#anon 🐻‍❄️

[rodolfoparras]

I NEED Prices old man pussy on my face right now😩😩🤤🤤

- 🔪

It was a stupid idea but it was an idea nonetheless, having price sit on your face while fully clothed to prove he wouldn’t crush you with his weight.

It must’ve been one two or three too many drinks when you’d asked Price to sit on your face, which he’d only responded with a look as if you had killed someone right in front of him, which was ironic since that was what he did for living.

However he’d been quick to explain that he was too heavy, that he was bound to crush you with his weight and that you should just do things your usually way, with him spread out on your sheets and with you buried between his thighs.

Any other day you’d take him up on his offer but by that point you’d long forgotten about the act itself, too focused on the way he sees himself so being the person that you are with one too many drinks in your system you’d have him put his weight on your chest whilst the both of you were fully clothed just to prove that you could take it.

So here he is, with his weight pushing down on your chest, calves pressing at the side of your ribs and his hands fumbling around on your pecs to adjust himself

“See, told you that you had nothing to worry about,” you slurre out, bleary eyed and mindlessly caressing his thighs.

However he doesn’t respond, eyes looking anywhere else with his teeth sinking into his bottom lip, hands nervously fiddling on your chest.

“Hey, hey, we don’t have to do anything alright?” You say, snapping out of your drunken demeanor for a second “just wanted to show you I’m stronger than you think old man, you have nothing to worry about” you say, words coated in liquor as you flash him a reassuring smile.

“It’s not that” he croaks out, adam's Apple bobbing as he swallow hard, thighs squeezing the side of your ribs.

That’s when you finally get a whiff of his musky scent, eyes automatically falling to the spot between his legs, noticing the way the fabric outlines his cunt, with a small wet patch prominently showing on it.

“You- you aren’t wearing any underwear”

He doesn’t turn to meet your gaze but from where you lay you can see his face turn red, can hear the shaky breath escaping his lips, hands flailing in the air to explain himself. “I’m sorry I usually go commando -“

“Fuck it’s okay” you croak trying to ignore the way your cock twitches at the sight” it’s alright just - just relax yeah?” You say, your own hands shaking where they rest on his legs, as your pulse sounds through your ears. “Do you do you want to uh continue this? We don’t have-“

“I want to,” he says now meeting your gaze, and tone as firm as his words.

“Okay fuck okay” you say, laughing in disbelief and out of excitement, blood pooling to the lower half of your body as you squeeze at his thighs in reassurance.

“You’ll uhm you’ll have to move a bit closer, can’t really reach “ you say feeling heat creep up your own neck, ears and cheeks as the words tumble past your lips.

He doesn’t respond, head ducking down as he shuffles further up your chest.

You reach out with your hands to help him adjust himself so that you now can feel his heat licking at your cheeks, can almost see the way his pubic hair pokes out through the sinfully thin fabric, can almost taste him on your lips.

“Tell - tell me to stop whenever ” you croak out, before you’re cranking your neck up to lick stripe along his clothed cunt.

The slight hitch in his breath and the squeak of the wooden board is all you get in response to your question.

So you deliver another broad stroke and this time you earn a verbal response but instead of telling you to stop, you hear the words “please god please” tumbling past his lips.

And who are you to deny such a sweet request, you think to yourself as you crank your neck, swiping your tongue over his clothed clit and watching the way the fabric darkens more from your spit.

“Fuck” he squeaks put, hips bucking into your touch as he clutches onto the headboard for dear life.

However quickly your neck starts to ache from the awkward angle and you prompt the older man to sit on your face.

That’s when he freezes up again, familiar words slipping past his lips, I’m too heavy, I’ll crush you, but you're quick to shut him down with a slap to his thigh.

“If you think this attests my strength then I’m a little worried for your intelligence captain” you say with a chuckle which only earns you a slap to the head.

“Ouch! Okay I’m sorry” you say through a pained laugh “but really I can handle it��

The last bit of doubt trickles out his eyes, teeth releasing his worried bottom lip as he starts to lower himself down but you stop him with a hand to his hips.

“Clothes” is all you say and you see the look of realization flash across his face before he turns red as he quickly shuffles off his sweats, his lower half completely bare before he’s back to hovering over your face.

He’s about to say something, probably to state his worries once again but before he can do so you’re pulling him down onto your face, with your eager tongue pushing past his slick folds and tonguing his hole.

He doesn’t get a moment to breathe, doesn’t even get a moment to think about the thoughts that worried him previously, complety lost in the sensation of you relentlessly fucking your tongue into him.

It’s almost too much, it becomes too much when your lips mercilessly latch onto his clit, sucking eagerly at the numb til Price is sobbing, sweat trickling down his spine and hips clumsily grinding down onto your tongue.

He doesn’t even comprehend when he had started riding your face, uncaring of anything except for the fact that he’s inching closer to his release.

“Cu-cumming” he manages to squeak out before he comes undone with a cry, body shaking and headboard threatening to break under his hands.

Later when he’s laying on your chest, you got a smug look on your face as you say the words.

“Told you that you had nothing to worry about”

[thegnomelord]

I think everyone loves a good bear price but have we thought about the potential of bear reader? Unfortunately in most male fics (and female but specifically male) the reader is always described as like petite and small??? (ty for having large reader inserts <3) I JUST WANNA READ BIG MAN FUCK BIG MEN‼️ with cute bear ears TnT and eventually cute endings.

Sorry for the manic rant just felt it needed to be said

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OOOOH DUUUUDE BEAR ON BEAR ACTION YESSS

Tbh the reason why I write big reader is cause I'm a big fat man and you don't see my body type in x reader fics lol.

But fuck, being the 141 dilfs and also big fucking bears would be sooooo fun. Imagine Price is still like a Kodiak bear, you're a polar bear, and just settling in the cold night in your den. You both are so warm and hairy you don't even need covers, just cuddling together and purring.

Also being bears you can easily fight for dominance in bed without fearing of breaking the other lol. Just roaring and roughhousing until you manage to pin Price down on the ground, his cock already hard as a rock as it's trapped between his belly and the floor. And being so strong you can pound him into the ground like he craves you would, with enough force to bruise his hips and draw all those desperate sounds from his chest 👀

[princessbrunette]

Rafe having to turn his head & avoid contact with his spoiled gf when she’s asking for something he doesn’t want to give in to

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this is so funny to me idk why 😭 him slowly turning away from you when you’re giving him the look !!!!!

“raaaafe…” you sing and he shakes his head.

“sto— no, no. don’t.” he points a finger in your direction, trying not to look at you.

“m’not doing aaaanything…” you sidle up to him, rubbing a hand up his bicep.

“you are… brat. know what you’re about to ask for.”

[abbyromanoff]

maybe Nat fucking y/n while the husband is there could play out like this: Nat went to "fix" something and while she is fucking her doggy style the asshole husband walk in, y/n doesn't notice but Nat does (obviously it gets her hornier), and she just fucks you faster and prompts you to scream her name louder so the husband can see who she really belongs to.

the husband walks away, files for divorce, and Nat just moves in to fuck her into oblivion.

-- ice bear anon 🐻‍❄️

A Hot Affair (part 2)

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x reader

Word count: 1795

Warnings: daddy kink, anal, cheating, fingering, small dirty talk, unprotected sex, Nat has a dick, milf!R

No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!

“Alright, I’ll be there as soon as I can.” You hung up the call and placed the phone down, a small smile making its way to your face. You had lied to Nat saying there was another plumbing issue with your sink, anything to get her back here.

Your kids sat at the dining room table, devouring their meals like animals. Your husband walked in suddenly, making the whole room go into a tense silence. He gave you a sloppy kiss on the cheek and sat down, taking his food without a thank you.

“What has you all happy, huh?” The memory that Nat would be returning soon made your whole body warm up, and your stomach filled with butterflies. The two of you have been seeing each other secretly for the past two months now. Whenever your husband was away, she’d stop by to greet you. Sometimes it was simple, a flower and a kiss goodnight. Other times it was less sweet, her fucking you into the mattress where you shared a bed with your partner.

“Well, the sink had a small issue. So, I asked for that lady to come around, Nat I believe.” You acted innocent, as if you barely knew her. You couldn’t risk your husband knowing anything that has happened between you two.

“I swear, this house has been falling apart ever since she fixed the toilet.” He chuckled into the food and took another bite, your kids still barely speaking. You knew they weren’t the biggest fans of their father, you couldn’t exactly blame them though.

“Yeah, I guess so.” You took a small pause as you chewed down the piece of toast, “Well, you better get going then, don’t need you being late for work!” You rushed him out, a small peck to the cheek and his suit jacket and he was gone. Finally. You were lucky he was having a good day. Now all you had to do was drop the kids off at school and you’d get to see Nat, you were counting down the minutes.

Twenty minutes later and they were all off to their classes, giving you a small wave goodbye before you drove away. When you returned home, you made sure to tidy up the place before she arrived. You went fast, taking care of the table and cleaning the dishes left behind. And the moment you finished, the doorbell rang. You brushed your hair out of your face and calmed yourself, waiting a few seconds to not seem desperate.

“Nat, you’ve made it!” She looked around the home just for a moment, making sure no one was there before she gave you a loving kiss on the lips.

“I’ve missed you, baby.” You hummed in contentment, your shoulders finally weighing down for the first time this morning.

“I know it’s a bit early, but I just couldn’t wait. I’ve been thinking about you all week.” At your words, Nat smirked. She placed her tool bucket down and stared deep into your eyes, making you weak in the knees.

“Yeah? And what were you thinking about?” She closes the door behind her, walking you backwards to your bedroom. You were pushed down onto the bed as she climbed on top of you, her hair centering around your face.

“Well, I was thinking about you and your body. These muscles,” You emphasized your words with a grasping of her biceps, “This sexy body, this beautiful face. And this,” Your hand made its way down her body, palming her cock through her jeans. She groaned ever so gently before thrusting into your hand just barely. It was your turn to smirk at her actions, unzipping some of her bottoms to reach inside of them. You felt the boxers she wore, the soft cloth being the only thing blocking you from touching her.

“Get these clothes off already.” You said in a weak whine, receiving a warning slap to the side of your ass.

“You’re not in charge here, baby, I am. Now, how badly do you want me to fuck you?”

“So much! Need you so bad.” Her fingers grazed over your wet panties, teasing your clit through the thin cloth.

“Mm, tell me, baby, have you touched yourself?” You shook your head quickly as she continued, “Have you let him touch you?” The way she said the words with a scowl made you want to laugh, but you couldn’t.

“No! N-neither! Please, just touch me.”

“But I am touching you, princess.” You threw your head back as the pressure of her fingertips grew, rubbing small circles over your bundle of nerves. She made you beg for what seemed like hours until you got fed up.

“Please, daddy! Please just fuck me hard! I need it, I need your dick. Need you to fill me up the way he never could, need it so bad.” Tears pooled at your eyelids, your slick coating your thighs as she licked your juices.

“Oh, sweetheart, you don’t know how badly I want to ruin this precious little cunt.” Her clothes had already been taken off moments ago, you now being the only one with anything covering you. That was until she ripped your panties to shreds, throwing them across the room and pulling you closer to her.

“But this time, I had a different plan. This time, I want to fuck your ass. Will you let me? Will you let me be the first?” You were flipped over and forced onto all fours, immediately feeling her prodding at your ass.

“You want me to stretch this tight little hole? Make you completely mine?” You nodded quickly, feeling cold drops of what you assumed was lube on your hole. She spread the liquid around, fingering your ass as you whined in the cooled room. Small apologies left her mouth when hearing your discomfort state.

“It’s alright, baby, daddy will make it all better soon.” Her length slowly entered you from behind, no warning being sent your way.

“I know it hurts, I know. J-just, be good for me, please? I need this so bad, need this precious little ass.” When she had finally bottomed out inside of you, you felt so full. You felt a burning sensation all across your body, Nat held you close from where she was kneeling.

“Just- fuck! Tell me when I can move, please tell me I can.” Her hips moved ever so slightly, causing a quiet scream to escape your mouth. You were so warm, she was lucky she didn’t explode on the spot.

When you finally gave her the approval, she happily created a small pace inside of you, careful to not hurt you too much. It was almost impossible to be easy on you, she wanted nothing more than to destroy you. Her fingers teased your weeping cunt, rubbing circles on your clit as a way to distract you from the pain. One digit slowly entered you, both of your holes being used by the woman, just like she wanted. She wasn’t slow with her finger, no, she fucked your cunt like there was no tomorrow. Reaching knuckles deep inside of you, she wasted no time in making your legs shake.

“Fuck! Fuck me so well, better than anyone I’ve ever had. Better than Steve, so much better!” She groaned, suddenly hearing a small creak as the door opened.

“Y/N! Have you seen my phone? I think I left it here.” He called out, searching each room only to come up empty-handed. The last room, the bedroom.

“Y/N? I asked if you’ve seen my phone-” His words were cut off as he took in the sight in front of him. His wife was bent over by the woman who was supposed to fix a leakage and leave. You didn’t notice him, but Nat did. And she sure as hell loved it. Her pace fastened, your ass being stretched out to accommodate her length. She made eye contact with him, smirking as she added a digit to your dripping cunt.

“C’mon, baby, scream for me! Scream my fucking name!”

“Daddy! I’m gonna-” Your orgasm crashed over you, her fingers being soaked with your slick. Steve slammed the door shut, you turned your head, only now noticing he was there.

“Nat- “Shut the fuck up! That’s not my name, you little whore. What’s my name? What’s my fucking name?” She slapped your ass, gripping the soft skin in her hands.

“Daddy! It’s daddy!” She nodded, not giving you any sort of warning as you felt hot spurts of cum filling you up. Your mouth opened wide as you took in the feeling, so overwhelmed by it all. She rested her body against your back, panting into your neck. Your arms finally dropped as you sat with your ass up and face down, closing your eyes to take the moment in.

“What are we gonna do about Steve?” You asked, breaking the small silence. She sighed, moving her body to finally pull out of you slowly. You cried out in pain.

“Shh, it’s okay, I’m right here. I’ll go slow, I promise.” She said before finally answering your question. “Well, I don’t think he’ll want to stay with you after this. He doesn’t deserve you anyways. You can file for divorce and we can be together, this time without hiding.” By now, she had already pulled out completely, sitting behind you as she admired the way her cum oozed out of your ass. She leaned in, her tongue licking up any droplets she could get. She moved to eye level with you, connecting your lips so you could taste her. You moaned into it, positioning yourself to lie down as she towered over you. You sighed and rested your forehead against hers, smiling at the way she held you close.

“What about the kids? You’d have to help with them and-” She shushed you gently with a finger to your lips, pecking your face before lying next to you.

“I’ll help, baby, I promise. I’ll be the dad they always wanted if you let me.” The thought alone brought tears to your eyes. You knew she always wanted kids, you just thought she’d want some of her own. But here she was, stepping up to be the partner you dreamed of having as a kid.

“Of course, Natty. You’d be the greatest mom to those little rascals, I can already tell they’ll love you so much.” She held you in her arms for the rest of the day, until you had to pick up the kids. She stayed at your house that night, having a movie night with you and the children before holding you once more. This time, never letting go.

[niko-n-frank-mailbox]

*takes niko's hat and runs away while back flipping furiously*

Niko🐻‍❄️: "Hey that's not very nice– H-HEY CAN YOU– R....return it...please–... I... I guess you... You won't............. Uhm...—" –he has really short blonde hair. Seems he shaved it off some time ago and it's growing a lil bit. He's really, really insecure about that.– ". . ." –He puts on the hat of his jacket, while trying to not look upset–

Frank🩻: –STARTS CHASING YOU AS FAST AS HE CAN. He faster than scout after drinking +10 bonks. He 48? Who cares, legs of an athlete. You wil NOT survive.–

[roronoagem]

Person who asked for Law with reader who was forced to eat a devil fruit. Can I go by 🐻‍❄️ anon?

Ahhhh! You did a great job!!! Thank you so so much!

I think it'd be funny to see a continuation. Maybe Bepo stays a little bit closer to reader just in case she falls over again and Law gets jealous that he can't be the one to dive in and save her?

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characters: trafalgar d. water law

content warning: gn!reader, jealous!law, bepo is super cute (he’s my baby fr) & poor attempt at fluff i think idk.

a/n: omg thank you so much !! of course you can be 🐻‍❄️ anon — basically bepo anon huh, i’m gonna add you to my list hehe. this one is short fr, i could only think of a tiny convo between them. i apologise if this is not what you expected >_< .

after the accident, bepo decided to stay super close to you.

“you don’t have to act like a baby-sitter, bepo,” you would try to ease his tension. it doesn’t work of course.

“i have to be ready to help you!”

bepo’s closeness caught the attention of a certain someone who unconsciously grew jealous of this whole situation.

“bepo i’m okay, i promise. i’m just sitting here watching the waves,” he’s hugging you. no literally he’s holding you to make sure you won’t slip into the water.

law noticed how whenever you were walking around on the deck doing whatever task, the polar bear acted like your shadow.

he wasn’t really jealous of him being too close to you, he was jealous of the fact that 1. he would be the first to see if something happens and 2. he could actually jump in to save you.

this is something law could never do because of his devil fruit.

you noticed the way he acted a bit different after that, not really thinking his change in behaviour was a consequence of bepo being there for you at all times — well, not in that sense.

“law!” you walked right into his office, making your presence known even before he could see your figure. he hummed, acknowledging your presence, eyes focusing on the pages of the book he was reading.

“are you sad?” you sat right next to him, pouting. “hm?” law glanced at you, curious as to why you were asking something like that. “it looks like you’re always pouting when you see me on the deck. did something happen?”

was he that obvious?

“no, i’m okay,” he shrugged it off and went back to his book. “are you jealous?” you smirked, your tone showing amusement now. “what— no. why would i be?” he rolled his eyes.

“because bepo’s not afraid to hug me in public,” you suggested, trying to find a way to let him spit the truth out. “i hug you,” he corrected, not even glancing at you this time. you huffed and then looked down for a moment, trying to think of something else.

“he can do something i can’t, though,” his voice was low but you heard it clear as a day. ���huh?” you raised your brows, confused. “what if you fall once again? he can jump in,” he added after a long moment of silence.

you realised what he meant and swiftly moved closer, searching for his gaze. “i don’t care about that, because you protect me in many other ways and that’s all that matters,” you took his hand, tracing his tattoos with your thumb slowly. as law finally met your eyes, you offered him a sweet smile. “i guess… you’re right,” he finally, but slowly, gave in. it wasn’t rational, feeling jealous of something like that.

“so… you were, in fact, jealous,” you then laughed at him, easing the tension between you two. law rolled his eyes, cheeks turning slightly pink now. “shut up,” he tried to sound offended but seeing you laughing changed his mood, as he secretly enjoyed watching you spread your happiness like that.

[dirtyvulture]

hey there, I know it's been a while, but you came back so now i'm coming back as well.

in the last story you posted reader saw/heard natasha through the window and i imagined what if reader was a little bit more pervy, and instead of going inside and fucking Natasha, they take their cellphone out and record her to then re watch it over and over again while they pleasure themselves.

maybe reader will repeat this and maybe natasha took notice and puts on a show just for her, but they keep it that way, they never attempt to actually fuck each other. eventually it even escalates to reader sending dirty texts and pics. in my mind reader has a dick and so the pics consists of sweatpants, precum oozing out of the tip, maybe even little audios of reader moaning Natasha’s name and wishing it was her pussy. you can imagine the rest ;)

-- ice bear anon 🐻‍❄️

My little Ice Bear returns. 🥰

Here's a short little continuation of your sinful idea:

18+ only, read at your own risk

The video of Nat fucking herself while moaning your name becomes your absolute favorite to watch whenever you jerk yourself off. It's almost embarrassing how quickly you cum just from watching it, but it's a testament to the effect Nat has on you.

To return the favor of many orgasms, you start sending your own pictures and videos to Nat. You know how much she loves the ones of your bulge tenting the fabric of your sweatpants, and eventually you grow bolder and let her see your dick, hard and throbbing in your hand. (Nat knows that your hands are bigger than hers, and the fact that you can't even grip yourself fully makes her pussy pound with desire at taking your full length.)

Once in a while, you'll even send her a video of you jerking off and moaning her name, verbalizing how much you want to be inside of her and filling her with your cum until it leaks out and down her thighs.

Eventually, the teasing is too much for the both of you. Natasha corners you at Tony's party one night and drags you into the bathroom. You lift her onto the sink counter, hastily undoing your pants and then hers, your hard cock springing out and Natasha licks her lips at the sight.

She doesn't know if she'd rather have you in her pussy or down her throat, but you make the decision easy for her when you wrap your strong arms around her thighs, sliding her off the counter enough to slip inside her heat and fuck her into oblivion.

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[lunicho]

make up sex w nico? im in a nicholas drought rn

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link

i wrote makeup sex with him before butttt i'll give a little more. he'll check up on you even more, kissing every part of your body. he wants you to know how much he loves you.. as soon as he dips his hand in your pants he'll ask if you're okay, as soon as he kissed your lips he'll ask again, and again once he lines up with your entrance, he just wants to make you feel good. he'd focus on your pleasure only, making u cum more than once through many different ways. he'll eat you out, he'll finger u, he'll use toys on you, running a little vibrator over your nipples and then if you're not absolutely spent he'll rock his hips into you, placing kisses on your forehead <3

[hyuckmov]

https://x.com/puppydolphin_hc/status/1750134396601135268?s=46&t=cgUCJ8afnxIFRe7wFGRJKQ

GIRL ARE YOU SEEING THIS ????? GOING INSANE

(🐻‍❄️ anon )

whyyyy does he have to look so cute at the same time.... the shinchan doll in his mouth (me next) no but seriously looking at his hands is making my heart speed up... the vision....

[idkfitememate]

🐻‍❄️ anon: “I’m to tired to do anything.” *Litterly just comes into the Harbringers fortress to just sleep* {Meanwhile} *Racoon anon in jail, otter anon literally saving all of fountain from primordial water, boar anon burning down the dawn winery, deer anon trying to enjoy Sumaru with Tiger anon, and fox and panda(s) anons taunt Riden Shogun*

Don’t forget horse creator watching it all burn,

Hawk creator desperately trying to get drunk,

Deep sea crab creator just having a good time with Freminet,

Snake creator hissing at Changshen,

Primo GeoV creator being the bestest in all of Liyue,

Finch creator sleeping in a tree somewhere,

Lucklight creator extorting the Adepti,

Golden weasel creator trying to figure out wtf The Old Man is,

Dragon creator (Liyue ver) being a old man and eating gold,

Dragon creator (Fontaine ver) practicing their acrobatics,

Large Tusked Polaral creator cuddling the Tsaritsa,

Sumpter Beast creator having a sand bath (much to Dori’s chagrin),

Melusine creator baking more sweets,

Golden Wolflord creator playing with Sayu,

Griffin creator watching over Aether and Paimon,

Seelie creator having fun with Bennett and Razor,

Hydra creator watching The Crux sail,

Deep Sea Jellyfish creator laughing at Childe in jail,

And all future creators that have yet to be born!~ <3

(Did I go through the Animal!Creator Masterlist to remember everyone?? No of course not I a good parent hehe-)

[beartitled]

CONGRATULATIONS ON GRADUATING 🎉🎉🎉

*throwing confetti and glitter around in your askbox*

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🎉🎊🎉Thank you🎉🎊🎉

Hehe colourful confetti ✨

[rodolfoparras]

Woke up and thought: I need TF141+Rudy to be my princesses!! But then my brain went to Price as my princess!! (I tend to be one of those people who is kind of like mom friend, but also guard dog??? Protective as hell but absolutely remembers small details about you and somehow just knows your emotional state??? So I guess my brain was like: GIVE THEM THE PRINCESS TREATMENT!! ☠️🤧)

He’s older and has always been this gruff masculine man. Every partner he’s had has always been his princess, and while he did love it, something in him tugged and tugged until he realized it was wanting and jealousy.

So of course when you join and despite the profession you’re in, you’re so kind. Not in the sweet bbg way, but in the “I will take care of and protect you no matter what” sir yes sir way. And it throws him for a loop!

But he sees the positive affect, how around base the tension the TF used to carry despite being safe is ebbing away. And that tug of want absolutely starts to burn inside of him.

You’re not even this hulking beast of a man, but something about you just screams safety and protection. And the way you take care of them all, has a wave of heat flashing through him. The way you subtly check on Ghost because anything too overt feels patronizing to him, the way you make sure Soap can calm his anger properly and give him you to vent to, making sure Gaz is truly alright after a difficult choice and making sure he feels settled. But the way you check on him is just… more.

Hand at the small of his back, to let him know you’re there. Somehow you figured out physical touch grounds him. Giving him water and even bringing him food when he’s been too focused on paperwork. Somehow noticing all his little quirks and tells, and always being there when he needs it despite the fact he can do this by himself. Hell you’re the only one to figure out that he gets hangry… well more so grumpy hungry and always get him his favorite.

So of course he has to ask, granted he’s nervous but he does. And somehow it just leads to you giving him the full blown princess treatment he’s always wanted. Hell, that pool of arousal in his gut becomes ever so present when you actually call him princess! (Not forcible feminization, just princess title ☺️)

Idk I just want Price to be my princess, Gaz to be my princess, Soap to be my princess, Ghost to be my princess, and Rudy to be my princess. 🤧🤧 I want to love and dote on those idiots so much!

(If anything made you uncomfortable pls let me know! I will apologize! <33)

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Hear me out sugar..

1.

It first started when you bought a new bucket hat for him. He’d jokingly complained that one more rough landing to the ground and his bucket hat would fall apart.

You had stepped up offered to buy him a new, being fully serious about it too

He had accepted the offer, even jokingly said he’d buy the most expensive one to make a whole in you wallet

But he found himself frozen in place when you picked out the most high end store for outdoor clothes.

He didn’t even know what to say when you walked ahead of him over to where the hats were displayed, searching high and low for the perfect bucket hat.

You hadn’t even asked for his size but instead put different types of hats on him, standing so close he could feel your knees knocking together, calloused fingers grazing his skin as you felt the material under your fingertips, feeling heat creep his cheeks as your eyes stayed glued to him.

For the first time he feels an unfamiliar sort of feeling bubbling up inside of him.

2.

Undercover missions were his least favorite type of missions. It involved a lot of play and pretended and visiting place he usually wouldn’t be in, like a bar full of people half his age, drunk out of their minds and barely able to stand upright.

Price enjoyed a pint or two but this was way too much for his taste, had a grimace painting his face, something you quickly noticed.

“Not a fan?” You say, chuckling at the man’s obvious distaste.

“Never been” Price responds, carefully weaving his way through the floor of dancing bodies, with you following swift behind.

“How about I buy you a drink?” You don’t even turn to him to see the look on his face, already signaling for the bartender.

You hadn’t turned around to ask him his prefered drink already knowing it by heart for whatever reason, and once again he finds himself frozen in place, from utter confusion.

The bar was full of people but somehow you had managed to snag a chair for him, signaling for him to take a seat while you’d be left standing and once again he found himself speechless but sat downin anyway. As he takes a sip of his drink he notices your eyes on him.

“Good?” You ask, carefully gauging his face and once again he feels heat creep up his ears neck and cheeks, only managing a nod to your question.

“I’m just going to the bathroom real quick,” you say with a sheepish smile on your face and maybe he’d chid you for picking the worst moments to do your needs but he couldn’t focus on anything else but your hand on his elbow, your hot breath caressing his face and the way your cologne assaulted his senses as you leaned into him.

All he can do is nod in response before he continues to sip his drink, praying the liquor will keep him from saying something stupid.

It’s only been a couple of minutes that you’ve been gone before someone’s approaching him and attempting at making small talk.

Although he politely answers the stranger’s questions, it’s visible that Price is uncomfortable, shoulders rigid, smile forced and fingers fiddling with a napkin forgotten at the bar.

Suddenly there’s an arm around his waist, and he stiffens further before your cologne hits his sense and he feels himself relax in your embrace.

He doesn’t know what you had said to the other man all he could focus on is the warm palm on his back, fingers tattically brushing against the silver of his skin peeking through the shirt he’s wearing. But whatever you had said made the stranger nod his head, glass raising in the air before he walks away.

“Thank you” Price says, turning to you with a soft smile on his face

“Just doing my duty captain” you say with a smile on your face as you pull your hand away from his waist.

Another unfamiliar feeling bubbles up in his gut, this one he doesn’t like so much.

3. He once again finds himself in a bar, this time by his own choice, a place he’d picked to celebrate a successful mission.

He’d maybe had one two or three too many drinks when the world had started to spin around him, and someone, maybe soap? Maybe ghost? Had asked you to take him home.

Maybe if he’d been in his right mind he’d turn red at the fact that you were seeing him in such state, maybe if he’d been in his right mind he’d be able to feel the jolts coursing through his body from where your skin touched his. Maybe if he’d been in his right mind he realized how close you were to him, as you slung an arm around his waist, easily supporting him with your weight before taking him back to base.

Next thing he knows he’s waking up in his own room, a bit more sober than before, two bottles of water laying on his nightstand along with painkillers.

There’s even a washcloth on his bed and somehow he’s managed to strip himself down to his boxer and undershirt.

However before he could try decipher how he’d manage to do that in his drunken state, he hears his bathroom door squeak open and immediately flies out of bed, grabbing the first thing in his hand to defend himself which just happens to be-

"Painkillers? Really captain? I’d never guess that would be your weapon of choice”

There’s a brief moment of confusion, before it’s replaced with relazation and only then is he able to respond to your comment “oh piss of” he grunts out, throwing the bottle to the ground before he sits back down in his bed, hand clutching his throbbing head.

He hears you chuckle in response before the bed dips beside him.

“Here” you say, handing him the bottle he’d just thrown away.

He looks between the bottle and your face, heat creeping up his own face before he takes the pills in his hand.

Before he can even ask, you hand him a bottle of water and he does his best to ignore the jolts coursing through his fingertips as your hands briefly touch.

“Thanks” he says before he throws back the pills, swallowing them down with the water you gave him, and only then does he notice how thirst he is, quickly emptying the bottle in a matter of seconds.

“Want more?” You say, offering another bottle laying on the nightstand.

“No” he grunts out before he turns to look at you. “What are you doing here?” He says before he abruptly cuts himself off “I mean this is my room- not that you’re not allowed I mean-“ he continues to run his mouth only ever shutting up once he hears you laugh.

“It’s okay” you say waving away his worries “you got drunk and I helped you get back home, you wouldn’t let me leave though” his eyes widen at that, mouth ready to run again before you’re waving off his words with the flick of your hand “i helped you get in bed and by the time I brought you water and pain killers you had passed out, I kind of made a mess of the bathroom looking for painkillers so I thought I should fix that before I left “ you say with a sheepish look on your face.

It’s only now he realizes that you’ve been the one to strip the clothes off of him, you’ve seen every scar every mark he’d kept hidden under his clothing and once again he feels heat creeping up his cheeks.

He shouldn’t be this comfortable being touched by a stranger while unconscious but you aren’t a stranger and you’d only ever touched him with care and consideration like now as your hand is hovering over his in case he doesn’t want you touching him.

“If I made you feel uncomfortable-“

“No!” He says a bit too hasty before he corrects himself “I mean it’s alright, thank you for taking care of me”

It seems like that’s all you need to hear for the worry to trickle out of your bones, shoulders slumping and hand caressing his own.

“Alright, good” you say with a soft smile on your face hand resting atop of his own before you pull away “well it’s late and I need to go to bed or else you won’t see me bright and early in the morning” you say as you get up.

Although you probably meant the training sessions you were supposed to have in the morning he couldn’t help the unfamiliar feeling from bubbling up inside, maybe he should call it familiar since he’s felt it a couple of times now.

“Sleep well captain” you say sending him a playful salute before walking through the door.

And as the door shuts close Price realizes one thing.

He’s fucked.

[enha-cafe]

mommyy can i ask who in hyung line members will pound you to death with an anklet jiggling on your limbs 😩 just imagines them fucking you roughly with the sounds of jiggling noises with the slapping wet noises in the room it's just *chef kiss* it has been on my mind lately

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i'm sorry about my grammar mommy 😓

SUNGHOON AND HEESEUNG

especially if you managed to get one of them jealous of one of the other members and now they’re saying things such as “do you think he can fuck you this good?” “look at you creaming all over my cock” “you belong to me and only me” while sucking hickies into you and making sure you cum multiple times so you know who you belong to but also cumming in and on you multiple times too so that you’re makes with their cum and remember who you belong to 😌

best believe they’d give some perfect aftercare though making sure to run you a bath afterwards, getting you some clean comfy clothes, and grabbing you something to eat because they want what’s theirs to be treated well after all of that plus who else would treat you so well if not them?

[thegnomelord]

okay sorry for sending so many ask so if you'd like you can ignore this but I'm curious about hound and Kate's relationship? Did she know them before they were taken? I imagine she wouldn't approve of trying to rehabilitate hound so if she did know hound before he was taken how would she feel about him now?

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Kate knew about Hound on a coworker level tbh. Since Hound was Price's sergeant, Kate and Hound interacted just not on a real deep degree like Hound and Price. But she did know Hound, hell, she was the one who had been ordered to forge documents declaring Hound KIA when the top brass ordered her.

[corpse-to-ability]

I wanna eat dry ice :D

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I think you shouldn't, darling...

[melobin]

just want shotaro grabbing my ass and telling me I’m his good girl fucking me in his dick and spitting in my mouth ohhhh my gosh :<

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rough taro oohh … fucks you whilst you’re laid on your back and he’s knelt back on his knees. looking down at you whilst you take his cock, telling you how good of a girl you are for taking him so well 💔 the mouth spitting .. hand on your jaw, holding your mouth open whilst you moan for him, spitting in your mouth and smiling down at you when you swallow it ..