to comment back. Hand slapping your ass in retaliation, making you yelp as you felt the sharp sting. Hand staying gripped on your ass as he pushed further inside, cock rubbing against your walls. Balls slapping your poor cunt, creating a noise which could only be described as pleasure. Door slamming as you heard the steps onto the gravel, Stumbling backwards as he felt an arm on his shoulder. "You take too long." Dragging you off the car, letting you hold your own weight up. "What? You want a turn or something?" Joking with him as he pushed inside once again.

Hearing the zipper unfold in front of you, you couldn't see much due to the position. "Look up" bringing your chin up so you met his boxers, already noticing the imprint of his bulge kissing the exposed part of his boxers, leaving a light mark of your lips. Stroking his hands along your head, throwing his boxers down since you couldn't do it, cock popping up as it hit your top lip, light pink mushroom tip dripping with precum, leaking all over his cock. Stuffing your poor mouth with his full length, tongue having to adapt to how large he was as it swirled along, taking in every vein and detail. Throwing his head back as your mouth warmed up his cock, he didn't even have to move since your body kept on jerking forward due to his colleague. "Your good with your tongue" complimenting how well you sucked him off. Another sharp sting running throughout your body, noticing how much attention you gave him, he was getting pissed off since he was first. "Slow down, your gonna bruise her!" Helping you out as he noticed how hard your face mashed into his pelvis, balls slapping each end of your lips. "Or atleast loosen her handcuffs" he didn't like how tight they looked on you, most likely going to leave marks when they taken off. Loosening the grip on your head, stepping back a bit so you stopped gagging on his dick. Knees wanting to buckle from how hard he thrusted inside. "Shut up, I'm close" wanting to speed him up so you could focus on the nicer one. Walls gripping onto his cock, balls slapping your wet cunt, feeling some accomplishment from how you made someone cum.

"Don't get all cocky princess, he does this to most pretty girls." Clearly this officer was a whore if that was true, fucking any girl he got his hands on. Not even trying to deny it as he paid no attention to the man. Kissing his teeth. "Don't lie." Responding to the man as he felt his balls empty, seed spilling all inside your tight hole, he didn't even care that it had the risk of getting pregnant since you felt this good, plus he wouldn't mind having a kid with such a beautiful woman. Groaning in response, cum already dripping out of you since he hadn't done this in a while, removing himself as he watched it drip out, slapping your ass for one last time.

"I'm done" drying his cum coated cock with a tissue. You wasted now time getting out of that position, crouching down Infront of the other officer, hands still tied behind your back. His essence dripping out of your hole, causing the gravel to turn a different shade of white. Mouth bobbing forward to backward as you took his full length back in, gagging at the feeling of his tip hitting your throat.

[cyberfreaky]

dads!bestfriend simon who doesn’t care your boyfriend.

“f—fuck, i missed you.” simon grunted as he slammed his cock inside you, forehead pressed against yours while maintaining eye contact.

you felt a pang of guilt as you laid beneath simon, thinking of how you’d even face your boyfriend after this. the older man would see the look on your face and chuckle lowly, grabbing your jaw to give you a sloppy kiss. “don’t get all sappy now, love.” he tsk’ed, smiling as your moans grew louder.

“i…i feel..bad.” you whimpered softly, raw lips falling agape as simon began to pound you even harder. he didn’t give a shit about your guilt, all that mattered to him was you and your body.

“c’mon, darlin’. y’know you missed me, too.” simon groaned in your ear, his teeth nipping on that one spot that made you squirm. the flat of his tongue dragged down the side of your neck, sucking hellishly at your warm skin. of course you missed him.

it wasn’t that hard to guess when your cunt was swallowing his thick cock with such ease.

simon laughed tauntingly at how sensitive you were, he’d barely been inside you for 10 minutes and already you were on the verge of orgasming. he’d thrust even deeper inside you to make you scream. the most beautiful sound. “bet you think about me when he’s fuckin’ you.” simon groaned, feeling your soft walls tighten around him. “wishing it was me…mmffm…stuffin’ this pretty pussy.”

— all rights reserved © cyberfreaky (2023) do not repost, translate or copy my work without given permission.

[tojisun]

sex with simon… oh the worms. they're going crazy

!! (mentioned) breeding kink; squirting; unrealistic (and hinted gratuitous) sex; afab reader

he would keep you in his bed however long he wants. you could have work or any other scheduled outing, but nothing gets accomplished nor is a priority the moment he's got you in his room. it's not like he chains you to his posts—not unless you two planned it—but he teases, rutting his cock along your stomach or punching it deep in your cervix. the croons come soon, always accompanied by open-mouth kisses along your skin.

“y’r so wet, listen—”

you squeal, clawing the sheets at his deep thrust; the slide so wet and sloppy, your cunt drips and squelches. your cheeks tingle with warmth and your chest thrums with the feeling of shame, and you want to curl into yourself but know you are unable to.

not with how simon’s bearing down on you like the weight of his fat cock isn’t enough to smother the little air you don’t gasp out in your dizzying bliss.

he grins, seeing the way your eyes roll to the back of your skull and feeling your toes curl from where they are pressed on the rise of his ass, and doubles the speed. his pelvis meets your own, the head of his cock snug just before your cervix and you hiccup, thrashing, your slack jaw even more useless.

gargled keens is all you can reply to simon’s taunts, your mind and body unable to form any coherent thought.

your pussy aches. oversensitive. you are sure your walls will permanently be stretched, shaped by the size of simon’s cock—he’s ruined you for everyone else.

god. the thought shouldn’t be pleasing but it makes you scream, hips jumping as your orgasm builds, reaching its peak, frantic as it razes your body and—

and—

simon grunts at the wet gush of your squirt, your slick forcing itself past the plugged-in girth of his dick. he hisses to himself at the biting pleasure of your pussy gripping him like a wet, used vice, his mind going numb at the onslaught of ecstatic sensations filling his synapses.

his orgasm hits him hard too, his teeth digging into your skin as it racks him with such ferocity.

you sob, hitting him weakly with your trembling fist because s’too muh– simon s’too mu–!

he whispers his sorry’s. says this’ll be the last round, he swears, his eyes blissfully closed as he fills your womb with his cum.

(let it take, simon sings to himself.

let it take. let it take. let it take.)

but he doesn’t pull out his flaccid cock, not even for a break, and you whimper, your mind humming with need and your clit thrumming with unbridled desire, because you know he’s not done.

not yet. not with how simon looks at you with dark eyes, his kiss-swollen lips tugged up in a grin. it looks more like a snarl, you think.

“‘m gon’ make a mess out o’you, sweetheart,” he murmurs, his voice soft even as it descends into you with a certain finality. “gon’ fill this cunny with my cum until y’r womb’s sloshin’ with all of it.”

you blink your wet eyes up at him and mewl, “please.” because you want nothing less.

[lovnaei]

"shh I know, I know baby" simon talking you through your 3rd orgasm by just getting fingered by his large fingers. His fingers hitting the same gummy, gushy spot over and over again. Your face heated because you're getting fussy over the fact he hasn't stuck his cock in yet:(

[youronlydarlin]

Just Loser! Simon who's unknowingly a sex god

He says shit like "Did that feel good..?" everytime you two fuck. As if he didn't just give you the most back arching, toe curling, brain numbing orgasm of your life.

You'd be panting like a dog beneath him, eyes rolled to the back of your skull and still he'd be asking "How's that feel..?" Like sir. This isn't UberEATS, why do you keep asking that? Do you want five stars??

[saddestsquid]

König & his demonic back shots are plaguing my thoughts 😣😣

Warnings: 18+, this is pure filth so like yeah🤨 König x female reader, p in v, just a short blurb ୨୧

Cause I know damn well this man would give the FILTHIEST back shots. Like you feel like your being resurrected every time he slams you onto his cock.

“Maus- oh fuuuuck…” He groaned, drilling into you with so much force the bed shook.

You were moaning and screaming into the pillow, your backside being held up completely by him. He manhandled you on his cock like a doll, mindlessly slamming into your cunt over and over like he was trying to fuck the demons right out of his body.

He reached down and circled your waist, holding you up with just one arm. With his free hand he rubbed at your clit, always making sure you feel good no matter how pussy-drunk he is. The man is just so big—it feels like he’s everywhere. If you didn’t know any better you’d assume he was reaching all the way down to your throat. The slight pain of him slamming into your cervix overwhelmed your senses and heightened the pleasure along with the feeling of him playing with your clit. You doubted either of you were making it there after this but you could have swore you saw a flash of heavens gates every time he plunged into you.

He spread your legs wider and angled his thrusts to meet that spongey spot inside you every time his pelvis met your ass with an audible slap ! Even the sound of the headboard slamming into the wall wasn’t enough to drown out both your noises. This was definitely gonna earn you a noise complaint—tho it was worth it for the mind blowing orgasm that washed over you when that coil in your stomach finally snapped.

You came all over his cock, leaving a sticky white ring around the base of it that he couldn’t keep his eyes off of every time he slid his thick cock in and out again. With a pathetic whimper you never thought you’d hear come out of a man of his size, he pressed into you as deep as your body would let him and came hard. 

So much of his seed was stuffed inside you that it began to flow out, dripping all over both of your thighs. Before you could complain, he collapsed on top of you, crushing you with his weight. It felt like being stuck under a city bus, but you just sighed and let him have this one.

[roxy-writes]

warnings: overstim

when virgin!konig eats you out for the first time, he’s so so sloppy. it's obvious he's inexperienced, but you still find yourself bucking your hips into his face. almost too enthusiastically, he dives in and laps at your pussy like there’s no tomorrow. you can see him humping the bed for a scrap of relief, and judging by the sounds he's making, he's going to cum in his pants. he grabs your thighs and pulls you even closer, sticking his tongue in your hole before dragging it up to circle your clit messily.

the stimulation on your clit makes you cum on his face, and you try shoving him off of you, but it's no use. this hulking mass of a man stays with his tongue buried in your pussy, and it's too much in the best way possible. you're overstimulated and shaky, but konig's too pussydrunk to notice or care. he takes your clit between his lips and sucks like it's a lollipop, and you moan loudly.

at this point, the noises he makes are louder than yours. he's licking up every drop of your wetness and soaking his face in your juices. you've cum too many times to count. you try to lock your legs together so he can't reach your overstimulated pussy, but he pries them apart and resumes his ministrations. he's cum more than ever just from grinding against the bed, his boxers and pants ruined. and, once again, he stuffs your pussy full of his tongue and makes you feel so good you could sob.

[crimsonbubble]

ghost with rookie!reader who has a voice kink :(( [renders from @ave661]

like he doesn't realize it right away bc he's always talking and giving orders to others but this sweet little rookie is almost melting anytime that he tells them to do smth. he'll figure it out so quickly too, it's embarrassing. he'll purposely toy around with his voice and make it deeper with a slightly harsher rasp and just watch the rookie struggle to focus.

the sweet rookie just cant help how their superior's voice makes them feel :(( it's wrong but he's got such a nice voice it makes your insides mushy :(( as long as you don't think about how good it would sound for him to praise you while you suck him off or when he's burying his thick cock into you :((

he'd talk your ear off with all that praise. constant coos of "just like that, lovie." "fuckin' use my cock, there we go."

[greatstormcat]

COD Omegaverse Part 1

Part 2 here

Alpha!Ghost x Omega!Soap x Omega!f!reader

TW: MDNI 18+, dub/con, heat cycle

You left the base pharmacy, pocketing your refilled prescription of suppressants just as Soap walked past. He spotted you and threw his arm over your shoulders, hugging you tightly against his side in a show of protective friendship.

“Getting your migraine pills?” He chuckled with a wink. Soap was one of the few open Omegas on base, despite being more than capable of defending himself, being Ghost’s mate meant that no one would dare step over the line and touch him for fear of being ripped to pieces by either of them.

“Yes, making sure I’ve got enough before we deploy,” you replied, falling into step with him as you both returned to the 141’s barracks. The team knew your true designation as an Omega and had kept your secret safe. You’d earned your place in the team over and over after all, and you were a part of the Pack now which was the almost the ultimate show of acceptance.

“Don’t blame you for takin’ those things but just don’t rely on ‘em forever,” he repeated his usual warning when he saw the pills in your hands. “They’ve killed as many Omegas as they’ve helped protect, understand?” He stopped you and looked you in the eyes, genuine concern and affection clear on his handsome features. You nodded.

“I know,” you reply with a weary sigh. “Not everyone is lucky enough to have an Alpha like Ghost though. I don’t want to end up locked away somewhere, not able to live my life the way I want because my mate says I can’t. I won’t give myself away and I certainly won’t take a mate.”

An odd look passes across his face, a knowing smile for some hidden joke.

“Ah hen, you could easily have an Alpha like him. Ya just need to be open to it,” he chuckled and started you both walking together again.

Several days and many miles later, the snow was thick and heavy, making going difficult as you followed Ghost and Soap towards the safe house, but you still felt sweat sticking everything to your skin. How could you be this hot in a fucking blizzard? It didn’t make sense and only worsened your sour mood caused by the aches and pains of the mission. You’d rolled down a stairwell after the firefight had started, to avoid a grenade blast, and you’d been sore all over ever since.

“Come on,” Ghost snapped, equally as irritable as you. Despite the mission going well, both you and Ghost had been snappy and argumentative with each other. Soap even stepped in to get between you both or risk the mission at one point. Now you were making your way to the safehouse to await exfil.

The safe house turned out to be an abandoned farmhouse at the edge of woodland, the door half buried in snow as you arrived. Ghost managed to force the door open and the three of you entered.

“You two check this floor, I’m going upstairs to radio in.” With that he made his way upstairs, rifle drawn.

You desperately peel open your cold weather gear, and your scent broke free causing you and Soap to freeze, wide eyed. You were in heat. That was why you ached all over, why you were overheated.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck no,” you breathed.

“How is that possible, lass?” the other Omega whispered hoarsely moving closer to you, as though he didn’t believe what he was smelling. “I saw you get the tablets, how is this happening?”

Ghost’s heavy footsteps interrupted you both, the sweet scent of your heat already filling the confined space with no way to hide it. Soap moved to the doorway protectively as Ghost approached, but the Alpha stopped in the doorway before he entered the room, eyes fixed on you intently and you heard him inhale through his mask. He visibly shuddered as he took in the scent of the room and closed his eyes briefly, as if savoring it, before he spoke.

“We’ve got a problem. Price has been trying to reach us. Told me the pharmacy fucked up and you were given the wrong meds, you’ve been off suppressants since the last refill.” He stood stiffly as he spoke, chest moving noticeably with the effort to stay back.

“That’s almost two weeks ago. How long til exfil, Lt?” You asked, panic bubbling inside you, along with your body's reaction to the Alpha standing across the room from you.

“With this weather? A day, maybe two, helo won’t fly in this. We are gonna have to deal with this ourselves, however you feel comfortable with,” he answered firmly. Soap gave a proud little smile at his Alpha’s response, and moved beside you to rub your shoulder, feeling the tightening of your muscles already starting.

“It’s up to you, lass,” he said softly. “Ghost is gonna rut like a madman if he stays too close to ya, but I can keep him busy if you rather do this on yer own. As much as I’d love to offer to stay and look after ya,” he tilted his head at Ghost, “havin’ an Alpha here complicates things. Even Ghost cannae fight his instincts completely in this situation.”

Your eyes shifted between the two of them, their surprising offer clear but your consent key to whatever happens.

“I trust you both with my life already,” you reply, you fiddle with the straps on your vest. The weight already becoming too much against your over sensitive skin. “I don’t want to make things uncomfortable, you’re mates after all.”

“But we’re pack, we look after eachother,” Ghost said firmly, his voice deep and low with the effort to keep himself in the doorway and out of the room. The rumble in his words, their reassurance, teased and coaxed at your Omega instincts to trust and obey the Alpha, coupled with the scent of his arousal invading your nose. You needed to answer them now, before you were incoherent and unable to give a lucid answer.

“If the offer is genuine, then I accept.” You spoke as clearly as you could, despite that fact your heart was pounding in your ears already. Ghost nodded once.

“Right,” Ghost turned to Soap, the scent of both their arousals mixing into the air with your heat now, creating a heady cocktail. “Get her upstairs, there’s a bedroom at the back. I’m gonna make sure everything’s secure.” He glanced at you again. “Make sure she’s comfortable.”

Soap chuckle and nodded, “aye, Lt. Leave her with me,” and he grabbed you by the vest and pulled you towards the stairs, your knees already weakening and brain begin to drift. He ushered you upstairs and found the bedroom, hustling you inside before looking at you with concern. “Ya sure about this, lass? He’s a good Alpha but he’s also big. That knot will take yer breath away,” he said with a wink as he began to undo the straps on your gear with swift, sure fingers. You managed to mumble a reply, but the friction of your clothes and gear was too much of a distraction, you were whimpering as each piece of gear came away, relieving some of the discomfort. Soap led you to the dusty bed once you were down to your underwear, the scent of Ghost bleeding from Soap this close to you from his skin was enough to take the edge of the burning feeling inside. The other Omega quickly removed his own gear, down to his trousers and undershirt, the outline of his erection clear behind the fabric. Once he lay beside you on the questionable bed, you moved in tight against him, pressing your sweat covered face against him and breathing in the scent of his mate and his greedily.

“It’s okay, lass,” he whispered, running his hands along the skin of your back and pulling you close. “Alpha will be here soon and he’ll make you feel better.” He pressed a kiss to your fevered brow, and the first painful wave of need racked your body, causing you to convulse and whine. Soap hushed and soothed you as the pain ran through you, bringing tears to your eyes, and mixed with the unadulterated need between your thighs. Slick soaked into your underwear heightening the scent of the heat, and your body temperature spiked.

With a curse Soap pulled back from you slightly, and slid his hand down your stomach to your crotch, hissing slightly when he felt the heat radiating from your swollen pussy.

“Ah fuck, hen,” he said in sympathy, having known bad heats himself in the past, and began to rub his fingers across the fabric. Your head rolled back at the friction of fabric against skin, neck muscles loosening slightly and a groan rolled out of you. Your hips gyrated against Soap’s hand, his fingers zeroing in on your clit through the wet fabric and working to bring you to orgasm to ease your suffering.

You buried your face into the crook of his neck, licking and nibbling at the skin as he rubbed your clit sending shockwaves of pleasure through you that built and coiled inside you until it snapped and you orgasmed shockingly quickly, but it was not enough.

“Shit… it’s not enough… more,” you whine into Soap’s neck, hips grinding against his hand in desperation as your pussy clenches around emptiness.

“Shhhh, it’s okay,” he cooed, “Alpha will be here soon. He’s gonna take care of ya.”

Both Soap and you were hit with the scent of Ghost’s arousal as he appeared in the doorway, your body trembling to a worrying extent against Soap. Ghost had already removed his vest, jacket and boots as he moved to the edge of the rickety bed.

“Sit rep,” he growled looking down at you, his eyes burning through his mask.

“It’s bad, Si,” Soap explained to his mate. “Those fuckin’ suppressants have done a number on her system and it’s gone haywire now they’ve cleared out.”

You convulsed again on the bed, your eyes pleading as you looked over at Ghost, the Alpha that could make it stop. His scent curled into your brain and drew a whine from your throat, which he reacted to on instinct. Ghost moved forward onto the bed where Soap cradled you, and reached out with a gloved hand.

“I’m not gonna hurt you, Omega,” Ghost said softly, reaching out and putting one huge hand on the side of your neck. His covered thumb gently teased your scent gland, sending a wave of boneless submission through your body. “That’s it, just like that,” he said as he moved closer and gathered you in his arms. You curled in on yourself, pushing your face against him and taking great lungfuls of his scent, letting it work its way into your very veins to ease the burning all over you. “Shit, she’s burning up,” you heard Ghost say over the top of your head to Soap, concern clear in his voice.

“I already got her to cum once, she needs a knot,” Soap replied. Another wave of pain seared through your body and you cried out, clutching onto Ghost’s shirt. You were dimly aware of your body being moved and rearranged by the two men, the last items of clothing being shed from all bodies including your sodden underwear. Ghost even lifted the bottom of his balaclava to expose his mouth and you felt his breath tickle across your gland.

The musty mattress of the bed pressed against your back, which arched as the most painful wave of heat coursed through your sweat covered body. Your thighs clench together tightly as Ghost leant over you, covering your body with his and the contact of his skin against your causing you to whine.

His hand grabbed the side of your neck, thumb pressing into your scent gland in an attempt to relax you but the spasms refused to subside.

Strong hands gripped your legs and pried them apart roughly, the sting of the cold air against your superheated pussy an unwelcome sensation prompting you to struggle against them until a tongue ran over your gland, forcing you to submit.

“Fucking hell,” Ghost hissed as he pushed the head of his cock against your entrance, the heat almost searing his skin. The Alpha panted as your pussy welcomed him inside, slick coating and dribbling around his length as he hilted himself, and your cries of pain shifted into throaty moans of pleasure as your body was filled with what it needed. The stretch of his cock in your pussy satisfying and overwhelming at once.

“That’s a sight,” Soap whispered in awe, slowly palming himself as his mate began to grind into you. Once he began to pull his hips back and snap them against you, setting a steady rhythm, your body relaxed more and your hips rolled in time with his movements.

“There you go, good pup,” Ghost muttered against your ear, his breath huffing against your sensitive skin in time with his thrusts. Small kisses and licks were pressed against your neck and ear as the hulking Alpha moved at a delicious pace in your pussy, sending waves of electricity up your spine.

The sensation coiled in your lower stomach, burning hot with the hormones ravaging your body. He suddenly pulled at you your snarled, pure Omega instinct lighting your brain and sending your lunging at him to bring back what you needed, craved.

Soap grabbed you before Ghost could react pulling you back down, narrowly escaping your snapping teeth, fangs extended.

“Hold her Johnnny!” Ghost barked, the sound enough to make you cower briefly and let Soap and Ghost force you onto your front. “Calm down, pup. You’ll get what you need,” he snarled as he pushed into you again once he was happy with your position. You pushed your hips up and back to meet his thrust which went deeper, sawing his cock back and forth across your most sensitive spot. Soap cradled your head, watching in rapt awe as your eyes rolled back and your tongue lolled from your mouth.

“So fuckin’ gorgeous,” he moaned and kissed you, pushing his tongue into your mouthy sloppily. One of his hands slipped under your hips and rubbed at your swollen clit again, rushing you towards another orgasm, this time on an Alpha’s cock. The coil of pleasure burning inside you quickly snapped and your screamed into Soap’s kiss, pussy clenching tightly onto Ghost.

You whined as Ghost continued to fuck into you through your orgasm, muscles spasming with each thrusts and squeezing his cock tightly to urge him to cum. Acting on instinct he lowered himself over your back, forearm supporting your abdomen to keep you where he wanted you, as his knot began to swell, catching in your entrance and sending shockwaves along your spine. You squirmed in his grip, the alien sensation of the knot causing panic to ripple through you, until Ghost’s mouth covered your scent gland, tongue laving over the delicate skin and robbing you of your will to fight the feeling.

“Stay still… gonna knot you…” he grunted, still thrusting until the knot swelled to lock him in place leaving him only able to make shallow thrusts which ended with a final, almost vicious thrust as he came, his body shaking and breath leaving his chest in a rush.

Ghost held you tightly and rolled to the side, taking you with him, and held you against his chest. Soap lay down with you both, pressing against you to keep you in place on his mate’s knot.

“That better, bonnie?” Soap asked, gently touching your lower stomach where Ghost’s engorged cock made a small mound.

“Yeah, bit better,” you managed to reply, your head still fuzzy but the fire subsided enough to breathe again whilst not letting go of you completely.

“It’ll be back again soon, but we’ll get ya through this,” he murmured, stroking your sweat covered skin.

It was several more hours before the heat broke, during which Ghost and Soap took turns with you, stuffing your aching pussy with cock and cum. When Ghost’s urge to place a mating bite was too much to ignore, Soap would lay across you letting his mate bite him instead.

Eventually it broke, and you were left exhausted and drained, sandwiched between Ghost and Soap. The snow finally stopped and the sound of the help approaching spurred you all into action.

You trembled as you dressed, but the others helped you with longer touches and tenderness that hadn’t been there before.

“What happens now?” You asked Ghost after you boarded the helicopter, your voice hoarse. The Alpha looked at you thoughtfully in the seat beside him.

“We will work it out,” he answered with a nod from Soap opposite him.

Captain Price was waiting on the tarmac when the helo landed, and watched as Soap and Ghost helped you down onto the ground in a weak and dehydrated state. As the three of you neared, his nostrils flared with the mixture of scents, his expression unreadable.

“We’ll get you to medical soon but you three come with me first,” he said in a low voice, devoid of any hint of what he was thinking. You stiffened slightly, doubt and worry gnawing at you.

“Come on,” Ghost said softly, nudging your shoulder gently to get you moving.

The three of you trudged into Price’s office, with Soap keeping close beside you as you wobbled slightly as you walked. Ghost glanced at you from the corner of his eye, from time to time, checking you as well.

As you enter Price's office, a heavy hand gripped your shoulder and steered you towards a chair and pushed you firmly into it, your knees buckling willingly as you sink into it. Ghost huffed in response to your compliance and stood beside you, Soap taking position on the other side.

“I’m glad to see you’re all in one piece,” he said, although it was hard to tell if he was referring to the mission or the heat. “We need to address the issue with the suppressants, obviously this wasn’t your fault but it leaves you in a difficult situation. Anyone with a nose on base can now tell your true designation, plus right now you’re reeking of these two.”

“That’s not a problem, sir,” Ghost volunteered, and Soap nodded his agreement. Price raised an eyebrow at this.

“You’re collecting Omegas now, one not enough for you?” Prince asked the Lieutenant, who shrugged in response, any hint of his feelings hidden by his mask.

“Didn’t mark her, Soap kept gettin’ in the way.”

“What he means is,” Soap jumped in, “we are a pack and we don’t see why the lass shouldn't be afforded all the privileges of that. We’ve helped each other through heats and ruts plenty of times, Captain.”

Price sat quietly and considered this for a moment. “You’ve got a point, son. However,” he said, looking you firmly in the eyes, “you're now officially an unclaimed Omega in a base crammed with Alphas, you know the risks associated with this. Some cannot, or will not, control their instincts as well as they should.”

“I understand sir,” you reply, returning his stare with your back as straight as you can manage. The intense fatigue and aching in your bones stealing your normal confident posture.

“Think carefully, you’re going to medical next and they will want you to go back on the suppressants. It’s your choice if you do or not though, I’ve never forced you before and I won’t now, but you have to accept the consequences. The 141 are your pack but we cannot be with you 24 hours a day.”

Gaz escorted you to medical and stayed with you while you were treated for the effects of your extreme and prolonged heat. You were badly dehydrated and placed on a drip for a few hours which gave you time to talk to Gaz, who was a Beta and Price’s mate.

“Just think, if you decide to be open about your designation you may find yourself getting courted now,” he winked, trying to lighten the mood as you lay on the gurney.

“Great, getting hounded by random Alphas, watching my back in every corridor and darkened room,” you grumbled miserably. You had been recommended to go back on the suppressants by the doctor but not for several weeks until your body had recovered from the sudden absence. That meant another heat was likely to hit in that time.

“You never know, you may be interested in some of them,” he countered, his voice soothing and calm. “You’d be surprised who has been keeping an eye on you all this time.” He smirked knowingly, making you stare at him suddenly.

“You know something,” you accused him and his grin widened, adding to your curiosity. “Tell me.”

“I promised them both I wouldn’t,” he replied.

[konigsblog]

Cock and ball worship with an inexperienced reader and König?

(cock and ball worship with könig... save me, mfmf...)

A part of you just wants an excuse to drool over the sight of König's large cock, how girthy and fat he is, the pearly globs of arousal that run down his shaft, and how desperate and depraved könig becomes when all attention is on him and his pathetic, hard boner.

You're not sure how to start this, how to begin. König is intrigued by what you'll do first, what your techniques are, gazing down at you through half-lidded and delirious eyes. If he knew you were inexperienced, he'd throat fuck you until you were addicted, couldn't get enough of his meaty, big cock. He bucks his broad, sturdy hips, an attempt to encourage you. He'll rub his swollen and hard cock against your face, slap the tip against your tongue, only for you to slowly rub his hard dick or stroke him gently.

“C’mon, Maus- Please, give me more.” I mean, at some point, König can't control the pleasure between his muscular thighs and grabs a tight hold of your face, his calloused fingers dipping into your mouth, practically prying your jaw open to force his weeping, thick dick inside. Of course, you gag and gurgle, it's inevitable when you take König's large size into consideration. The pulsating sensation of his thick cock is addictive as you slobber around him, almost drunk off of the taste of his salty semen, the lingering smell of his musky cock.

König will bark orders at you as he gradually gets more and more worked up. His orgasm is on the verge of releasing, with thick and creamy strings of come dripping from the head of his hung, heavy cock. His balls are heavy against your warm tongue, and König can't help but become addicted to the wet sensation of your tongue rubbing against his ballsack.

Fuck, König is too drunk off of the pleasure that he doesn't even notice how he's came all down your throat and over your face, until you're babbling about how disgusting he is. Shame him, Liebling, he gets off to it. :(

[luc1-anna]

Moans failing to come out of your mouth due to his fingers being shoved in there, confirming that you couldn't wake up the kids due to your noise. Skirt lifted up towards your waist, always slipping down with each hard thrust, leaning your thigh on one of the handles bars to the cupboards. "Your so noisy my love" gagging on his fingers as he pushed further inside, on both ends. Gummy walls making him etch closer to an orgasm. "You might wake the kids up at this rate."

It had been years since he made you feel this good, since you had a toddler so your priorities were set on your children rather than your husband's sexual wellbeing. Oh how badly you wanted to prove him wrong that you weren't noisy, only for inaudible noises to come out. Hand slapping your ass, feeling you trying to talk. The stinging sensation running through your body, it stayed that way till he was done with your ass, hands residing back to your hips. Compared to him you were tiny, but then again he was larger than average body wise, so anybody would be considered tiny to him. Balls slapping your wet cunt, turning the muscle wet, sound of skin would be echoing through the kitchen if it wasn't for the soft tunes which played from his radio, masking your indecent actions.

Balls stuffing your poor womb with all his seed, making sure not to let a speck out, staying inside you as he kept on thrusting, he wasn't going to stop till you were close to an orgasm. And that's exactly what he did, pushing down on your womb, feeling the bulge he created deep inside of you. His chest touching your back as he leaned on you, slowing down his hips. "Fuck" groaning into your ear. "Would you be up for another kid?" You could hear his smile purring in the tone of his voice.

[cyberfreaky]

sel could you PLEASE expand on drunk & touchy dbf!ghost 🙏🏼

dbf!simon is becoming my fave thing to write ??? HMMMM…

i could imagine him climbing into bed & being so sloppy & needy that he can only muster up enough energy to dry hump you >>>

“y’still awake?” simon would whisper, kicking off his boots as he climbed behind you in bed. his warm breath would hit the back of your neck, not without the strong scent of alcohol emitting from him.

you’d smile tiredly as simon nuzzled his face into your neck, wet lips leaving sloppy kisses across your skin. his big arms would engulf you entirely, clad jeans starting to tighten around his crotch. this’d become a habit after a night of drinking, simon would search for you immediately and cling to you in bed. the possibility of your father catching him never crossed his inebriated mind.

“love…love ‘ya so much.” he’d mumble, hooking his leg across your thigh and pressing himself harder against your body. his bulge could be felt through your pyjama shorts, throbbing painfully in his boxers.

you’d giggle quietly, letting simon’s rough hands roam across your body and fondle your soft tits. “go to sleep.” you say, making no effort to actually stop him. you keened into his touch quickly, having become accustomed to this lewd, saturday routine.

simon’s lips were attached to your neck, soon nibbling your earlobe while he rolled your nipples between his fingers. your subtle moans made the older man even harder, and his hips began to rock back and forth against you. “can’t sleep.” he’d whine, grinding his hard-on against your ass.

he couldn’t find the energy to unbuckle his pants, the friction against his throbbing cock would have to do. “c-christ, was thinkin’ of ‘ya all night.” simon would grunt in your ear, humping your leg like a bunny. “needa’ fuck you so badly.” his speech slurred as he groaned lowly, his drunken eyes screwing shut as he kept up that delicious pace.

— all rights reserved © cyberfreaky (2023) do not repost, translate or copy my work without given permission.

[blingblong55]

Contact -Vladmir Makarov NSFW

A/N: I still want to fuck the old makarov

Based on a request:

Makarov fucking us into submission😩 2, 15 with him, gen neutral or Fem reader ____ F!Reader, smut, MDNI, 18+, power!play, marking, dom!Makarov, sub!reader, oral!sex ____

A/N:...so war criminals...am I right...

"On your back, pretty girl," his voice almost a whisper. Makarov smiles upon seeing his pretty lady listen to his instructions. Your face already a mess, his cum all over your face, reddened face from when he slapped you and his hickeys all over your neck and chest. His head now in between your pretty thighs. You adore it when he takes control of you, how he throws you around in bed, slaps you around when you don't listen, because, 'good girls always listen,' he reminds you. He looks up, tongue already teasing your clit. A grin on him as he watches you try and suppress the moans. "Oh, you like that?" A smile on him and then he slaps your thigh, tongue still teasing your more than sensitive clit, your hips buck but he pushes them down.

"That's it, pretty girl, just like that, let it happen," his thick Russian accent making this even more desirable. Your hands on his hair as you feel his tongue and nose on your pussy. His erected dick leaking pre-cum for the second time this evening. His fingers curling inside of your cunt. Tip so swollen one more of your sweet moans will send him over the edge and he will release all over the bedsheets instead of your pussy. "So...fucking...good," he praises the one part he loves to kiss more. Your free hand playing your nipples, your back arches, eyes fluttering. "Vlad...fuck..i.." you stutter, the pleasure and orgasm building up in your core.

"I know you can take it, so fucking take it," he slaps your ass one more time. You mewl at this. "I don't...think I can," you let out a whiny moan. His tongue flickering on your clit, lips kissing and sucking at the sensitive tissue, it was more than a messy kiss to your pretty pussy, it was a wet and teased kiss. The taste of you, like heaven couldn't be anymore closer to you. He kisses your inner thigh, knowing he was close to cumming. He kisses and licks, before you know it, he begins to bite that area, it was pleasure and pain in one movement.

"Come for me, R/N, do it," he growls, needing to make you come before he even dares to fuck that tight cunt of yours. You grip on his hair and the sheets, back arches, moans so unholy it makes the devil grin. He chuckles when he drowns in your juices. "My...oh my pretty girl," he licks your cunt again. Taste of paradise on his tongue again. You and him, a delicious mess, two sworn enemies, one bed and tangled between the sheets.

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[lovnaei]

simon riley fucking you while watching a movie, the blanket covering the way he pulls your pants down and moves your panties to the side. The way he pulls his cock out of his sweats to tease your wet needy hole . The way you try soo hard to be quiet but you can't help when a whimper escapes..

[youronlydarlin]

Loser! Simon who's unaware of just how big his cock is. It's so stupidly fat, and he doesn't even know. Clueless why you're pushing your face deeper and deeper into the sheets, saying shit like "s' just the base, love". There's plenty more to go.

He's always so horny too, a monster tenting through his slacks at just the sight of you. Immediately honking your ass, whining in your ear about how much he misses your hole around him. Moments later he'll be begging to put it in, "jus' the tip" he says. But no, poor guy can't help it :( bullying his weeping cockhead against your hole, he's so clumsy that it even slips out a few times :(

He's already too far gone though, thinking with the wrong head. Panting like a dumb mutt while his hips move mindlessly. Ends up just fucking your cheeks. Shoots his load everywhere on your back n apologizes about ruining your shirt. He'll do the laundry, if you let him clean you up with his tongue, promise :(

a/n: uhhhh m'back...? Kinda?? M' still pretty busy, darlings 😭 but have this as a consultation for being dead 😢 ehehe here you go @chnets . Remember to always drink water, and eat!!

Yours, truly,

–Dolly