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[la-jess-09]

cara mia

ALEJANDRO VARGAS X F!READER

inspired by the glorious lovers, Gomez and Morticia.

a request that i hope will succeed to mend every heart i broke because of certain angst

summary: you can't love someone more than yourself and live everyday as if it's the last.. well, certainly not according to you and your lover

warnings: none, sfw, pure fluff <3

note: im not that good at writing romance.. im an angst person but yeah that was really entertaining, doing some research and planning 🤭 tysm for your request anon, I'd love hearing from you again, tell me what you think 🫶🏻

"I've finally found you, now my life tastes sweet like cinnamon"

"I think they truly love each other, but I'm not entirely sure," Rudy chuckled at Soap's comment as they observed Alejandro and his lover, you, dancing on the crowded dance floor.

Throughout the night, you danced, kissed, and flirted, seemingly inseparable.

Los Vaqueros had organized a party to celebrate their latest mission after the tank operation. It was an ideal opportunity for Alejandro to introduce you to his brothers and new allies: Gaz, Soap, Ghost, and Captain Price.

The evening had started as a simple get-together, but it quickly turned into a display of intense flirting and hours of dancing and drinks.

Rudy would often joke that Alejandro seemed to forget everyone else when he was with you. He was even distracted at the shooting range, nearly shooting one of his own men when he caught a glimpse of you passing by.

The men sitting at the table laughed, sipping their beers while keeping an eye on the couple swaying on the dance floor. "I can't believe this is the same man I used to work with. He is completely smitten with her," Rudy laughed heartily, clearly becoming more and more tipsy.

Shaking his head, he smiled. "No hermano, Alejandro and _ are not whipped. They simply love each other. They've had this connection ever since they met."

You had met Alejandro years ago, during a time when you both had to work together amidst the scandalous movements of the cartel. After a period of dating, he proposed, and within a year, you were married. Though Alejandro had some flaws, such as anger issues and work addiction, he never let that affect your relationship. Any disagreement or argument would swiftly be resolved with passionate apologies shared behind closed doors. Some never started believing in soulmates till they witnessed the Colonel and his wife dancing bachata at 2 am.

To Alejandro, you were a delicate flower, even with your own strong-willed nature. He took pleasure in watching you bark orders to incompetent recruits.

When some of his men playfully asked him whether he'll choose you over eternity.. well of course he chose you. Because, quoting him: "how could I choose a life where you are not by my side, cara mia? I'd consider it as hell itself. For me, amor, I'd rather hold you for a brief moment over any eternities."

You, on the other side, proudly showcased your love for him. The bond you shared was powerful and seemingly magical. Together, you lived for the moment, sucking the joy of life and spating out the sorrow. There wasn't any words that could describe how you feel about him.

Crazy? maybe. Deeply in love? Absolutely.

Taking a break from dancing, you volunteered to get drinks, and Alejandro made his way back to the table. A broad smile adorned his face as he glanced at you, seated closely to him, holding onto his arm. You smiled back, giving his hand a gentle squeeze as he kissed your forehead and kept a protective arm around your waist.

Captain Price chuckled and patted Alejandro's back, remarking, "Well son, you never told us you were married. Rudy mentioned it before he passed out."

You glanced at Alejandro, resting your elbow on the table, cheek supported by your palm, wearing a playful smirk.

"Is that so? He didn't mention me even once? Must have been pretty busy, right, amor?"

Alejandro held your hand, gently squeezing it within his calloused palm and placing soft kisses on your fingertips.

"Just because I didn't talk about you doesn't mean you weren't on my mind, Querida. You reside there constantly, occupying every thought of mine."

"That was cheesy, Alejandro. Eres increíble!" you teased, his eyes seemed to flicker like stars shining in his dark brown orbs. He drew closer to you, his smile wide.

"You really shouldn't speak Spanish to me, amor. You know it drives me mad."

"I'd absolutely love seeing you mad, Hermoso."

The men around the table followed your conversation, enraptured by this side of Alejandro.He was unafraid to show you off, proud of your relationship and unapologetic about his love for you. In fact, if he was to be called out for loving you this much, he'd proudly wear the title. He cherished you deeply, and you had no worries about the cartel using you against him. They knew not to cross that line, for you were a protected and treasured part of Alejandro's life. God help the ones who tried to cross it, let some peace fall upon their limp bodies.

After a long night, it was almost four in the morning when you and Alejandro reached your home. In the blue hour, you both would often take a moment to witness the captivating beauty of nature while wrapped in each other's arms.

Alejandro gently tilted your chin, meeting your gaze with a smile as he whispered slurred words into your ear.

"Do you remember our honeymoon, darling?"

"Which one, amor? Every day with you feels like a honeymoon, and you're definitely giving me a sweet tooth."

"..The night after we got married," he reminisced. "When everyone had left, leaving only you and me. We sat on the balcony, with the cold wind weaving through our hair. I held you close as the sun rose."

A slight smile formed on your lips as you relived the memory. Your fingertips lingered on the burning flesh of his cheek. Closing your eyes, his words sank in the depth of your mind.

"Do you ever realize you become a poet when you're drunk?"

"Just for you, amor, I'll be anything you want, if you wanted me to get you the stars, I'll collect every piece of them, even if i died trying. But if you wanted to shove me away, I'll stick with you for eternity and beyond. You're too precious for me, cara mia"

His hand found yours, in slow movements and dizzy stares, he squeezed your palm. As if the simple mouvement was a promise, a vow for you.

"I want to recreate that moment tonight," Alejandro murmured, his voice filled with warmth and love. "Let's stay up until the sun rises again, and we can relive our love story once more."

You nodded, anticipation gleaming in your eyes. Hand in hand, you made your way to the balcony, watching as the sky transformed from dark to a palette of soft hues. Wrapped in each other's arms, you whispered sweet nothings, promising to love, support, and protect one another until the end of time.

This kind of love that almost felt irreal, you shared a deep mutual connection that none could explain, and neither of you tried.

If anything, you just loved each other. You digged and bathed in the joy, forgetting the sorrow. Was this a blessing of life, an apology for the misery your souls endured during lifetimes?

Or were you simply lucky enough of to find the missing piece of your heart?

For the matter, you both knew that this love was enough to mend your hearts, over and over again.

As the first rays of sunlight kissed your skin, Alejandro leaned in and whispered against your lips.

"Te amo, mi vida. Forever and always."

"Te amo también, mi amor. Nada ni nadie nos separará."

(can i marry him please? i stg he's perfect. sorry if it's not accurate or not what you expected. ily all 🫶🏻❤️)

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Hello Dearest!

May I request König (I love this man) and the 141 squad (separately) where fem! reader catches them staring at her joocy ass as she's slightly bent over a table, translating some papers for them, and when she turns to see if they're listening she catches the way their eyes panic and look elsewhere.

Please my lord, I'm on my knees

-juvia

Fem!Reader Catches The 141 + König Looking At Her Ass

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I’m having a 400 follower celebration!

A/N: i hope you enjoy!! also this gets a bit dirtier than i intended,,,,

You’re standing up with your hands on the table, slightly bent over it with your eyes scanning the documents in front of you. The words that flood these pages hold valuable information and it’s a language none of the main members of the 141 understand. Your their main translator for any documents and prisoners as you’ve studied and have become fluent in a variety of languages. Your eyebrows furrow as you lift one of your hands and move the document a bit to the side to reveal the one underneath it, and then that hand hovers over the laptop you have set aside to type up your translations. Your back is arched in such a way where your ass is slightly bending outwards. “Hey, where did you guys say you got these document from?— What Country?” You pick the document up that caught your eye and your eyes scan every word, muttering quiet translations. You notice he doesn’t say anything, causing you to look back at him. “Hey, are you listening?—“ Suddenly his head looks the other way with a clear of his throat and you’re left confused. Did this topic make him nervous? Did something happen when they got these documents for this reaction to occur?—and then it hits you. He was staring at your ass. “Were.. were you looking at my ass?”

-> John Price

He clears his throat and his fingers go to his chin, rubbing at it nervously. Price hoped you didn’t notice him staring; he couldn’t help it. The way your back is arched just puts your ass on the most perfect display, and the way your pants are hugging your ass?? God, it’s like you wore them to kill him.

He can’t deny it, not when you so clearly caught him red handed. “Guilty.” He responds, his eyes darting anywhere but you. He’s being careful, as he knows this could very well go a way he didn’t want. “I’m sorry.”

Price has always noticed you around base, always thought it was a pleasure working with you. Your skills and talents in quick translation always impressed him. Your quips and your remarks have always intrigued him as well. It’d be a lie to say this is his first time staring.

“I don’t mind.”

He nearly asks you to repeat yourself but the glint in your eye, combined with your eyelash batting and the way you’re sticking your ass out even further, openly letting him take it in.

You then turn back around to your work, purposely bending your leg to stick your ass out into such a glorious pose, causing him to swear under his breath.

-> Kyle Garrick

He laughs with a nervous hue, his hands behind his back, one hand gripping the wrist of the other. Kyle can feel his heart pounding through the pulse on his wrist. His face feels hot from embarrassment as he clicks his tongue and rocks on the balls of his feet for a second, avoiding any eye contact with you. “Nope.”

You smirk because you know he was, you saw that split second of enthrallment, admiring the way your pants hug your ass, curving in on the underside, folding in such a perfect way, showing off how grabbable it is, how the meat of it would sink under his fingers. His face begins to heat up as his fingers twitch, the want to squeeze filling his gut.

“Mhm, sure.” You didn’t sound mad, in fact you sound.. amused. You turn back to your work, but not before pulling your pants up even further, digging into the crevices of your muscle. You pretend you don’t hear the quiet, shocked “damn” come from his lips for his own sanity.

-> John MacTavish

His cheeks are red while his hand scratches the back of his head, which he does when he’s embarrassed. Soap hesitantly looks at you again after a second of not responding. You look back at him with a smirk curled on your face, tilting your head as you oh so innocently change poses by leaning your back more into a down position, arching your back ever so slightly more than before.

Okay, now he was definitely obvious with his staring. Soap has to admit that he’s glanced once or twice before, but he never stared when he thought there was a chance where he could get caught.

You hum and turn back to the documents below you, and Soap thought that was that for a moment—oh, how he was wrong. You begin to talk.

“I know you were,” You quip. “How long?” He jolts ever so slightly, offering a nervous chuckle. You note his accent seems to thicken and drip from his voice like thick honey now. “What d’ya mean?” You look at him with a raised brow, and he gives you a smile that shows his gums. You roll your eyes playfully.

“Y’know, if you just admitted it, I would’ve let you touch.” Wait, what?

-> Ghost

He weighs his options and lets out a heavy sigh with an admission of guilt which you grin at; it’s not easy to get Ghost to admit to something like this. Admit to a mistake made on the field, sure, no problem, he’ll take full ownership but fuck, this is different.

You tread carefully, but you bite your lip, keeping your eyes on his. You notice the way his eyes are slightly wider than normal and he’s looking away; you guarantee that he’s blushing under that black grease and dark skull mask and you love how nervous he seems.

“It’s alright to look.” You murmur, and you turn your head back to the papers in front of you. As soon as he knows you look away, he looks back at you, and more specifically your ass. “I know these pants are tight, hm?” You can’t help but tease him about it, bending your spine so your ass is out more. “I beg your pardon?” His words are slow and connected in a swift sentence, his voice slightly tight.

You don’t respond verbally, but you shoot him a look over your shoulder that says it all, and he returns a lidded look that involuntarily pulls a grin from your lips.

-> König

“I apologize..!” He blurts out as he looks away, his fingers intertwining nervously. He did not mean to stare, really, but your pants are so tight and he’s usually really respectful and he doesn’t usually stare, and he can usually keep his eyes from wandering—

You tilt your head as you notice the man just lock up in place and you can’t help but bark out a laugh, causing him to glance at you before glancing away, pure shame radiating off of him. “König, it’s fine, I don’t care,” You begin, the corner of your lip lifting in amusement.

König keeps his eyes off of you even after you say you don’t mind as he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable, but that doesn’t stop his mind from wandering. He wondered if those pants fit you that tight everywhere? Did you own any pants that fit you tighter?

His eyes do end up on your ass again as he wonders if you own any tight leggings, the type that are sheer and and hug your legs and waist tight. The type that leave little to the imagination as it hugs the swell of your ass and the roundness of your cunt—

“König.” “Es tut mir Leid!!”

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heyy!

how would the 141 men react to reader giving them the silent treatment bc they got into an argument and readers heart broke.

thanks & have a good day/night!

141 men’s reaction when

given the silent treatment

A/n:Thanks for the request! Hope you like it and enjoy ❤️

PRICE

- Price clearly knew you were affected by the previous argument you both had and knows when you get silent it means you deep down have so much to say. He stares at you while giving small questions to see if your really giving him the silent treatment and when you don’t answer him he knows he fucked up. He would start talking to himself to fill in the uncomfortable silence between each other

- He’s going to be mature about it and force a conversation out of you because he honestly hates being given such childish behavior when you know well enough there’s a solution by just talking about it. He understands that you may just need space, so he gives it to you

- When he sees you more relaxed, he walks up from behind and hugs your waist carefully as he rests his chin on your shoulder and he asks you quietly if you want to talk about it. When you agree he has you sit on his lap facing his chest as he lets you tell him what made you upset and Price immediately starts apologizing as he gives you neck kisses in hopes you see he understands where your coming from

GHOST

- Ghost wouldn’t notice it at first because he was too busy trying to calm himself down from the argument before ever talking to you again. He would wonder why you haven’t come to forgive him or just say anything in general. Just the silence and the lack of your presence was enough to get him desperate for you. He wanted your attention even though he made you mad. Ghost is stubborn and thinks that if you don’t want to talk to him neither will he

- After a while he gets a bit worried because he just thinks you need space from him but it’s been days and he can’t take it anymore he needs you. He hates being given the silent treatment and can’t help but feel a bit frustrated. He’s unlikely to apologize to you immediately until he realizes just how upset you actually are

- Guilt gushes through his veins and he starts to feel bad. Ghost would act all sad and pitiful and he would lay his head between your breasts murmuring apologies as you finally gave in and comforted each other in silence and in tears. Sometimes for the both of you, words aren’t needed to know you both forgive each other. Weeks later he spoils you a whole bunch making sure to let you know how much he regretted arguing that time

SOAP

- Soap would get worried you weren’t being your usual self. He starts to think back on everything he could have done to make you mad within the past few days. Whenever he was in the same room as you he would bother you so much giving you his best jokes or his cheesy pick up lines which failed miserably. He even tried giving you his infamous big puppy eyes in hopes of getting a reaction out of you but you didn’t give in

- He feels hopeless that he hasn’t seen you smile nor talk in a while. He starts to feel really emotional because he’s sure he tried everything and can’t stop the tears of despair fall from his face. He comes into your shared bedroom trying to wipe his tears and making himself comfortable while pleading you to please talk to him

- You sigh deeply before you apologize to Soap for being that way towards him. He forgives you in an instant, telling you he’s sorry for whatever he did. He offered to help you make dinner to make up for the lost time. You wiped his tears of joy and gave him a peck on the lips reassuring him that everything’s ok

GAZ

- Gaz would be a lot more expressive when you were around so you would pay attention to him. He would either ‘fake’ cry or get injured on purpose so you would tend to his problems. It wouldn’t work and didn’t want to fall into his antics to get what he wanted out of you

- After some time of trying to grab your attention he would start getting desperate and he would start inviting you out to places where your forced to talk to him and stay close to. In public he would slowly interlock his hands with yours while seeking an expected reaction out of you. He would smile at you innocently when he sees you furrow your brows in disbelief and having to put up with his PDA even though you’ve been craving it

- At home Gaz set up a small movie night with your favorite snacks/blankets in hopes you want to join him like he plans you to. You make yourself comfortable in his arms as he starts to play with your hair. You whisper a small “I’m sorry” and he kisses your temple letting you know you both forgive each other

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Fem!Reader x TF 141 - Undercover Mission

It’s time to get out the badass playlist you have been saving to make you feel incredible while reading this ;)

Warnings: Badass reader and cursing

This particular mission is quite a pain in the ass. Especially for you. Laswell declared it as an undercover mission for you and one of the boys. But that evil woman did not tell you that you had to wear an incredible breathtaking dress to blend in.

No one on the base has ever seen you in different clothes than the usual cargo pants and shirts. The worst part? You have to walk in incredibly high heels through the whole base to the car that’s waiting for you.

“I swear to God I’m going to kill you, Laswell.”

John Price

With quite a grim face you walk through the base dolled up like never before in your whole life. To be honest it’s quite the confidence boost as all the tough men and women turn their heads to stare at you in disbelief.

Some of them run against walls or against each other not looking where they are actually going. A few of them let go of everything they have in their hands. Your absolutely horrific mood shoots up into the sky. Smiling you wink at little group of men as you walk past.

“Where is she? We need to get going”, John feels like he’s suffocating in his suit. Undercover missions are the worst if you have to wear formal clothes. “Keep cool, John. (Y/N) is a Lady. It takes time to get ready”, Laswell can see right through his poker face. The Captain is kind of nervous and the reason is for sure not the mission.

“Oh shit”, usually Kate is not the one to curse but she couldn’t help herself as she sees you coming closer. You looking incredibly breathtaking got a trail of lost men and women stumbling behind you like lost puppies. At least none of them is drooling.

For the first in forever John is at loss of words. He can feel how his ear tips start to get red and suddenly the collar of his button down gets tighter. How is he supposed to think straight when you are by his side looking like a literal goddess? This is going to be probably the hardest mission for him.

“(Y/N), you look absolutely gorgeous”, John tries to focus on your face even if the rest of your body is very distracting. “Just let get this over. I’m dying in this thing”, you let out a deep sigh hoping he can’t see the slight blush on your cheeks. The Captain is way too handsome in his suit.

His hand hovers over the small of your back guiding you to the cars. He doesn’t dare to touch your bare skin without your consent. What a gentleman, right? When you aren’t looking at him, Price throws death glares at the other soldiers to scare them away. They start to scramble away into different directions.

You are a Lady. You are his Lady.

“Have fun, kids. Don’t be back too late!”, Kate grins at them knowing exactly what she has done choosing the two of you for this undercover mission.

Simon Riley

You are in an incredibly bad mood as you stalk through the base with your high heels and backless dress. The stares from the other soldiers makes this whole situation worse. Your death glares keep them away yet they still keep hollering and catcalling. Not once in your entire life you have felt like this. A walking piece of meat.

Ghost has definitely the easier part since he has only to play your bodyguard. So, at least he is wearing normal clothes. He already knows how pissed you are going to be. This man prepares himself mentally for the fallout of your mood.  

“There she is. Grim as always”, Price comments the situation quite amused. They are used to your resting bitch face, but now you have written murder on your face. Your facial expression doesn’t dull your beauty at all. Simon is thankful to wear his usual mask, because his face is red as a tomato.

Usually Ghost knows how to contain all his emotions yet his body betrays him on all levels. His hands start to get incredibly sweaty not knowing how to compliment your looks without getting killed in the next second.  

“Hey, baby girl! Give me a smile that suits you much better!”, one of the soldiers yells stopping you dead in your walk. Something dark and dangerous twinkles in your eyes as you turn around slowly towards the man.

“Fucking hell, get her, Ghost, before she kills them”, Price orders needlessly because Simon is already on his way. Softly but with quite a grip he grabs your shoulders to guide you towards the car. You are actually not tossing and slashing at him, which makes his task rather easy, but you keep yelling out all the curse words you ever heard in your life.

“It’s okay. You will get your revenge when we get back from the mission”, Ghost knows how to soothe your raging soul with a few words. “Don’t you dare to break your promise”, you point your finger at him. A cocky smile on your lips stops his heart for a second.

“I literally don’t have a death wish, (Y/N)”, he closes the car door after you got into the vehicle. Of course, Simon looked away when the leg slit revealed way too much of your skin than he could take in this moment. Ghost takes a deep breath to calm himself and his racing heart down.

You are going to be the death of him.

John MacTavish

You are literally glowing wearing this dress with the matching high heels. Usually you are already overly confident, but now you are walking like you are owning this whole place. The soldiers on your way through the base don’t know what is actually hitting them. The mixture of the clothes and your confidence is incredibly hot.

No one dares to speak to you or do something stupid like catcalling or hollering. The soldiers are way too intimidated by your beauty. They know you are out of their league. You are otherworldly.

“Don’t make a fool out of yourself this time, Johnny”, Ghost stares at Soap as he nestles with his button up shirt. “You are never gonna drop that, right? It was one fucking time”, he gives Simon a goofy grin, but he returns it with his usual “you fucking serious?!”-glare.  

Both turn their head at the same time to see you walking straight towards them with an incredible smile on your lips. Johnny fights the urge to stare at you with a gaping mouth and eyes big as saucers.

A part of him works on auto-pilot as he holds his hand out for you. Happily, you take it and swirl around for him to see you from all sides. It takes just a second and Soap is back to his old self burying the gentleman thousand feet under, “Don’t tell me you got some nice weapons hiding underneath.”

Ghost rolls his eyes annoyed by his stupid words. You give him your sweetest smile as you pull him closer at the collar of his shirt. His lips are so close to yours now, “I don’t need weapons, Johnny. I am the weapon.” To emphasize your statement you wink at him, before you let go of him and get into the car without any help.

“I told you don’t make a fool out of yourself…”, Ghost shakes his head slowly disappointed, but Soap’s mind is way too far away to register his words. His heart still beats oddly painful against his chest riding through the high of almost kissing you. The smell of your perfume lingers in his noise lulling him into fantasizing about your lips on his.

“Get in the car, Johnny”, you bring him back from his little dream world. With burning cheeks and ears from embarrassment he runs around the car. He’s trying not to think too much about spending the next few hours so incredibly close to you playing your lover. He’s probably going to get a heart attack very soon…

Kyle Garrick

Not caring about all the soldiers staring your way you keep walking through the base. It’s a mission like every other… Just in very elegant clothes… And playing a young married rich couple in their honeymoon phase with Gaz by your side. Just another Monday in your books like always.

Gaz fumbles around with his tie feeling like this thing is going to choke him in the next few seconds. Nervousness is eating away at him. Undercover missions are always particular dangerous and this time it’s just him and you.

“Calm down, kiddo. You are going to be fine”, Price puts his heavy hand on Gaz’s shoulder in a calming gesture. For a second Gaz actually calms down his racing heart, but then you stop in front of them.

The way you are standing in front of him hands on your hips, which are perfectly wrapped up in this tight dress of yours. Kyle can’t help himself but stare at you. Sweat starts to pool on his forehead and in his clammy hands. Since when do you look like a goddess?

“You look absolutely beautiful, (Y/N)”, Price gives you a fatherly smile showing how proud he is of you. “Thank you, Cap”, you turn around to Gaz to see what he has to say. His eyes are not searching for yours. They are definitely locked on the target. Your chest.

“My eyes are up here, Gaz”, you cross your arms in front of your chest making the target even more prominent. “I-I-I wasn’t... I wasn’t staring! I swear”, Gaz stumbles over his own words with a burning face full of embarrassment and shame. He probably can never look at you ever again.

“Way to go, buddy, way to go”, Price looks at him deeply disappointed by his non-gentleman behavior. Unimpressed you raise an eyebrow waiting for a better excuse. Gaz raises his hands in surrender”, I didn’t mean to! I-I … They looked at me first!”

Realization slowly sinks in. Doomed by his own words he gets into the car without a further word. Gaz will probably jump in front of the first bullet he can find.

“Go easy on him. We don’t want a broken Gaz”, John can’t help himself but smile. You only shrug one of your shoulders, “Can’t promise anything, Cap.” Like the true gentleman he is he helps you into the car, “Have fun, kids.” It’s going to be a very long mission…

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More of You, Pt. 2

Part 1

Pairing : Simon “Ghost” Riley x Charlotte “Jade” Le Jardin (OC)

Word Count : ~ 2.4k words

Warning : tooth-rotting fluff and good ol’ cursings.

Title and story inspired by the song with the same title by JP Saxe!

*****

"--ra 4 this is– tcher-1 do y– copy?"

Jade opened her heavy eyelids at the sound. She blinked a number of times to wake herself up and find out where the voice came from. 

"Sierra-4 do you copy?"

She’d recognize that voice even if it was filtered a thousand times. Laswell's voice. It came from the radio that she had put on the bedside table the night prior as the CIA said that she'll contact her about the exfil for both of them. Finally. From the colours she got in her eyes, she could tell that it was early in the morning as the sunlight wasn’t present yet.

However, when she wanted to move her body to reach the PTT, a mass of weight seemed to hold her in place, and it was looming all over her back, even to her front. That was when Jade realized how she's not in the position she first slept in. Ghost was supposed to be on her arms with her arm as his pillow to support his neck. 

Now it's the opposite. She's on her opposite side, Ghost on her back, hugging her close to him while he placed his own arm on the bed to be her pillow, and he even covered her with the blankets, so beneath the sheets, their legs were entangled together. What's even more shocking was the fact that his other arm was on her waist and stomach, pressing her body to his. 

Jade wanted to scream right now. She was going implode on his arms from the situation she found herself in.

Ghost was surely still asleep judging by the sound of his steady breaths and his unmoving limbs as he absolutely needed all the rest he could get. However, Laswell's trying to comm her right now, and she needed to get out of his enveloping arms – yet her mind was adamant to do that as it was really warm and comfortable. 

"Jade. Can you hear me?"

Goddamnit. Dammit! Dammit!! Why now Kate?!?!

Jade tried to get out of his arms, try being the keyword here. She evidently failed to do so as Ghost kept on pressing her hips back to him, his voice rumbled lowly before going back to sleep. She tried to escape another time, but the result stayed the same. 

While she found herself very amused by his unconscious actions and how almost childlike he was while doing this, Jade needed to reply to Laswell, or else she'd think they were dead. 

And so, Jade lifted her upper body ever so slightly and leaned as far as she could to the bedside table while her lower body was still wrapped by Ghost's arm. He did mumble a bit, but Jade finally managed to reach the PTT, bringing the device close to her mouth, still laying on the bed. "Watcher-1, this is Sierra-4 I copy. Send traffic."

A sigh of relief could be heard. "I thought you were dead. What took you so long to reply?"

"I was uh… drying the clothes…" 

"Well, How's Ghost doing?" 

'He's currently asleep but he's hugging me from the back and he's refusing to let me go' was the thing she wanted to say, but instead, Jade only said, "He's alive."

"Okay. I've contacted Alejandro and his team to pick you guys up for exfil. He's currently on the way to the facility to clean the place and he'll be with you in 2 hours."

Oh. God bless Alejandro. She's missed him since the Las Almas missions. "Copy that. Thanks Kate."

"You're welcome. Bring him home safely, Jade."

"You know I will." She smiled. 

"Take care, Watcher-1 out."

Putting the PTT back to the wooden table, Jade huffed in relief. The fact that she just answered Laswell’s call while still wrapped around Ghost’s arm was such a comical scene, prompting a chuckle out of her. Alejandro’s coming any hour now, and they really needed to get ready. She had to check his wounds, change his bandages, and then prepare for the Mexican colonel’s arrival. 

A light snore from her back interrupted her thoughts.

Wow. He’s deep deep in sleep. 

...He’s quite a gorgeous man up close. 

The woman smiled in amusement. He really was just a regular bloke, huh?

Really really slowly, She rolled her entire body, finally facing Ghost in his sleeping state – No scowl in sight, his guard completely down. His light eyelashes rested on his eyelids perfectly. He’d admitted in Las Almas that he slept with his mask on ‘soundly’. She wondered if this was one of those rare moments where he slept with his mask off during a mission. This was probably the closest she’d been to his face, or anyone, really. Heck, this is probably the closest she’d been to any man. 

Realizing that she was starting to blush profusely against her will, she shook her head to delete that cloud of thoughts from her mind and focus on the task at hand. 

Putting her palm on his forehead gently, Jade felt relieved that he was not burning up like yesterday, albeit still warm to the touch. His bruises obviously needed some more time to heal, and now she needed to check his shoulder and side, and that required her to wake him up. 

He’s still snoring. 

Dammit she didn’t wanna wake him up!!

Suddenly, his snore hitched, surprising her. Right at that point Jade couldn’t think of anything to do. A part of her just wanted to back away and stand up, but what would he think? He'd think that she didn't want to be any close to him and that could not be farther from the truth. 

So she stayed frozen there, trying to stay still all the while Ghost woke himself up. And with a little groan, he finally opened his eyes, focusing his eyes before quickly finding Jade’s face right in front of his and how his arm was still on her waist.

Ghost’s eyes widened at the sight, quickly lifted his hand up and leaned back to distance himself, all without uttering a single word. And boy oh boy, she never expected to see the Ghost himself blushing profusely like this. Did anybody ever see this face of his? Another medal to her collection then.

“Sorry.” He muttered with a voice deeper than the depths of hell from sleep, looking to the side to see anywhere but her face or he knew he’ll be even more embarrassed. “Must’ve… moved in the night.” 

Jade let out a light chuckle, “Relax, it’s fine. I like it when you hug me though.” Whoa. Did she just say that??

His eyebrows lifted at that statement. “Really?”

Fuck it, she’ll just continue. “Yeah. And while we’re at it, don’t you have the most beautiful eyes.” Ghost would’ve exploded at that. “They’re like uh… Like a stream of light going through a glass of bourbon.” 

He couldn’t rack up any response to that poetic description of his eyes. “...Thanks. Picked them myself.” 

Her lip curved into a smile seeing him like this, “Where did you get those?”

Right at that moment, Ghost decided to just play along. “Down the market.”

“Yeah? How much did you pay for it?” 

“A few quid.” He replied, “What about yours? They’re the colour of… like a stream of light going through a bottle of Tanqueray Gin.” Ghost recited the same words to her, prompting them to laugh at each other. 

Trying to dial down her laughter, Jade answered back, “From the streets, so I got 100% discount.” 

That got a wheeze out of him. “You got your eyeballs from the streets?” 

Jade laughed out loud, “You got yours from the market! Which unfortunate bloke’s eyes did you buy?!” 

This was gonna be an inside joke between the two of them, they were sure of it. As they guffawed at each other’s jokes, Ghost lifted his hand to her cheek, which made Jade flinch. He put his finger under strands of her red hair, before softly tucking them behind her ear, all the while she just stayed there watching him. God, she wanted to see him smile and laugh like this more. Didn’t feel like a few months ago that she heard him say that he had a ‘cold heart’. 

“Sierra-4, this is Victor-1 do you copy?” 

Out of nowhere, her radio buzzed, catching both of them on guard.

“This is Alejandro, Jade, Ghost, Do any of you copy?”

Shit shit shit. Jade forgot about Alejandro coming to get them an exfil. Ghost’s eyes widened as she urgently rolled over and sat on the bed, taking the PTT close to her mouth. “Victor-1, this is Sierra-4 with Bravo 0-7, I copy.” 

“Es bueno escuchar tu voz, Jade. Is Ghost okay?” The colonel asked with his usual gritty voice.

“Yeah, he’s solid. A little banged up, but you know how he is.” Jade answered while Ghost sat up on the bed. “Are you at the warehouse already?”

“Si, me, Rodolfo and the others are here, and madre de Dios, you didn’t leave a single body alive, huh.” Hearing those words, Jade looked back at Ghost who was checking his own injuries. 

“We did what we had to do to get them off our tails.” 

“As long as you both are okay. Thanks to Ghost’s hard work in locating this facility, we can cut out the supply.” Alejandro continued, “I’m coming to get you in 10. Can you be ready by then?” 

“Claro. See you in 10 then.” 

“Okay, Victor-1 out.” 

With that, Jade put her PTT back to the table, scooting aside to check on Ghost’s wounds. “Those hurt too much?”

“Not something I can’t bear.” Ghost looked to his shoulder. Some of the blood seeped and coloured the bandage into pink. It was a bad wound after all. 

After she finished re-dressing his wounds, Jade stood up and tidied up the table, taking the used portable bonfire and both ration packages, and putting them inside her backpack all the while Ghost slowly stood up, trying to hold his weight. He must admit that he’s still dizzy from all the blood he lost. If he’d been alone, he might have had to survive the wilderness of the rainforest alone, eating any animal he could hunt. Hell, that was only if he could get out of that warehouse alive with all the injuries that was inflicted upon him.

Jade turned around to find him standing up, holding the side where a bullet grazed him. “You good?”

“I’m fine.”

“Here, take it.” He looked down, finding his skull mask on her hand already cleaned from the blood and dirt, most importantly dry. “I put it beside the little fire all night. Looks good as new. Thought you’ll need it.” Jade smiled as she looked up to accommodate their height difference. If he were to be honest, he didn’t even realize that his face had been out in the open for so long. When was the last time he had his face open this long on a mission, outside, and spent a night with a woman like this? 

Still, he owed her so much after this one. She essentially saved his life.

Ghost smiled softly, taking the mask back and wore them over his head, finally covering his face back. “Thanks, Lottie. I appreciate it.”  

“Anytime, Love.” 

Jade turned back to the table to tidy up and wear her gear, but Ghost could only stand dumbfounded at the word that just came out of her mouth. 

Love.

Thank the heavens he’d worn the mask already or she would find his face as red as her hair. Fuck. 

Well, at least that’s an improvement from ‘Beanpole’.

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Alejandro arrived ten minutes after his call with Jade driving an SUV alone. He found the safehouse after Laswell had given him the location. Alejandro was welcomed by Ghost and Jade already outside, gears on and ready to go. 

“¡Hola, Ghost, Jade!” Alejandro shouted to them as he stopped beside the wooden cabin, a wide grin on his face. He got off the car to approach Jade, who had the same grin on her face and hugged the woman as a greeting. Ghost's body tensed beside them.

“Cómo estás, Hermana.” The Mexican colonel said, patting Jade’s back in the hug.

“Muy bien, muy bien, Coronel.” 

Seeing Jade smile like that while in someone else’s embrace irked Ghost. Huh.

Alejandro leaned back, looking at the lieutenant up and down, “You good, Ghost?”

“Not dead, yet. Alejandro.” He replied. 

“Good to see you alive, Hermano. If you both are ready, we can get out of here, and we’ll get you both home.” 

Something clicked in Jade’s mind. “Oh, Lord. I forgot one of my knives. Sorry, can I go back just a sec?” 

“Sure.” Alejandro replied, leaning back to the side of the car, before Jade walked towards the warehouse to find her blades.

As both men waited, the Mexican glanced at Ghost, who was staring at the woman’s back as she walked her way to the cabin. He knew that since the Las Almas mission, something was going on between these two Brits, prompting an amused scoff out of him. 

“Told you not to get lost, Ghost.” 

The Brit flinched and looked at Alejandro. He remembered the last thing he’d said before leaving Las Almas along with the rest of 141. 

‘¡No te pierdas, Carnal!’

Ghost only scoffed, shifting his weight to his leg. Suddenly he recalled a conversation he had years ago with Price back in the SAS base.

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“You ever think about settlin’ down, Simon?”

“....No.”

“Maybe we’ll break a leg, get shot, and our career’s over. Think you’ll find yourself a woman?”

“...She’s got to be one crazy bird, then.”

A wheeze from the captain, “Takes crazy to love crazy, innit.”

“If only there’s a woman insane enough to love me.”

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With the sight of Jade running back their way with the said knife, Ghost turned to Alejandro, surprising him a little bit as he didn’t expect Ghost to say anything, saying,

“I’m found, Hermano.”

The Mexican colonel laughed at Ghost’s response and patted his back. “That you are. Now let’s get you home.”

fin

WOOHOO! There it goes! Hope you enjoyed it! Reblogs and replies are much appreciated (❁´◡`❁)

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MW2 men having a crush

on you

Includes:Price,Ghost,Soap,Gaz,Konig and Graves

PRICE

- Has kept a wandering eye on you for longer than usual and his crush developed by how well you two work together

- He would always try to keep it professional with you so he doesn’t reveal his crush on you and is often distracted when your in the same room as him doing some debriefing

- When he can’t keep his composure around you anymore he decides it’s time to do something about it

- When he asks you out he asks you very sternly and never breaks eye contact with you

- When you say yes he treats you like the world is yours coming from his rank and power that it makes it feel as such

GHOST

- Quality moments and near death experiences that tested your loyalty to him is what made him develop feelings for you

- He wouldn’t know what to do with his feelings because feeling love for someone was so foreign and dangerous especially in yalls line of work

- Others noticed how his eyes would dilate and how awkward he is around you and he was teased for it by the 141 and he decided to just go for it and hope you feel the same for him

- When he asks you out it’s very straightforward and fast and struggles to make eye contact

- When you say yes he spends as much time with you as possible and of course he makes your barrack room his second safe space

SOAP

- Soap would have so much trouble trying to hide his crush on you when he would confidently and constantly ask to be your partner for sparring or for shooting practice

- When you would laugh and giggle at Soap’s corny jokes you would boost his ego and he would get even more tempted to just ask you out already

- When he asks you out he tries to be as serious and casual as possible but deep down he’s going crazy and he just can’t seem to hide the blush on his cheeks when you tell him you like him back

- When it’s oficial he’s telling everyone and when I mean everyone I mean EVERYONE that he’s taken and he always has you confirm the news so people know he’s not joking

GAZ

- When he crushes on you he tries to make it look like he doesn’t but Price calls him into his office telling him that he KNOWS he’s crushing on you and that he can’t play dumb because it’s very noticeable.

- When he sees you all alone and away from people he fixes his hat and he walks up to you and he asks you out almost in a whisper with guilt. He looks deeply into your eyes for a response

- When you say yes he impulsively hugs you and you tell him that his crush on you was so noticeable and he starts to blush

KONIG

- When he crushes on you he gets very awkward and very quiet around you and he can’t help but just walk out of the room once he sees you enter it

- Blames himself and reflects a lot on how he’s a big and strong soldier but can’t even form a sentence or even look you in the face anymore

- When working out he let’s out all of his frustration and he finally can’t take it anymore so he gets cleaned up and looks for you

- When he asks you out, he asks you out in a very serious tone and refuses to make eye contact with you in fear you’ll discover how nervous he is

- When you say yes he acts all cool as he walks out of the room and when he gets to his room he’s punching the air and punching the pillows

GRAVES

- When he crushes on you it’s so blatantly obvious and isn’t afraid to show you how much he likes you. When being teased for it he just goes along with it or even starts rumors that y’all are dating

- He gets extra handsy with you and always talks good things about you with the shadows or other higher oficials

- When he asks you out he is as serious as possible and tells you exactly how he feels about you and why he likes you 

- When you say yes he treats you like a queen and always has you by his side like your a trophy

- Isn’t afraid to tell everyone that your his girlfriend and always gives you special treatment.

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How normal males sit: 

How Alpha makes sit:

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Maverick NSFW headcannons

Warning: NSFW ahead

• Perhaps it's the time spent in a country of alluring dancers, but a well rounded pair of hips is sure to catch his eyes. He loves to lean back and watch them move, twist and shake, turn and tilt from one side to the other. The stomach, too - Erik appreciated a toned one, hums at the thought of letting his hands wander on curves as kisses are pressed unto skin, lips biting and nibbling once they reach the hip bones.

• But his love need not be a dancer for him to enjoy what he sees; a skirt will never fail to tempt his hands to travel and grope with a cheeky smirk.

• His voice will be what betrays him when horny - it gets low and raspy, words of praise spilling from his lips.

• If Erik wants it, he won't be afraid of getting it. A woman in charge never scared him off either, one that returned this smolder will fill him with tension more than he already is. The more he's got to work for it, the sweeter his words. He can get quite poetic despite uttering obscene words with an unexpected lack of shame.

• Shame - he's void of it. Won't hide his gaze glued to her curves, hungry and appreciating.

• Kisses are a must, he won't be stingy with those. A tad sloppy perhaps, but they come in plenty and will rain onto whatever skin is exposed to him as hands so sneakily tug straps off her shoulders and the shirt down to expose more of which he'll attack next.

• He's got a preference for having her seated in his lap. Or lying underneath her, where he can reach everything, both with hands and mouth, already forming hickeys on the inner thigh-

• Being the one on top comes naturally to him, but so does leaning back, hands on her hips as he lets her set the pace, have her fun and watch her face with that adoring gaze. Especially in the morning, when perhaps the sun hasn't even gone up yet and moans fill the dark room.

• Her voice will be something he can never get enough of. Let dorm neighbours complain about the slapping of skin, ragged breaths and lustful moans all they like, he couldn't care less.

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Montagne with a clingy small male reader who loves cuddling up to him? I love your blog, I’m so happy to find someone who’s still active in the community =)

Awww, thank you! I'm so happy that you like what you read, and I hope that you enjoy this request I've written for you.❤

Perhaps it's old fashioned of him to take on the role he chose. Montagne wouldn't deny it, quite the opposite; you'll recognise the fondness in his eyes when he steps through the doorway, already asking 'who missed me?', when the sudden touch interrupts him then and there. Never did it stop warming his chest when he returned home, when you called his name and greeted him with that smile that never faltered.

He'd remember the sensations a loving touch brought when the wind blew ice shards to his visor, when his lungs must've had nails in them for how they hurt with every breath. Such a stark contrast, the cold steel and iron taste that he wished to protect you from - and did everything in his power to continue doing so. Using his size to shield teammates, and now, you, upon your body against his in a hug. The thightest, safest hugs you'll ever know.

He's heard the voices of comrades and superiors, the scolding tones and the shaking heads. Yet he stands tall in his confidence. The responsibilities he took upon himself when he knew he wanted nothing as much as being with you; a small weight to carry on his shoulders, one he'd choose any day. All the tension dispersed into thin smoke when you fell asleep on him for the first time. So at peace, so untouched by the world and the worries in it; had his heartbeat calm down when he was so used to night shifts, he barely fell asleep now. Like it wasn't him safeguarding, but you. He chuckled at the effects you had on him that he found himself powerless to.

That's what it meant to love: Baring yourself in front of the other, showing all, fearing and caring for them. Made him weak all over when he realised just how much love flowed into every touch of yours. He'd watch and learn, see what has your face light up, what gets your voice to dip in tone as you tell him about your day. There, he'll offer to take care of that one person that bothered you so. Tells you to shift some chores unto him, so you can rest, so he can have more of that smile that never failed to brighten his day. Which is where his gentleness shows, those furrowed brows that'll only ease when you assure him you're happy.

Because he knows how hard it must be for you to have him gone for weeks on end. It's just the price you pay for being with him, you both know it. You both know that he couldn't abandon his duty. That he's as bound to his work as he's bound to you. "I'll make it up to you", he promises each and every time he talks about news of his next deployment. Let him drown in your love, soak it all up so it'll last him until he returns. It doesn't. And yet he'll ask you time and time again to hold, kiss and share your deepest secrets with him.

It's the light that keeps him going when he faces the endless dark he swore to protect you from.

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What Flowers Would They Give You?

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COD SFW Head-Canons

Characters: Simon Riley, John Price, Kyle Garrick, Johnny Mactavish, Phillip Graves, Valeria Garza, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo Parra, Kate Laswell, König, Alex Keller, Gary Sanderson.

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Warnings: None.

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Simon Riley

Orchids

Symbolizes eternal love

John Price

Red Roses

Symbolizes classic love and romance

Kyle Garrick

Sunflowers

Symbolizes adoration and loyalty

Johnny Mactavish

Bluebells

Symbolizes everlasting love and gratitude

Phillip Graves

Lavender

Symbolizes devotion

Valeria Garza

Red Lilies

Symbolizes passion

Alejandro Vargas

Dahlias

Symbolizes love, devotion and beauty

Rodolfo Parra

Chocolate Cosmos

Symbolizes intense love

Kate Laswell

Peonies

Symbolizes love and honor

König

Tuberose

Symbolizes obsession

Alex Keller

Honeysuckles

Symbolizes tenderness, happiness and unending love

Gary Sanderson

Petunias

Symbolizes desire, hope and calmness

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Hi! I did do some *stalking* on your blog so dont mind that

Anyways i luv ur nsfw work and i beg for more if your already working on something!

So i was wondering if you could somewhat write hcs for ghost having a breeding kink? (Like i just know this man would be all over you when you mention a baby) im not sure if you even will take this or even write for specific kinks BUT you can totally ignore this!

lastly keep up the work and i will most likely be coming back! 👀

GHOST WITH A

BREEDING KINK

Thanks anon for the request. I’ve been waiting for someone to ask for this!Im giggling and kicking my feet right now!Sorry it took so long! Anyways hope you like and enjoy! ❤️

Warning: NSFW CONTENT AND MDNI

Disclaimer: Mentions of pregnancy

- Ghost’s breeding kink was developed when he started dating you. There would be certain moments when Ghost would get horny at the thought of you having a baby. HIS baby

- One time you and Ghost went on a date at the park and a little girl came up to you and called you mommy. She must’ve confused you with her mom. Ghost just looked at you in shock and he also got a little turned on by your reaction. You were blushing as you left with the girl to find her real mom

- Another time was when you were invited to a gender reveal by a friend and Ghost was absolutely staring you down as you were holding your friend’s other baby. Imagining when the time would be or how you would look like holding HIS baby

- He would quietly whisper in your ear at the party how good you’d look holding his kids as you blushed he thought to himself as he just wanted nothing more than to see you with all the little ones he wants to have with you

- When Ghost would fuck you till you both came; Ghost seeing his cum inside you would make him feral. It’s a sight that’s makes him primal and territorial inside. Showing you how he marks you with him cum makes him feel even more possessive over you

- When he steps back to admire his work he sees your cum flowing out of you and he quickly shoved his fingers inside you to keep his fresh hot cum not go to waste inside you

- When Ghost fucks you into a mating press so your cunt takes all of him, he tells you how pretty you would look with a pretty big belly and engorged breasts

- Telling you as you whimper from his rough thrusts how he wants you full with his baby and how he knows you’ll be a good mommy for the baby

- How when he fucks you in missionary how your tits would look even nicer if they were sore, swollen and full of milk for the baby

- When Ghost is pounding into your cunt so rough and so fast as he’s about to orgasm he says he can’t take it anymore and that he has to breed you. That he wants to fill you up with so much fucking cum that there’s no other option but for you to get pregnant

- You begging him was the tip of the iceberg. He gave you what you wanted and would fill your insides with his warm cum. Having you bent in a mating press to see your face and hearing you whine as the position allows him to get deeper and to stuff you deep and full of his cum

- When you both cum at the same time he makes sure his cock is tied into your cunt so his cum stays inside you, hoping it gets you round and full with one of his children

- He chuckles and says “how beautiful our daughter will be.”

- You catching up with your breath and asked him “how do you know it’s gonna be a girl?”

Ghost grabbed your chin and said “because if it’s not, I’ll have to fuck you full of my cum all over again until you give me our sweet little girl.”

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Hello, how are you?, If his requests are open,please I could make a HC of how konig and ghost's reaction would be when seeing the pair of them faint after a strong orgasm, thank you.

Ghost and Konig’s reaction

to fainting after a strong

orgasm

Thanks @supermegapauselouca for the request! Sorry I just got to it now. Hope you like it and enjoy! ❤️

WARNING: NSFW CONTENT AND MDNI

GHOST

When it comes to spicy time Ghost puts in his ALL and puts in as much effort as he can to make sure you have been properly fucked. It takes him rough and powerful thrusts to get him to climax. When Ghost cums it’s a lot. His thighs and abs get extremely tensed and when he does orgasm it’s very strong. He either will fall onto the bed or he will unfortunately fall on you. His body gives out when he orgasms. Ghost never thought you could make him feel that way or to even get him to the point of fainting. He was honestly very surprised because he has never fainted after an orgasm until now. He was deployed for a longer time which was the reason he climaxed too intensely. When he would faint he was always in good hands because he trusts you. Once you come off your high you would make sure Ghost was ok first and if he was fainted that did worry you but for how long you guys went and for how many rounds you both had you were sure the intensity of the sex was either too much for him. He would wake up to you cooking food or taking a shower. He would get up and join you and he’s hopeful that you can get him to do it again

KONIG

Konig at first he would be very hesitant to go full on powerful with you because of his sheer size alone. When it came to spicy time he would always give you exactly what he thinks you can take. He didn’t want to be too harsh in spite fear of hurting you. You would reassure him that even if he gave you his all that he wouldn’t hurt you. So with that slow and sensual thrusts turned into rough and pounding thrusts. He always kept eye contact with you to make sure you weren’t giving him faces of discomfort. He was a whining and whimpering mess. The sensations of him thrusting in a out of you were too much. And with that konig spurt loads of cum into you and unfortunately he couldn’t catch himself in time due to overstimulation. He fell chest to chest with you and was crushing you. What you did was try to push him off you but he was too heavy. You tried rolling over to get to the other side and you did. He woke up after feeling commotion and he pulled you by your waist and spooned you. He put his cock inside you to cock warm him. He held you tightly and he never let go of you for the rest of the night

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Aka...the aftermath :)

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Ooh, hell yeah! I’m glad you’re doing Valentine’s Day Content! Can I get headcanons for spending Valentine’s Day with Beck, Bulldozer, or Woods?

Why not all three 😊💖

Valentine's Day Hc

Warning(s); SMALL bit of sex mentioned in Woods' part

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Ingo Beck

• Beck is a little shy when it comes to this holiday, he doesn't think he does a good job at showing anything PDA related so trying to celebrate this holiday is hard

• He gives his partner small gifts throughout the day, each gift being something that reminds him of his partner (a little note with it to explain what the gift means) for example a box of chocolate shaped hearts because his partner has a heart as sweet as chocolate

• He loves to give meaningful things because his partner deserves to know how much they mean to him and how much they changed his life

• The small gifts aren't only just roses or boxes of chocolate no since he took the day off work to spend the holiday with his partner he takes the around too

• His biggest gift to his partner would be taking them somewhere were they can watch the sunset together, he has a poem written up and a food made so they can enjoy the sunset and a nice meal

• Beck does come shy whenever this holiday cones around, but for his partner he steps out of his little box to show how much they mean to him (he does that each day already but mostly in the comfort of their home)

Wyatt "Bulldozer" Jones

• This man has a BIG heart, if his partner is okay and comfortable, he gives them PDA all the time when he can rather it be a random kiss when he is walling around the house or his favorite thing a 'a surprise bear hugs' Valentine's Day is something he looks forward too whenever February is near

• He has a heart of gold and he is as sweet as chocolate so he will make sure this holiday is spent showing you his loving and caring side (he does it all the time but he goes over the top on this holiday)

• Each year it is different, he wants to do different things to express his love for you but this year he rather take it slow and do things that his partner likes

• If his partner wants to go shopping at the mall well they go shopping, if his partner wants to go to the zoo they will go, anything his partner suggest he is more than happy to do even if it is just staying at home and watching romance movies all day

• Bulldozer gives gifts do, he usually wakes his partner up by the smell of his cooking which is the one thing he does each year but each year he leaves his partner a random stuff teddy bear in his bed so they don't get lonely while he cooks breakfast in bed (this year however Zenya was able to help Bulldozer make a stuff teddy bear into him which is very adorable)

• Bulldozer does spend the night after a day of doing things his partner likes cuddling in bed and just placing loving kisses all over his them after a great dinner (that he either cooked or his partner picked out) and a nice warm shower with them

Frank Woods

• Much unlike the other two, Woods rather spend this holiday simple that doesn't mean he doesn't care for the holiday (he isn't a big fan) it is only because he has never had a partner to spend it with. He may have had some one night stands with ladies around this holiday before he met his partner but he never had spent with them

• His partner gives him a small give, probably a new headband and some chocolate but Woods though he doesn't know what to do. He does visit Hudson (since the man is married) or Mason (since he has experience with women) for advice but two just told him to celebrate it the way he wants to

• So, with very little help he tries his best to spend this holiday with his partner. Similar to Beck in a way he rather just give small gifts at the start of the day because he rather have his actions of love speak louder than his words (well for the start of the day) each gift being something meaningful

• Woods does go out with his partner, probably shopping if they would like to go or just a walk around the town

• But, comes dinner time Woods has a PLAN. He most likely will send his partner to the store for something small to find and upon their return home Woods will have the entire living room set up for a movie. Dinner from their favorite take out restaurant is on the table along with some drinks, sweet snacks are their too and the couch looking like a soft cloud ready for two people to sit on.

• This is the one holiday Frank has no clue what to do, but he tries to make it special for his partner with his actions being louder than words. He makes up for the holiday being "not the greatest" with some Valentine's Day sex where takes it nice and slow to show appreciation to his partner

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