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fanfiction isnât enough, I need to chew on him
#simon ghost riley#simon ghost x reader#simon riley#call of duty#call of duty modern warfare#simon riley x reader#simon riley x you#cod modern warfare#arthur morgan#joel miller x y/n#joel miller fanfiction#joel miller fic#joel miller x reader#joel miller#john soap mactavish#kyle gaz garrick#john price#captain price#zaddy pedro#javier pena x reader#pedro pascal#frankie morales#narcos#soap cod#rdr2 arthur#red dead redemption 2#good omens#henry cavill#draco malfoy#love and deepspace
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Being Priceâs lil wife
-Task force 141 knew Price was married. Man wore his ring religiously, always putting it back on the second they were in the helicopter/plane/whatever after each mission
-Heâd come to work with a lunch packed with a cute lil heart note
-To be honest they all assumed you were the same age as Price (old) He always said heâd been âmarried for yearsâ (3)
-They never knew your name, Price only ever referred to you as The Missus
-Gaz swore Price had a photo of you in his wallet (he did) but they never knew what you looked like untilllllllll
-You called your husband simply to complain. The AC had gone out and the repair man wouldn't be able to get there for a couple days. No no this simply would not do, his perfect lil lady could not be uncomfortable in her own home he wouldnât have it but fuck heâs out of the country for a few more days. His team however is not and while stupid, they do know how to do maintenance work (why? Just because.)
-He called his team for a very important mission. Gave them the address, accompanied with âI donât want to hear a fucking thing about you causing any trouble or being disrespectful to the Missus you hear?â The boys were absolutely giddy to finally see the ever so important Missus.
-The second you opened the door Soap was apologizing for having the wrong house and oh so politely asked if you knew where the Price household was. This had to be the wrong one because there you stood, pretty young thing, big doe eyes. Standing in just a big shirt ending at the very tops of your thighs, lashes batting at the three soldiers standing at your door.
-âYouâve got the right place. John told me you were coming, please come in.â You had to hold in a giggle, watching all of their eyes go wide. Gaz immediately looking at the sky, the floor, anywhere but the wife of his captain that he was just undressing with his eyes.
-When you turned to guide them into the house they all saw PRICE printed on the back of the large tshirt just barely covering your ass (this is your own home pants are never required and its hot as hell without the ac). Now it was Ghostâs turn to look anywhere but at you.
-As they worked youâd bring them water or snacks. They now understood why Price kept you hidden from them. The perfect lil housewife. The woman of all of their dreams already taken.
-When they were finished they went to the kitchen to inform you they were done only to find a full meal set on the table waiting for them but worst of all? There you were reaching up to the top cabinet. On your tippy toes, your shirt (Priceâs shirt) riding up enough to expose the bottom of your ass and lacey pink panties. Soap had to bite his knuckle to keep from groaning. Ghost grabbing the tops of his teammates heads, turning them away from the incredible sight in front of them.
-Price was right to keep you hidden from them
-They might just have to sneak in and break something every time Price was out of town if it meant this is what they got to see.
Price's lil wife Masterlist
#john price#captain price#price x reader#task force 141#tf 141#john soap mactavish#simon ghost riley#ghost#cod x reader#blurb#cod modern warfare#kyle gaz garrick#gaz#prices lil wife
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something something reader is a bartender at a popular little pub, and night after night you are hit on by men so plastered you often have to sigh and call over one of the guys you work with the idiots end up vomiting all over themselves (sometimes itâs worse than vomit but thankfully you can count those incidents on one hand)
you think by slipping on your grandmothers old wedding ring, it will sway men from hitting on you at work. And it does, thereâs still some that try to test their luck, but the minute you flash that pearl on your finger theyâre scurrying off to find their next target.
Cue four new regulars, four attractive military men that always flash you a polite smile and leave you a nice tip. Price comes in more than the others, claiming the stool near your register for himself, Ghost doing the same the rare nights he slinks into the pub. Soap and Gaz come in together some weekends, sitting themselves in front of you with big grins on their faces as they watch the game on the tv overhead.
Theyâre all sweet, a little cocky at times but nothing that one of their grins or sly remarks canât make up for. They ask how their favorite girl is doing when they return from longer missions, genuinely listening as you fill them in on the things that have happened since theyâve been away.
Perfect gentlemen.
Until one night you forget your ring, having had to rush your shower and sprint out the door to make it to the pub before the nightly rush.
You filling glasses when you hear the chime of the bell and a familiar laugh fill the pub.
âWas wondering if Iâd see you boys tonight.â You smile, motioning for them to give you a moment as you serve the other patrons.
When you slide back over to them, you immediately reach for their usual glasses, grabbing your cloth to wipe them off, when a hand clamps around your wrist and you jump, nearly dropping the glass as Ghost turns your hand over in his.
âTrouble at home pretty?â Price comments, concern etched on his face and it takes a moment for you to catch on, and you canât help the little giggle that spills out.
âOh! My ring⌠Itâs kind of a funny story. I uhm.. Iâm not actually married.â You laugh, expecting them to laugh along with you, but all you feel are four pairs of eyes piercing into you.
âCome again?â Gaz asks, voice a tad deeper than usual and you ignore the chills it sends down your spine.
âI started wearing it so some of the drunkards would leave me be, kind of forgot about it, just became habit.â You chuckle nervously, hand still in Ghostâs grasp and heâs eyeing you in a way youâve never seen before.
âHm. Interesting.â
#tf141#tf 141 x reader#call of duty#cod#simon riley x reader#john price x reader#kyle gaz x reader#johnny soap mctavish x reader#cod x reader
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Missionary with your fav military man, but his dog tags keep tapping you in the face, causing you to giggle. He scoffs and nips at you playfully before taking the chain in his teeth and thrusting even harder, fucking you up the bed in punishment
#Lyria thirsts#john price x reader#rick flag sr x reader#ghost x reader#simon riley x reader#soap x reader#gaz x reader
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Tis the season to go all out
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Something, something, about the 141 men all being quite obsessed with you, placing bets who could get you firstâ everyone thinks itâs Kyle, heâs charming, handsome, who wouldnât swoon at his feet?
Maybe even Johnny, heâs a bit of a dog, but he has a way with women, by some miracle, and heâs smart, maybe itâs his blue eyes.
No one thought it would be Simon, their lieutenant, of all people, anti-social, rough around every edge. A brute, curt, wears a skull.
Then one day, they get a message in the group chat from Simon, a picture attached. Kyle canât believe it, Price, the dirty old man, saves it to his phone instantly, Johnny has to do a spit-take because there in the photo is you.
But itâs not just you.
Itâs you perched on Simonâs lap.
Naked from the head down, back facing the camera, with your face buried in Simonâs neck. Simon gets a low enough angle, gets a perfect view of your pussy, stretched wide over his fat cock. Puffy and swollen, glistening with your sopping arousal.
With a simple sentence:
âLook who I foundâ
#cherri writes#softaestluv#Cherris drabbles#call of duty#cod#simon ghost riley#cod x reader#simon ghost riley x you#simon ghost riley x reader#captain john price#kyle gaz garrick#john soap mactavish#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley smut#idk I saw this in a vision#and idk how to format it#so have this#yeahâŚ#cod brainrot⌠mmmh
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John Prices wife coming to pick him up at the airport after he returns from a mission, but the car is now full of military men.
One look at the three boys, completely exhausted and pulling their phones out to book a taxi had your heart crying. Without thinking, you offered them all a lift to yours and Johns home for them to stay overnight.
So now thereâs three men cramped onto your three backseats, John having the luxury of sitting in the front. Simon is on the end (still in his balaclava but luckily not the skull mask because youâd be a little creeped out seeing that every time in the rear view mirror), Johnny in the middle and then Kyle on the other end. Johnny complains for about 10 minutes that heâs squished in and has no room to move but after that heâs completely zonked out on Simons shoulder.
Your music plays quietly through the speakers and theyâre happy to listen to anything that isnât gun shots or explosions.
Once you arrive home, they all climb out the car, grabbing their bags from the boot and dumping them down in the living room.
âPlace looks less lifeless than last time I was here,â comments Johnny.
âFinally got a womanâs touch to it,â adds Kyle.
You smile a little at the non-direct compliment. Price also looks around, noticing the little details that have changed or the things that have been added around his house, keeping a hand on your back. He leans down and kisses you gently, mumbling âI missed youâ against your lips.
âI missed you too. But it looks like youâve lost weight.â You glance down at his body. âIâll fatten you up again,â you tease with a little giggle as he chuckles.
Itâs around 9pm by the time youâve cooked dinner for four people who have appetites of bears. They all look at you as if youâre an angel sent from heaven when they see the food, sitting down at the dining table silently and scoffing down the meal.
By 10pm, you go into the living room thinking theyâre all watching TV but instead theyâre all asleep. You grab some spare blankets from beside the sofa and cover them up except for John. You shake him awake and make him move upstairs into bed with you. Thereâs no way youâre letting him sleep on the sofa and not with you after weeks apart.
#call of duty#john price#captain price#cod modern warfare#cod x reader#price x you#price x reader#john x reader#simon ghost riley#kyle gaz garrick#johnny soap mactavish#simon cod#johnny cod#price cod#task force 141#task force x reader
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Animal crossing AUs you will always be famous to me
#mom said itâs my turn on the animal crossing au#kyle gaz garrick#john price#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#cod#call of duty#call of duty fanart#cod fanart#bwuhart
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tatted! simon motorcycle shenanigans
TATTED UP! Simon Riley who lets you turn him into a colouring book. He doesnât care how you colour his tattoos, he just wants to see the scrunched up look of concentration on your cute face.
âWhat colour do you want?â You murmur as you glance at your numerous eyeshadow palettes. Simon wants to say black or grey but he sees the way you eye the pink palette for a moment too long.
â⌠Pink.â He finally answers, his gaze focused solely on your bright smile.
You find joy in colouring his arm with various shades of pink and purple as he watches. âLook, so cute.â You murmur, eliciting a low laugh from Simon.
âYeah.â His voice rumbles, âYou wanna colour the rest in?â
BONUS
âAye, LT, you got your tattoo redone or what?â Jonny can barely hold back his laughter as he looks at Simonâs arm. The previously edgy tattoos were now adorned with feminine colours and glitter.
âNo. Just making the misses happy.â Simon doesnât really care for his teammatesâ reactions because the memory of your smile is enough to block out Jonnyâs cackles.
#simon riley x you#call of duty simon riley#ghost simon riley#simon riley ghost#simon riley#simon riley x reader#kyle cod#cod x you#ghost cod x reader#cod john price#gaz cod#cod x reader#soap cod#ghost cod#ghost call of duty#call of duty#call of duty x reader
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Being the only female on TF141 is like Simon constantly scolding you for getting into sheningans with Johnny and Kyle while Price sits on his arm chair with a good book, whiskey in hand and him puffing out smoke like a chimney from his cigar like the daddy he is.
"Delete it."
"Why?"
"Cos I fockin' said so."
You cock an amused brow at him as you look up from the embarrassingly cute photo of the skull-masked behemoth fast sleep and cuddling your Hello Kitty plushie. "Cos y'fockin' said so?" You mock his gravelly Manchester accent and it sends Johnny and Kyle into a fit of giggles. And even Price is chuffed by it. It's contagious really.
It lets your guard down enough for him to yank your phone out of your hand deleting the picture with a swiftness that made your eyes ream and your heart jump. You all groan and jeer at him for being a poor sport but he's quite satisfied with himself. Little does he know, you have a few copies of it in your desktop.
#i just think that#this would happen#also i am stuck at work and trying to free my drafts#and get some traction#im guilty#call of duty#cod#call of duty imagines#call of duty x reader#simon ghost riley#ghost x reader#johnny soap mactavish#johnny mactavish#soap x reader#soap mactavish#sergeant soap#kyle gaz garrick#kyle gaz x reader#kyle gaz garrick x reader#captain john price#simon riley x reader#captain price#captain price x reader#poly141#x female reader#poly shenanigans#poly 141 x reader#crack fic
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when they come home drunkâŚ
⌠price
- thinks itâs important that he loudly tells you heâs married while you steady him upstairs to bed. points to his ring incessantly, slurs on and on about his perfect wonderful wife with the big ass and soft tummy. you roll your eyes and canât help but smile when he doesnât let you hold on to his arm to support him. something about protecting his virtue for his wife, as if youâre not standing right beside him. proceeds to lock you out of your own bedroom when you finally get upstairs, telling you his wife will be home soon so he canât have a strange woman in their bedroom (but still remarks on your wonderful ass). you decide itâs too early in the morning to persuade your drunk husband to let you in, so you go down to sleep on the couch. you wake up with price sleeping soundly on the floor beside you, having gone to find his wife when she never showed up in his bed the night before.
⌠kyle
- gets sappy and apologises for being away. loses all concept of time when heâs drunk, says heâs sorry, he didnât mean to be away so long, he was thinking of you the whole time, the guys pulled him along and he couldnât say no. while heâs on his knees at your feet, pressing his face to your thighs and mumbling into your marbled skin, almost making you lose your balance with his fervent apologies, you gently remind him that you were the one who made him go out with the boys because he needed to unwind after a stressful weekend of combat drills, and that he had left with them less than two hours ago. he refuses to hear and only hugs your thighs closer, so much so that you have to support yourself on the wall. turns out all he needed to relax was you.
⌠johnny
- is horny. almost starts drooling when he eyes you at the top of the stairs, after struggling to close the entrance door for a good minute, causing you to investigate what made all the noise. gets a wild look in his eyes when he sees you in just his t-shirt and makes you scream and giggle as he chases you back up the stairs and to the bedroom. being absolutely shitfaced, he has the coordination of a tranquillised moose and stumbles head over heels across the floor, catches his foot on the doorway and narrowly misses the edge of the dresser with his head as he falls. still, his little soldier is courageously tenting his pants when you worriedly lean over him and he gets a good look right into the collar of your shirt.
⌠simon
- is emotional and clingy. canât get enough of you, wonât leave you alone. you canât make out half his words when heâs had this much to drink (and the mancunian in him breaks out too, making it ever harder to make out the words), but you play along, smile and nod and let him sit on the closed toilet seat and talk and talk while you do your night routine in front of the mirror. so lucky to have you, luv. how couldâa lug like me get a pretty one like you, luv. his melancholy statements of love become comfortable background noise for you as you remove your makeup and apply moisturiser. lets you wash the sweat and grime of the day off his face with a washcloth, closes his eyes while you massage your floral-scented moisturiser into his skin, never once stopping his little speech. ambles after you out of the bathroom, holding on to the hem of your shirt, when youâre all finished and ready for bed. his devoted mutters only let up when be falls asleep next to you.
#iâm a simon âlost puppyâ riley truther#john price#captain john price#john price x reader#john price x you#kyle garrick#kyle gaz garrick#kyle garrick x reader#kyle garrick x you#john mactavish#john soap mactavish#john mactavish x reader#john mactavish x you#simon riley#simon ghost riley#simon riley x reader#simon riley x you#task force 141#tf 141#tf 141 x reader#tf 141 x you#cod mw2#cod mwii#cod modern warfare#sigh straight from the heart
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Soap didnât cut his hair while way. Ghost hopes he never cuts it again <3
#cod#call of duty#john price#john soap mactavish#kyle gaz garrick#simon ghost riley#ghostsoap#ghost x soap#ghoap#procreate#comic#artists on tumblr#silly#my art
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Priceâs lil Wife Poly!141
Priceâs rules for the boys
- work and home are separate. He can not stress this enough. No call signs used in the house. No ghost mask (told Simon this the very first time he met you. No mask. Not now. Not ever)
- soap used âgaz�� once and price made him run laps around the neighborhood (the other housewives loved it)
- No talking about any mission any op. Complaining about recruits or higher ups was allowed. Only can talk about what happened on base.
- The missus was kind and pure and he would not let the type of work they do reach her
- When it came to what could and could not be done physically that was fully up to you âstop asking me. Itâs her bloody body for christs sakeâ after the thousandth awkward âcan I please fuck The Missus tonight đđťđđťâ
- If you wanted one of them one night? Just fine. All of them one night? Also fine
- In fact most things in this new relationship were completely up to you. If they stayed/lived in extra rooms, what they called you, how often and how they got to touch you
- Other than the No Work rule the only other thing Price (tried) to put his foot down on was âif she sends you a voice message. Donât. Fucking. Open. It. In. Publicâ well that just seems weird now doesnât it? No lil Mrs price was a lil tease and now she has more men to mess with????
- Only a week or so in to this whole thing Johnny was the first to get one and did he forget or just choose to ignore Priceâs rule? The world may never know but he pressed play (full volume bc men always have their volume up for no reason) and the sweet sounds of you moaning his name played so fucking loud in the grocery store. The rest of the boys made the same mistake. Price tried to warn them, he really did.
#prices lil wife#cod x reader#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#tf 141#cod modern warfare#poly!141#poly!141 x reader#john price#kyle gaz garrick
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bear hybrid! price who stalks around your house at night, protecting you from whatever else might be lurking in the woods. you don't know that he is of course, but you should be more thankful when he shuts and locks your windows when you're asleep. occasionally you see him lumber on the edge of the forest, minding his own. he doesn't want to scare you, but he wants you to admire him, too.
wolf hybrid! simon that follows you everywhere (from a distance and he rarely lets you touch him). you were frightened at first of the big bad wolf, but when he takes you away from snakes and other dangers in the woods you learn to leave out some scraps for him. (he sleeps on your front step. won't enter the house yet.)
fox hybrid! johnny who regularly sneaks into your house to play in your blankets. the wildlife here is so friendly you're shocked, shouldn't they be frightened of you? however he sleeps under your bed and he's fine unless you try to kick him out. red fur is on everything, he seems unusually close to the wolf that looms around. loves scratches to the ears!
falcon hybrid! kyle who hovers in air around your house. he finds little trinkets for you and leaves them on your porch. he mostly hangs around price, but he will chirp greetings and steal bird feed from your feeders.
they protect you in different ways, trying to worm their way to your affections before they bed down in your abode for winter.
#call of duty x reader#call of duty modern warfare#call of duty modern whorefare#task force 141#poly!141#poly 141#john price#captain john price x you#captain john price x reader#simon ghost riley#ghost x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#simon ghost riley x you#simon riley x you#simon riley x reader#john mactavish#john soap mactavish x you#john soap mactavish x reader#john mactavish x reader#john soap mactavish#captain johnathan price#kyle gaz garrick#kyle gaz garrick x you#kyle gaz garrick x reader#kyle garrick x reader#kyle garrick x fem!reader#kyle garrick#shifter!au#shifter au
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Some thoughts about John Price who owns a hardware store in a small town post-retirement for a bum leg⌠That man could never be forced to not work. Heâs not one to sit still for long, even with a small limp.Â
Maintaining the place is simple work, easy on his heart and mind after all the stress of his previous job. Does he miss the adrenaline? The feeling of importance? Of course. So, he runs that hardware store like heâs still a captain. You bet those aisles are fully stocked and organized by product and alphabetized by brand. His book is always neatly filled out at the end of each day, reading glasses perched on the end of his nose as he records the daily finances and stock in a neat print.Â
He wears kakis that fit just a bit too tight around the crotch, a red collared shirt that all the employees wear with a little logo that Soap designed over the chest pocket where John always has a pen tucked away.Â
The biggest perk? The cute little clueless bird that comes in irregularly, needing help. Finally, he gets to feel competent again, needed by someone for his skill and expertise.Â
The men almost never ask for help, too obsessed with their own masculinity to do that. Most of the women donât need it, experts at the gardening or DIY projects theyâre doing.Â
But you? Thereâs some sort of home maintenance crisis you need help with nearly every month. Johnâs beyond grateful that you donât just go on YouTube for tutorials or call a repairman like everyone else seems to be doing these days. He needs those doe eyes of yours trained on him as he explains the different types of hammers they have in stock and which one would be best for that loose floorboard of yours. He needs your sweet, grateful smile as you thank him for all his help.
Heâll get you the right wrench, doll, donât worry your pretty little head. In fact, hereâs his number in case you need help fixing your leaking sink.Â
You need fertilizer for your garden? Heâll carry out the premium brand to your car for you and brush off your thanks with a simple âanytime, sweet'eartâ.
The rest of the boys come in on their leaves to help out around the shop with stocking shelves and whatnot. Gaz and Soap cackle like hyenas the first time they see Price rush to your side when you tilt your head in confusion at all the different types of super glue. Even Simon is smirking a bit under his mask. The man is whipped.
#john price x reader#captain john price#captain johnathan price#john price fanfiction#task force 141#john soap mactavish#simon ghost riley#kyle gaz garrick
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(Arranged marriage to duke john price except it means you married four instead of one đď¸đď¸)
Your marriage to Duke Price is one out of necessity: you need a husband before high society begins rumoring you to be a barren woman and too old to be married off, and Duke Price needs a wife who is able to take on Duchess duties of his duchies.
You do not expect love, though you suppose itâd be a nice bonus. You are merely glad that Duke Price is a reasonable handsome man, and he informs you on your wedding night that he will not force himself on you, and there is no need to immediately begin attemtping for an heir.
You take admirably to your new duties, have been raised practically for this purpose though the head butler Kyle is wonderful in helping you as well- actually all the servants have been wonderful towards you. You have regular dinners with John, though they are a bit stilted but at least Chef Johnnyâs food is good enough you can easily forget the tense atmosphere. You can tell your husband is hiding something- you are sometimes barred from going to his office to him, certain rooms are not allowed for you, and you are not allowed anywhere near the letters addressed to him- but as long as it isnât hurting you, why should you bother him? So you never ask, and he seems happy enough that you donât.
Until you accidentally stumble upon him and Duke Riley exchanging tongues. Very heatedly, hands grasping and tugging on each otherâs clothes and Duke Riley sat on your husbandâs desk.
Itâs hot.
Whatâs not so hot is the way they both look at you when they realize you are there. You stutter, face a red so fierce itâd put a furnace to shame, and bolt out of the room despite hearing John call your name.
And you also skip out on the dinners for now, pretending you are sick with the help of your maids and their makeup skills.
But suddenly, itâs like your eyes have been opened. Itâs not just Duke Riley who seems to hold a part of your husbandâs heart; the one time you gather enough courage to maybe go speak with John and address the situation, you see Kyle stumbling out all disheveled and flushed, though he has a very satisfied air around him. He freezes when he sees you, and your jaw drops.
âMy lady-â
âI- Iâll just- Iâm taking a walk! Alone!â
You go to the kitchens instead, hoping that Johnny would have something delicious you can eat. Maybe something cold enough to wash away the blush on your cheeks.
Johnny is weirdly silent, however, even as he whips up chocolate mousse for you. His silence is not normal, it feels⌠almost guiltyâŚ
You sighs, take in a deep breath, and gather your dress. âJohnny⌠are you tooâŚ-?â
âAye, mâlady. But-â
You canât take it anymore. You leave the kitchens, and go straight back to your bedroom to bury your face in your bed. Itâs not as if you are upset! Itâs just- a rather befuddling situation?
Two nights later, itâs John himself who comes to you. You had assumed it was one of your maids returning with a new jar of oil for your nightly hair routine, but itâs your husband. You are glad itâs winter, and you arenât simply in a thin nightgown.
âWife.â He says, voice steady yet strained.
âJohn.â
You canât call him husband. Youâve spent the last two days thinking and you were⌠rather sad. You were in the way of whatever they had (you saw Kyle and Johnny kissing, Johnny specifically sending food addressed to Duke Riley), werenât you?
John sighs, sitting down on the settee while you remain on your vanity. After a moment of awkward silence, he opens his eyes and looks at you. ââŚwhat do you want to remain silent about this?â
You blink, raising an eyebrow. ââŚhuh?â
Johnâs fists clench. âHow much do you want in return for your silence?â
Frowning, you set your brush down and fully turn to him even if you feel exposed despite your thicker nightgown. âIs this about your⌠partners?â You say the word delicately, then shake your head. âI want nothing, John. If you are worried about me starting anything, I wonât. I just⌠hope this doesnât mean you will divorce me?â
Being a divorced woman might as well be a death sentence on its own.
He looks at you, shocked into silence, and you quickly explain; his relationships have nothing to do with you and you arenât a petty woman, who are you to come between what he and they have? You only hope this wonât take away the protection this marriage gave you.
That night, thus, you and John reach an agreement you are sure both of you are satisfied with.
Except, months later, John is no longer satisfied.
With the ice broken between the two of you. The dinners have become so much more⌠relaxing and comfortable, far less than they had been. No secrecy was needed when you were around anymore, and you only giggle and look away, feigning innocence when they share tender kisses between one another⌠and the less polite kisses.
John canât remain satisfied with this arrangement. You are such a sweet thing, now that heâs become to know you far better. He can see the way his men are looking at you now, something between fondness and hunger and want; Kyle helps you far more often now, despite your insistence that you can do it yourself. Even when you do it yourself, he stays by you and ensures you are comfortable.
And he joins your evening walks, arms looped as the two of you speak, laughing and giggling.
Itâs similar to your late night chats with Johnny, where he plies your full of sweets and desserts until even your dreams are full of sweeter kisses you are sure will never be for you. Johnny, who cooks your favorites on hard days and who you heard from Kyle is even more serious about only having the best of the best in vegetables and meats and seasonings.
And Duke Riley⌠for all his stoicism, he is gentle with you. Even when heâd stared at you with doubt and mistrust, no doubt believing you to be lying to John and simply waiting for the shoe to drop and for you to ruin them. Yet it never happens, and now, during the galas you attend all dolled up on Johnâs arm and ignoring all murmurs about still having no children, you even dance with him and giggle at his terribly dry jokes, even share a few of your own with him.
Steadily, slowly, obliviously, John has watched each of his men fall for you. This, obviously, made you theirs. It made you his, more and more than you already were.
Itâs why your current request is making him clench his glass in his hand, with Kyle looking on in displeasure as well, giving him subtle glances.
â-So thatâs why I was asking, John,â you remain sweetly oblivious, adorned in a pretty dress Simon had gotten for you recently. âHe will not spread any rumors, Iâll personally make sure of that-â
Your cheeks darken then, and you glance away. âI- I am⌠merely a bit- unsatisfied, if you understand my point. And the stable man is loyal to you, he wouldnât say anything.â
Itâs clear he needs to keep a better watch over you. Where and when did you even interact with his stable boy, Graves? Though he focused on your words.
Unsatisfied.
Well, he canât have that, can he? Youâve done your wifely duties so admirably, itâs about time he took care of you as well⌠and maybe dealt with the baseless barren rumors as well. A baby would keep you nice and content and focused on them alone, wouldnât it?
Oh yes. Yes, it would.
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