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breeding kink w/price pt.2 🚬 (🌽 link)

i've said it once, and i'll say it again: price has a breeding kink. it's one of those things that no one can convince me it's not true. he's on the older side and very much ready to retire, so why not add a baby to the mix.

this man puts his whole body into filling you up nicley. using his whole weight into each and every thrust, trying to get as deep inside of you as posible so that his cum stays inside once he's released his seed inside of you.

he always starts slow, pushing his cock inch by inch inside of you with each thrust until he's snuggly inside of you. and then his thrusts slowly start picking up speed and depth into you. those last few being even deeper and harsher without fail to cum nicely inside.

all of that would be a fruitful attempt at get you pregnant, except you are a little minx, and love to see the slight expression of despair in his face as you start playing with your dirty pussy, pushing your own fingers inisde and making his cum drip out.

he may be slightly disapponted, he workes hard for that. but don't worry there is more right from where that came from ;)

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The thought I was having...

"She can take it, don't let her whining fool you Ghost" John said, taking a drag off his freshly lit cigar as he sits back in his chair.

"Can't be runnin' away from me now," Simon gruffed, gripping your hips to hold you in place as he sank in deeper.

What had started out as a little joke between you and John after a drunken comment you made one night about wanting Simon to "stretch you out" had quickly evolved into John bringing his soldier into your bedroom on one condition. He got to watch.

Your fingers pulled at the sheets as Simon bottomed out, a rough groan dragged from his chest as you squeezed around him.

Fucking his thick, throbbing cock into your tight pussy had been no easy task despite how wet you were, and now that you were pulsing all snug around him and crying his name as you clawed the bed he didn't think he could ever pull out.

"That's it lovie, take a deep breath" He praised, pressing a warm hand against your spine to sink your chest lower to the bed as you moaned at the absolutely sinful angle he had you held in, "such a pretty bird Price, wanna keep her for myself".

"No can do Ghost," John replied with a chuckle as he adjusted himself through his pants. The sounds of your pleasure bringing a hot flush to his face, "she's got a ring on her finger for a reason".

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semi redraw of one of my first price drawings! :^D

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no names needed, you know who

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divorced!price x ex wife reader except they still share a cat with many, many medical problems.

like a baby is too much angst but there must be a physical living representative of their marriage! and it’s a cat! that john didn’t even want except now he’s attached :( reader has to keep visiting base because she refuses to text him but someone needs to pay for the cat’s med bills and it will not be her.

i might write more of this,tbd

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friends with benefits!price except that is not how he views the situation

calling you both friends is a bit of a stretch, really you're his cute neighbour who always seems to need a pipe tightened under your sink, or your washing machine is always making a strange noise, if he could have a look?

and listen. you're a little lonely. inherited your parents house and the only neighbour that talks to you is the handsome older man next door who is barely there because of his work

you think you're being a bit forward when you bake him some muffins as a thank you the next time he's home. embarrassed at how earnest it is. his pupils blow wide at the sight of you standing in his doorway, bashful smile that quivers a little in the shadow of him

a tentative friendship, the barrier of neighbour just a hurdle as price views it

things come to a head when you cook him dinner and nervously gulp down glass after glass of wine. he nurses one and watches you. eyes like headlights and you have the quivering legs of a deer

bashful, shy, neighbour, acquaintance. these are weak-willed boundaries that you try to put in place, but price is always intent. driven. places a hand on your knee and accounts for the way you jump, the flex of flesh that absorbs your reactions. all catalogued, used against you

john just need you a little more loose, to understand things from his perspective. still so skittish, even with his head between your thighs, but his arm is a band around your middle, holding you firm until you finally get it

he lifts his head, your slick in his moustache and you're still so bashful even as your legs tremble

he bends you over the table with your home-cooked meal at your eye-line. feeds you his cock, smooths a hand down your spine until you melt into his praises

the next morning, beard burn on your inner thighs and cum leaking out of you from where he had turned you over and pushing your knees to your ears, 'until it took' he had said. you had been pretty out of it at that time. you sneak out. he lets you, eyes on you even as you think he is still asleep. you don't get it yet. that's fine, he'll get it through that surprisingly stubborn head of yours

every time he's back, he's at yours, lapping at your clit like its soothing him after a stressful time away. or you're at his, hands braced on the wall as he grunts behind you with each thrust.

its the most bizarre fwb situation you think anyone has been in, no time to talk about what is going on before he is dragging your mouth to his, thumb hard on your chin like he can stop the words before the curl on your tongue. fills your mouth with his spit then his cock to drown it out

you finally manage to slur out a joke about him being your fwb. your fucked out, draped out over his barrel chest, smoothing your hand through the hair there. he makes a disagreeing noise and you lift your head

he has your left hand in his, thumb on your ring finger. intent. driven. you're not getting it yet. living in that house, all on your own. lonely. he hears what you're trying to say sweetheart, that you're just too shy to articulate yet. i think we're well past friends, don't you think?

headlights. dear. the blank space before the crack of the crash. you let him tighten his hand around your ring finger.

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from this ask

being with john price is very different than all the others you've been with, he was a man who knew what he wanted and if you didn't he was sure to help by asking. "feel good love?" when his beard tickles your nipples making you giggle then squeal as he latches onto it.

your past experiences were nothing like this, you never got the tingles in your belly, like fish swimming around and you swore your pussy was going to cause a flash flood with the way he was touching you, skilled fingers taking your clothes off when you visit him.

john likes to nip too just to hear you squeal his name and cover your face feeling flustered from the intense eye contact, this man doesn't like to look away when he has you like this, all his attention on you.

but so far to say you've had mediocre sex, with a few dudes who rubbed your left lip like a dj table totally ignoring your aching clit that throbbed begging for any attention then you dried up like a desert when they always could never find a good rhythm, it was all sloppy.

now you've been with price for a few months and so far it has been the most exciting relationship you've ever had, not to mention his really hot friends.

"john...i missed you so much." you whined sitting on his lap, your folded legs pressed against his as your hands perched on his shoulders while you kissed him, licking into his mouth with a sigh.

he always tasted like a faint hint of whiskey getting you drunk on him, rough fingers trailed up your back tickling the skin as he tugged the fabric off before unclasping your bra with a smirk as you dry humped him wetting the front of his sweats from your bare slick pussy.

"i missed you too sweetheart." his voice was thick honey drenching you in the viscous liquid as his tongue glided against yours in a messy heated kiss then you were laid flat on your back looking up at john.

you blinked a few times trying to process how quick he had you like this, a smile grew on his face as he dipped his head down to kiss you again before pulling away to let his hands trail between your legs.

a surprised look washed over your face catching john's attention. "are we going to have sex?" you asked feeling warmth pool in your cheeks.

it was john's turn to blink a few times. "you're a virgin?" he asked surprised, you never mentioned it before and it didn't matter if you were or not to him, he'd wait or make it the best he could for the first time. you shook your head confusing the hell out of him. "no?"

"you're nothing like the last guys i've been with, but you're no guy, you are all man." you whispered letting your eyes take in his open shirt that revealed a hairy chest and belly that you loved to rub on.

john chuckled and undid his belt with one hand as he leaned back down to kiss you. "then you're about to get a lesson on how men treat their women." he murmured in your ear nipping the lobe making you shiver with anticipation.

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i'm a big man but if Captain Price says i'm his pretty little missus then by golly i am his pretty little missus

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there’s just something about seeing a man do his finances that really awakens something primal in me

especially when it’s john price. sleeves rolled up and reading glasses perched on the bridge of your seat his nose. hunched forward with his elbows on his knees as he looks down at the bills and statements in front of him

a concentrated furrow in his brow that doesn’t shift even he bumps his glasses back up after they slip down or when he scratches at his greying temple

the front room is quiet besides the mumbles of mental math under his breath and the gentle tapping of the calculator in front of him. occasionally calls out to scold you, not maliciously of course, when he finds a particularly high shopping bill from you

pipes down quick, grumbling under his breath instead when you remind him that you can always take back all those lingerie sets that he’s been enjoying over the past week

his poor posture only corrects when you come in to bring him some lunch or a stiff drink. a couple taps to his back as a reminder to straighten up. thanks you with one of his big paws soothing over the small of your back, giving your ass a loving squeeze before going back to the bills in front of him

I know you guys see the vision with this one

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Maturing is realizing that hairy men are better

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CHAT HEART EYES FOR USING PRICES SHLONG AS A PACIFIER, I love subbyer stuff where price is all soft with the reader, give me some reader having a shit ass day, maybe a rough day in customer service, going all foggy in the brain while licking and sucking on his pp or fingers, oo boy I'm weak, weak in the knees.

Price’s routine for when you had a really hard day:

Makes you dinner. Whatever you want at all. He’ll make it and take care of cleanup.

Then he runs you a bath. Washes your hair. Gets the you fluffiest towel in the house to wrap around you. Blow dries and brushes your hair.

Then he slips you into your comfiest set of PJs. Maybe one of his hoodies.

Puts on a movie you like, but not one you’ll be too torn up about missing. Has you lay on the couch, head in his lap, your favorite throw blanket on your body.

Then he pulls his belt open and lets his cock out so you can lazily put your mouth around it and suckle, just zoning out with your eyes looking at the screen. He puts his hand in your hair so he can pet you, brushing stray strands out of your face as he goes. It’s enough to make you drowsy, almost lightheaded from how comforting and safe it all feels.

“That’s all my girl needed, isn’t it? A bit of cock in her mouth and she settles nice and easy, yeah?”

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price masterlist 🚬

⟡ → short posts

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price fingering you

thigh riding

pussy eating

pussy eating 2

role-playing

older retired price

exchanging videos w/ price (1k special)

face fuck

breeding kink

price stretching you out

anal

size kink

why price has a breeding kink

facetime with price (5k special)

price and his best friend's daughter

price teaching cheater!ghost a lesson

aftercare with price ⟡

price's favouite nurse

creampie obsessed price

making you needy

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main masterlist

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Knight and the enemy within

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Task Force 141

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Reblog if its ok to spam you with boops

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