#captain john price x reader smut

[prettyoatmeal]

That Damned Attitude of Yours (John Price x Fem!reader)

A/N: I got the inspo from @ r0achluvr on tiktok for this. Their HC's are too good to not write about.

GENRE: Smut :3

Summary: After coming home and finding you immediately pissed with him over small, petty things, he fucks that attitude out of you.

Warnings: Dacryphilia, brat taming, unprotected sex, creampie.

Names Used: Darling, gorgeous, baby, greedy girl, good girl, beautiful fussy girl.

Word Count: 582

Masterlist here!

NSFW UNDER CUT

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"What's the matter, darling? Cat got your tongue?"

All you could do was let out a muffled moan in response. If you didn't know any better, you would've thought hours had passed by that point. You very quickly lost track of time, barely tracking it in the first place. You couldn't even remember what you were pissy about to begin with. Now you were bent over with your face firmly shoved into the bedsheets, face down ass up with John gripping the flesh of your hips and leaving bruises along your skin as he pounded into you like there was no tomorrow.

All you could hear was your moans mixing with the erotic sound of skin slapping together. Every thrust hit against that sweet spot deep inside your greedy cunt, driving you wild. John had driven orgasm after orgasm out of you and now you've been left a sobbing mess, drooling and moaning against the sheets as you left a creamy ring at the base of his cock.

"I can't hear you, gorgeous. Speak up," snickering, his grip tightened on your hair as he pulled your tear stained face from the sheets.

"Fu-uck! John-" you squealed before he let you go from his grip again, satisfied with your fucked-out response. He only earned another loud whine as his hand snaked down your front and between your legs, his rough fingers pressing against your throbbing, sensitive clit.

"Shh, I know baby. Just one more for me, okay?"

His voice was husky right against your ear. Eyes rolled back, your cries and moans were muffled by the mattress again as he fervently worked your clit. It was too much almost, John eating up your sobs and cries of sensitivity as he coaxed you through another orgasm.

"Just gotta fuck this damned attitude of yours out, don't I? Greedy girl." he growled with a particularly harsh thrust into you, jolting you forward with a yelp.

You accepted your defeat.

Angling his thrusts, it wasn't long until you felt yourself trembling with the overwhelming feeling of your final orgasm of the night, releasing all that tension and build up with a loud cry into the mattress.

"Thats it, that's it, oh you're such a good girl."

With a few more forceful thrusts, fucking you through your orgasm, he pulled your hips back towards him as he spilled his hot seed inside you with a loud groan. Your walls clenched around him with a whine as to milk him of every last drop.

Your poor, overused body would've collapsed against the bed if John's strength wasn't holding you up as if you weighed nothing, going limp in his grasp.

Catching his breath, he leaned down and pressed his lips against your neck, his huffs hitting against your damp skin as he spoke, "I'm so proud of you, baby. You always take me so well."

He pulled out with a sigh and you immediately felt his release seeping down your thighs as he finally settled you back down onto the comfort of the bed. Laying down next to you as he continued to place small kisses along your shoulders, you felt the warmth of a wash cloth wiping away at the mess between your thighs.

Turning your face out of the plush of the mattress, your half-lidded, glossy eyes stared up at him, and he immediately pulled you into a soft kiss.

"There she is. There's my beautiful, fussy girl." He whispered against your lips with a giggle.

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This made MY OWN tummy do the thing, okay. I should be studying... but tumblr needs me *batman moment*.

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[crimsonbubble]

I know we all go feral over the 141 guys telling their so's their pussies were made for them, but imagine how feral the guys would go hearing their so's tell them "your dick feels like it was made for me" like im fjskdjsj

NONNIE IM (S)CREAMING OMFG

cw. nsfw, gn!reader, mentions of bruises and scratches *not proofread, just pure horny

[I added konig bc a few of you wanted him and alejandro and rudy bc I love them <33]

reblogs and comments are appreciated <33

MINORS DNI!!

° Ghost

ghost would get a shiver down his spine and then his grip on your hips tighten

his fingers will def leave bruises but it's worth it

just feeling all over his chest, shoulders and back

pulling him closer and just whispering it to him as each rock of his hips gets harder

if you listen closely, you can hear the deep rumbly grunts and growls that sound out from deep in his throat

° Soap

if you say it while you ride him, he's wasting no time in pulling you down to his chest, grabbing your hips and thrusting up into you

there are practically hearts in his eyes when he hears you say it

and he'll make you repeat it over and over until you're both spent

° Price

a warm tingly feeling spreads through his chest and he's running his hands all over you, anywhere that he can see

he almost cums just from you saying it

his dick throbs like it never has before

just pulsating and all the muscles in his body tensing from each and every word that falls from your lips

° Gaz

as soon as you say it, he's picking up the pace and just drills you

makes you repeat it and moans like a whore when you cling onto him tighter and scratch down his back

° Konig

if he wasn't blushing under the veil before, he sure is now

your words are fuel for him, they drive him crazy

he's trying so hard not to cum just yet but he's so hot and bothered by the way you touch him and whisper sweet nothings to him

° Alejandro

I'm sure we all know that alejandro is a passionate man

he's a lover, a giver

he'd give the world to you if he could

so when you butter him up like that, he only pushes himself to make you come even harder

° Rudy

he's a sweetheart

his cheeks are warm as he hides his face in the crook of your neck

he's giving your body all the kisses to all the places he can reach

his hands are shaky, trying to maximize your pleasure any way he can

[xlysaxo]

Being Married - Captain John Price Headcanons

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ 18+ Content [mdni] ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ Captain John Price x fem!reader ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

some (nasty) thoughts i had about being married with John Price.

︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵

❥ Price, who divorced twice, but not because he wasn't a good husband. His first marriage was an impulse marriage. His second divorce was because he was too busy as the new captain. He only had his work on his mind, which put her off.

❥ But Price wouldn't make the same mistake with you - he never wanted to let you go. Divorce was out of the question

❥ Your wedding was a dream and you celebrated with the people you love. He never took his eyes of you. He cried seeing you in a white dress. Beautiful as always and that he can calls you his wife, made him emotional.

❥ He never thought he would get married again. The team makes fun of it all the time. But Price didn't care, because this time he wanted it to be his last wedding and to spend his life with you.

❥ Your honeymoon was full of intimate moments. Price acted as if he was making love to you for the first time. But he quickly got wilder and all he did was take you so often that your pussy was stuffed with his cum. A reminder that you belong to him.

❥ "Every man who sees you and sees the ring will want to know who the lucky one is and what do you say to them?" Your breath was ragged, unable to think, the sound of skin slapping against skin and yet he expects you to give him an answer. His hand grabs your bum before he slaps his hand on it and digs his nails into your skin. "Captain Price!" Your words were just a shout and you hoped he would be satisfied with that. Because all you could do was moan and make noises that didn't make a proper sentence. Price smiled and kissed you on the lips. "Just right, darling. Only I see you fucked silly by my cock”

❥ He's obbssesed with you and every time he sees his ring on your finger, his knees go weak and he wants to intertwine your fingers while he's inside you with his cock so deep you can see stars. He wants to spread that cunt of yours and seeing you all messy. He never takes his eyes off the ring while fucking you. After he made you come twice he grabs your hand and looked at the ring. You really wanted to know what he thinks while he stares at your ring.

❥ One time he come behind you while you make the dishes, his hands around your waist while his crotch rubbing your bump. He was moaning in your ear while grabbing one of your breasts and cupping it with his hand. Feeling his ring on your nibble makes you all wet and he knew that.

❥ Oh and how Price loves to see his ring while his big hands are on your waist. The cold metal presses against your sweaty skin. He didn't know what to focus on. On that or how his cock goes in and out of your wet cunt. "Want to fill you up, my wife," he moaned as everything inside you tightened and almost made him cum. "Not so fast, my hubby" A grin spread across his lips because you knew exactly where his body was sensitive. Then he moved faster inside you, grabbing your waist even tighter while his other hand travelled down and circled your clit. Just like you, he knew your sensitive spots - after all, he is your husband

[abs-2020]

Captain John Price x Simon Ghost Riley X (F) Reader

Warnings: smut/double pen/daddy k!nk/3some/PinV/

Authors note: this idea has been in my mind for forever. <3

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“Cmon love, it’ll fit you just need to relax~” John’s hushed words would send shivers down your spine as his lips against the lobe of your ear his scruff only adding to your bliss.

A small whimper would leave your throat at his words a moan of pain a pure bliss following soon after as Simon’s hands gripped your waist like a vice his grunts filling the room as he tried to fit himself in with price.

‘Burn’ and ‘stretch’ were the only two words that filled your mind.

“That-s a good girl, taking me and your daddy’s cocks so well, so fucking well.” Simon would groan out as he threw his head back.

Drool would fall from your lips and pool at prices collar bone as your head rested between the croak of his neck.

You were stuck between the two bulky men, between a wall. Getting ‘double penetrated’, and to be honest you can’t really remember how you got yourself here, all you know is that it’s going to be one hell of a night.

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Authors note: to be continued..? Or finished?

[saschax]

repatriation.

(n.) return of a thing or person to its or their country of orgin.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: sexual content, overstimulation, degradation (slut), and im not sure what else?

people aged less than 18, please do not raed.

P.S i tried to make it "overly dominant" or "needy", but i dont think i did it..

im sorry, this is my first time writing sex and my head sort of just.. went with the flow? not really thinking of anything. so if you are the requester and is not pleased with this, please let me know and ill try again.

reader is "afab".

price were gone for an operation, however, reader wasn't aware he'd come back home early.

she would've prepared something for him, like dinner, or at least wear something pretty.

when price walks in, she's on the coach. folding up clothes, then puts the folded clothes besides her.

price hums quietly, his eyes looking up and down her form. he made sure to close the door, looking back at her to make sure she didn't hear.

price laughs internally as he walks into the kitchen, the kitchen has two ways of entering or leaving, the kitchen led to the door that led inside and outside of the house, and it also led into the living room- the room reader is in currently.

stopping at the entrance of the living room, now all he could see is the back of her head.

stepping lightly, making sure not to stomp his boots, he makes his way over to her.

now arm distance, he slowly snakes his arm around her neck, of course he had to bend in the process.

he hears her gasp and feels her stiffen in his hold. not a second after, she whips her head, widened eyes blinks at him.

price smiles, watching her face transformed into a happy expression.

"hi baby!" she wriggles slightly, trying to move into a postion where she could hug him back.

"no, dove, stay still." he requests, putting his head into her neck, inhaling her scent.

she giggles quietly, his warm breath tickling. "how was work?" she asks, her hands drifting upwards to hold his arms.

she waits patiently as he hums in thought, his head moved to look down at her.

"it was okay. im happy to be with you." he mumurs the last part, like he didn't want her to hear it.

whether he did or not, reader didn't know but she giggles, confirming price's supsicions she did infact heard him.

"oh, is that so?" she asks, her brows raising. john didn't see it.

"mmhm," he lets go her, going around the couch, his hand and her hand holds eachother, and when he sat down, he was mindful to not ruin her pile of folded clothes.

he kisses her palm, resting his head on her shoulder blade. john feels her hand slowly wrapping themselves around his neck, hugging him.

as price and her continue their intimate moment on the couch, they both feel a sense of comfort and longing for each other.

her hands gently caress price's back as he nuzzles into her shoulder, taking in her sweet scent.

she shifts slightly, unintentionally brushing against price.

she hitches her breath when he inhales sharply at the contact. he opens his eyes, looking at her chin.

she tilts her head back to meet john's gaze, her lips parting in anticipation. his head inches away from her, no longer resting.

john looks up, landing on her eyes for a moment. then he allows his gaze goes downward, on her lips.

without a word- sneaking a glance at her eyes for a moment- john captures her mouth in a kiss, his hunger for her evident in every touch.

during the kisses, reader notices her husband's hands changed positions, he broke the kiss first.

john chuckles as she squeaks, startled of being picked up in a bridal style suddenly.

reader stares at his loving eyes, eyes that is focusing on going to their bedroom than on her. she frowns at this, but john looks down at her with a smile for a flickering moment before looking up.

he must've saw her frown out of the corner of his eyes.

she flinches, her eyes widening. did john just kick the door open?

and without a second thought, john puts her down on the bed.

his gaze burning with hunger as he hovers over her.

"someone's feeling excited," she teases.

john growls softly, his pants feeling tight. his eyes dark with desire, he trails his fingers lightly down her arms, sending shivers down her spine. "hou have no idea how long i've been thinking about this moment," he murmurs huskily.

"i've been waiting for you," she breathes, her voice barely above a whisper.

With a primal growl, John captures her lips in a fierce kiss, his hands roaming over her body possessively. "you're mine, all mine," he growls against her skin, his breath hot.

He teases her with feather-light touches, igniting a fire within her that threatens to consume them both. "You drive me crazy," he whispers, his voice rough with need.

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he slid a finger in easily followed by another and another. When he believed she was fully stretched, he had slid in, burying his cock as deep as he could, breath heavy against her skin.

He didn’t move for a few moments, seemingly savoring the feeling. she sighs softly, it feels enjoyable.

she reaches back, running her hand through his hair. he leans, its feels good.

 After a moment he begins fucking into her again, holding her stomach with his hand and he pulls her closer to him.

"john," she whispers.

"jo- oh!" she let out a startled noise, john roughly moved reader, pushing a hand to the back of her head so her face hit the pillows, and pulling her hips up, drilling into her from behind.

she moans loudly, reaching her hand back to try and slow him down only to have it snatched along with her other one and held behind her back.

john lifts her slightly, her back arching as he holds her face above the pillow as his hip slams into her over and over.

"john," she cries out, "please slow down for a second."

her voice was a high whine as she spoke.

"you can take it,” he groans, squeezing her hands a bit tighter. “i know you can. your cunt is taking me so well, i know you don’t need me to slow down.” His hip snaps a bit harder a few times before returning to their bruising pace.

she lets out a loud whines. he picks her up fully, letting go of her hands so he could grip her stomach and hold her to his chest.

he went impossibly deeper, hitting something in her that had her seeing stars as she came around him. 1st.

he chuckles lowly in her ear before laving his tongue from the bottom of her neck to beside her mouth.

"what did i tell you?" he drops her back onto the bed, hand retreating from her stomach to grips her rear. "now, give me another."

a loud moan rips from her throat at the feeling of being so impossibly close to another orgasm after just having one, but his pace was relentless.

she gripped the sheets with shaky hands as he pounds into her, not relenting for a moment. a hand was on her clit again, rolling it expertly, forcing another orgasm from her.

she screams something incomprehensible as she came around him again, but he didn’t stop, his deep laugh filling the room again.

“there we go, dove. you keep count, okay? im going to rip as many as i can from you before you give out. i might not even stop then.” his words and the feeling of him still moving makes her wall flutters around him. “you like that? you like being used like a little fuckdoll? a cumdump just for me.”

she tries speaking, but no word comes out, just a garbled mess of sounds.

he leans over her, pressing a few kisses to her shoulder blades before he finally stills for a moment.

he pulls out, and she makes a noise of confusion.

he flips her onto her back so she could see him.

he plunges into her again in an instant, big hands grips her waist as she tries to pull away.

“come on, dove, be a good little girl and fucking take it.”

her eyes roll back as a hand moves to grope one of her breasts then he bends down, taking the free nipple into his mouth and rolling it between his teeth before sucking. she arches into his touch, mumbling pathetically.

“joh- john-” she cries.

he lifts one of her legs over his shoulder. he presses his lips harsly against her own.

she feels herself approaching a third orgasm, the overstimulation turning her brain into mush.

“That’s it, pretty dove,” he whispers as she convulses underneath him, tears gathering in her eyes.

it was too much, too fast, and she couldn’t even find it in her to be angry as he praised her. “You’re doing so well for me. So, so, good.”

she shakily raises her hands to grip at his back, pawing at the shirt. he grunts at the feeling and lifts himself lightly, discarding the shirt in one swift motion.

when he drops himself back down to kiss me again, she runs her tongue along his, swirling it and moaning, nails digging into his back.

john lets out a quiet moan at the feeling and gave a sharp snap of his hips before returning to his pace.

“stop it.” he growls a warning.

however, she didn't listen- continuing to scratch. "stop scratching me, you bitch-" he thrusts into her hard, making her gasp from shock. her hands finally resting beside her.

when she stops her scratches, he begins sucking on her neck, forcing bruises into the flesh, marks that belongs to him. in the process, he locks her hands above her head.

she blinks blearily at him, eyes heavy lidded.

“oh? Is the pretty baby fucked out of her mind already? we’ve barely even started...”

she mumbles a mess of words and whimpers, pressing herself against his chest as she feels herself cumming again.

his hips faltering as he cums as well, filling her up as he rocks against her gently.

she lets out a sigh, 'is it done?' god, she hopes it is. she don't think her lower region could take another orgasm.

he had came, and that's all he wanted. right?

wrong.

her thoughts got interupted by john pulling out his cock only to be replaced by his fingers. she weakly tries to push his fingers away from her pathetically, a whine slipping from her throat.

"no, john- wait a second," she garbles out, but he just stares at her holding her hips with his free hand, so she didn't move- his fingers still pumping inside of her though.

"john, please just a second!"

she felt gross, his cum mixing with hers and slipping out of her around his fingers and down her ass to the bed, soaking the sheet. tears start to fall down from her eyes at the overstimulation, and she push harder at his hands.

"come on, baby. don't you want to be a good girl for me? a good little slut?" his fingers slow down, not going as fast as it did before.

she cries out as he curls his finger toward the spot in her that made her vision go white.

“I- I wan-na be good, but ple-please,” she cries desperately. “I can’t-can’t.”

"yes, you can." he muses. "you're my good girl, you can take it."

her body flushes at the praise, and her hands still for a moment.

"yeah? you like that? you like being my good little girl? my little babydoll who takes what I give her. you think you can give me another one?"

she shakes her head, no. but she couldn't deny the coil in her stomach tightening again. her lower region practically sucking his fingers back in.

"wanna cum again, little dove? be a good girl for me?" he teases, edging her on.

she opens her mouth in a silent scream as she came again, her vision going blurry with white as her body tenses, shaking lightly.

john smiles at her, leaning down to kiss her, grinning in the action.

she paws at his lower stomach, one of the only places she could reach and she made a confused noise at how wet he is.

john chuckles, breaking the kiss. she looks up at him, expecting an answer.

an answer she never got.

his hands, paused, gave his wife some time to regain her breath. after deciding she had enough break, he continues. his other hand joining it by pressing against her clit before rolling around in circles. “You’re doing so well.”

"i- i" she lolls her head to the side, going numb.

john waches her close her eyes, watches her leans her head against the pillow. then one of his hands pulls her leg from his shoulder and drops it to the bed.

grabbing both of her legs and pushes it up, pressing her legs against her chest.

he watches her hand reach out weakly, he heard whimpers from her mouth as he enters again, cock pressing as far as it could inside of her.

fuck, its hot, warm. with a grit of his teeth, drowning his moans, he pulls out almost all the way only to push back in.

"john," she whimpers. and god, does it sound heavenly. makes him want more.

he lets out a low breath, and presses a hand to her face, thumb running along her cheekbones. "yeah, dove?" he groans out the last word, her wall clenching around him.

"please."

he chuckles lightly and sinks in again. her mouth slightly parts, drool coming out of her mouth.

he groans as he pulls out slowly and then push in, his pace slow enough to make reader squirm. "just one more, huh, dove? one more? that's all i want."

she whimpers and closes her eyes as his pace picks back up, not as intense as the last time. thankfully for her, but its enough for her breath to get caught in her throat. she feels something picks her hand up (she still held her eyes close) and holds it to his mouth gently, kissing the palm as he holds it to his face, something oddly soft as he drills her into the matress.

just one more? i could do one more. she groans to herself as he leans forward.

she opens her eyes, her gaze landing on john.

"wann-nna be goo-ood," she slurs out, his hips stars to falter again, slowing as if to draw it out.

he hums deeply, he then press another kiss to her palm. "then cum, dove. be good and cum."

her body, as if wanting to just follow his orders, came for a final time. that was all she feels before she finally went slack, passing out.

P.S köng version will be coming out in a few dazs or so, i dont know him so, research. i cringed writing this, but im getting. used.. to it.

[ethereal-night-fairy]

Captain John Price

AGELESS BLOGS AND MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED.

Mafia!Price drabble with @groguspicklejar

My latest addition to this is here

Warnings: noncon/dubcon, ansgt and breeding kink.

Slasher!Price - Headcanons

Dividers by @cafekitsune

Copyright © by ethereal-night-fairy. 2023. All Rights Reserved. Writing not permitted for reposting, transcription, translation or to use with AI technologies.

[mslowlife]

Distracted

18+ ONLY NSFW

Pairings: Captain John Price x Fem!Reader Warnings: SMUTTTTT Summary: After an interesting night with Price, you find yourself daydreaming about him during a particularly important meeting. Word Count: 741

C/S = Callsign

A/N: Lowkey had no clue what to write ;-; been very busy last few days so apologies if this isn't very long or interesting.

“Quiet, no one can hear us” he hushed into your ear. His voice was coarse and deep, yet so seducing. you enjoyed being so exposed, where anyone could catch you two in a seconds notice.

You weighed yourself into him more, your body twitched like a bubble about to pop, the foreplay, the teasing, the fact this was happening drove you insane. You still remember the nights you fantasized this. Your hand would be in your pants, imagining your own captain treating you like you were his. pleasuring you, teasing you so well, owning you. How you would moan his name so quietly, hoping no one would hear, especially him. The bear thought of Price left you in your own little world, imagining things so dirty.

His fingers went lower and lower, until they struck gold. you choked out moans, as his finger rubbed your clit. Price quickly placed his hand over your mouth, trying to silence your lewd noises. His fingers circled your-

“Y/N! Are you listening?” Laswell shouted from across the room, death staring at you as you swung your feet from the chair.

“Uh-huh, yes ma’am” You stuttered, your cheeks turning red. Clearly not listening. How could you focus to be fair? Last night was a completely unexpected, you never thought you'd fuck the captain.

“Everyone has notes, go through them, familiarize yourself. Meet back here in an hour” She ordered, Laswell kept her eyes on you for a moment, before spinning around and pinning her notes to the board behind her.

As Laswell said that, the other men stood up, holding their files and exiting the room. You followed along, picking up your paperwork and trailing behind.

Still in your own little world, you dawdled to the cafeteria, trying to collect yourself after your dirty reminders of last night. Spreading the notes out on the metal table, you sat down, skimming over the notes, before noticing a figure approach you.

“Uh- captain, morning” As you spoke, your eyes gazed over his body, specifically paying attention to his neck. Closer to his collar, where dark red marks showed, you silently cheered to yourself, admiring your handiwork.

“Morning, C/S” He said, sitting beside and peering at the paperwork.

“You seemed… distracted… at Laswell's conference.” He noticed, watching as your hands flicked the pages.

“Yeah, jus’ a little” You answered, adjusting your shirt slightly. Why did you have to feel so nervous and awkward around him?

“Why?” He asked again, shifting his body just a tad closer to you.

“Just stuff” You replied, awkwardly flicking through the pages, even though you’ve already read them.

“Was it me?” He whispered, before discreetly moving his hand onto your thigh, then moving closer to your inner thighs. You gasped, before swiftly covering your mouth with the back of your hand, attempting to play off the sudden noise as a yawn.

“Were you thinking of me, Y/N?” He reinforced, asking again. You quickly scanned the cafeteria, noticing the room was empty to your luck.

“Mhm” You gulped, feeling his hands edge closer.

“During a meeting? Not very professional C/S.” His warm breath tickled your ears as he spoke.

Even though Price was egging you on, thinking of your Captain like that was quite inappropriate. But how could you not?

“Isn’t this appropriate?” You sarcastically remarked back, referring to his hand buried in between your thighs.

“Maybe. But, you enjoy it. Don’t you?” He marvelled.

“Uh- yes, but shouldn’t we be careful? What if someone sees?” You nervously asked, gesturing to the wide open doorway, where anyone could walk by at any given moment

“Mmm, but you’d like them to see, wouldn’t you love? You didn’t seem to mind last night” He purred, massaging the flesh on your legs.

“Mhm” You hummed, “I do, but-”

“Then shush” He commanded, using his other hand to grab your hips and slide you closer. You squirmed under his touch, facing towards him, as he softly kissed you once, before pulling away. You choked on your breath as he pulled away, whining quietly as a stood up, towering over you.

“Captain- what? Where are you going?” You cried out, looking up at him.

Reaching down to your face, Price cupped your chin, giving your cheeks a small squish because speaking

“To my office. Be there in an hour”

“Yes sir” You agreed, disappointed after the loss of contact as he walked away.

Fuck. What had you gotten yourself into.

[ethereal-night-fairy]

Lev you can't just leave the good parts in the tags like that 😭

John deciding to blow off steam by subscribing to a cute camgirl's onlyfans account and quickly becoming the top contributor. a harmless way to relax, and spoil a pretty girl with gifts and money, the sort of thing he doesn't have time for in his personal life but craves. hungers for. pays for lingerie and toys, private shows and videos. eagerly devours any time she has to spare on him, but the more he gets to know her, the more obsessed he becomes. the more possessive. wanting. monopolizing all of her time so that she never has a minute to spare on others.

and then she sends him a birthday video. congrats on your fortieth, she whispers into the camera, wearing the ensemble he bought for her. a mould of his cock in her hands, a whim he decided to go for after she pouted at him for a few minutes about how she wanted to feel him inside of her. or a (not so) cheap imitation, anyway. it's good. so good. she's perfect. and all his for tonight.

but she makes a mistake. his kitten is so good at hiding her face, her features. keeping herself a mystery. but as she gives him the sexiest performance he's ever seen, she slips up. shows more of herself than she wants to.

wish i could say happy birthday in person, she winks at him through the cheap plastic of her mask. a fox. isn't she coy? but it's an invitation he won't turn down.

after all, it'd be rude not to give the cute little secretary that greets him every morning exactly what she asked for, wouldn't it?

[prettyoatmeal]

Thinking about BratTamer!Price...

Like I know I've already written him something but I just can't stop thinking about it. He's been on my mind ever since. How if you're acting up then he'll just so casually bend you over his knees, pull down your slutty little shorts and give you a nice and firm SMACK! And with the kind of force that would jolt you forward.

It hurts so bad but it feels so good, instantly forgetting what you were pissed off about. He'll make you count each one until each cheek goes a pretty red and numb from the stinging (which lets be honest, doesn't take long), and... why were you upset again?

And once you're crying your pretty little tears, he's apologising profusely and rubbing cooling gel on your poor, raw skin. He's cooing at you, pressing kisses all over you, maybe even eating you out from behind as a way to say sorry. All that attitude has been smacked out of you successfully and now you can go back to being his pretty little trophy spouse.

Mnnghh... someone sedate me..

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[crimsonbubble]

Need ur take on pregnant reader getting it from the side by price 🙏🙏🙏 I love that elderly man

cw. nsfw, afab!reader, pregnant!reader, praise *not proofread, just pure horny

[HES SO SJSLSNDHDI] I hope this has any sort of accurate 😭😭

MINORS DNI!!

so so loving and gentle

he'll hold your leg up by your thigh

his pace is moderate bc he doesn't want to hurt you

even if you reassure him that you'll be okay, he'll go softer on you bc there's a chance that's your words are your hormones talking

but if just his dick isn't enough, he'll push your thigh up his forearm so he can play with your clit

can't stop kissing your neck, shoulders and back

the sweetest praises bc he's just so 🥰🥰

"just like that, honey."

"you're doing so fucking good for me."

"a little more, yea?"

"god, I love you so much."

"you're so fucking beautiful."

"c'mon, let me hear you. nice and loud for me, yea?"

[abs-2020]

Captain John price x (fem) reader

~Aye Aye sir~

Summary: a new and alluring man unexpectedly moves in next door to you his hulking frame and calm nature drawing you in..

Warnings:(nothing too serious yet) masturbation/explicate images/detailed images/almost getting ran over???

A/U: I didn’t really know what to title this but I’m if anyone has a better suggestion let me know? This is definitely going to have multiple parts tho.. and possibly Simon Riley.

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Your heart was pounding and your chest thumping as sweat ran from your forehead trickling down to your cleavage. Each breath you took was quick and sharp as music blasted in your ears. Each step you took light and swift. You were running, a nice and peaceful morning run. And your body felt like it was beaming with pride and joy each step of the way. This was your favorite part of the day. A morning run. They were always peaceful, long, and never interrupted.

Of course that was until you were making your way across the street only to be met with the sound of screeching tires and a honking horn.

A gasp would leave your throat as you jumped back from a giant silver Ford F150 truck. Salty sweat dripped into your eyes as your heart now raced 10x more than before.

‘Asshole…’

Anger would flash across your eyes in a shimmer as your face contorted with the emotion.

“Asshole!” You’d shout as your brow furrowed.

“FUCKING ASSHOLE!”

Anger would swell inside of you, the powerful emotion caused you to slam your fist against the hood of the truck as you started into the sunglasses of the driver. He looked unfazed his plump lower lip pressed into a hard line, the top one hidden beneath what you had to sadly admit to yourself was a ‘killer beard’. You’d shake your head again.

“Watch where you’re going you dumbass!” You’d shout again.

With that you’d flip the driver off one last time before feeling pleased enough to continue your run with a shake of your head.

‘Idiot.’

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The slam of a car door and the click of a lock fillyour ears as you struggld to carry all of your groceries in your arms. A small grunt would push its way past your lips as you balanced evening in your arms. You looked like what you could only imagine to be a cartoon character and it had you cringing on the inside as you held onto a carton of eggs with your chin praying to god that ‘they don’t fall and crack open’

You’d squeeze your eyes shut for a moment and sigh

“God damn it..” but you’d quickly shake your head and make your way to your front door. If all of this was going to fall it might as well fall while you’re trying to get it to your DAP(distant aiming point).

“Aye, let me help ya with that why don’t cha?”

The accent of what you could only imagine to be a British babebrute filled your ears. Hastily you looked to the left and right of you only to hear a ‘panty dropping’ chuckle.

Whoever was behind you was probably new, someone who’d just moved into the right next to you area you though to yourself. Either that or he’s stayed hidden for a long time.

“At your six love~”

Your eyebrows would shoot up at the name ‘love?’ Your quickly ignore the heat growing in your lower abdomen at the foreign nickname and shake your head. ‘It’s probably a British thing.’ You told yourself.

With a sign you’d turn around. Your grip on your groceries tighter than before. You weren’t 100% when it came to military stuff or knowledge but you knew enough to know what ‘six’ meant. You’d paint a smile on your lips as you turned around to face the new Britain behind you.

“Uh yeah, some help would be nic-“

Your mouth would drop into the shape of an ‘o’ as you can face to face with the man in front of you.

“YOU!”

You’d shout as your brows furrowed at the realization of who the man in front of you was. And he seemed to catch on just as quickly because his eyes widened in realization as he took a small step backwards. And if you were totally honest the small step backwards didn’t help much, because this guy was huge, massive even. His shoulders were wide wide enough to block anything else behind him whistle he stood in front of you. his arms and pecks seemed to bulge out of the way to small grey shirt he was wearing. And you wouldn’t even get started on his forearms, But it wasn’t only his muscle mass, ‘oh god no’ you thought to yourself it was also his height. A good ‘6ft something’ you thought to yourself as you all but oogled(eye fucked) the man in front of you.

And he seemed to notice, a certain tilt of his head and an observant glint in his eyes all but told you he did. He noticed your wandering eyes. He didn’t saying anything though.

Quickly you’d contain yourself and furrow your brows even more your lips twisting into a frown.

“you, you are the idiotic asshole that almost ran me over this morning because your dull ass must’ve been to blind to see me!” You glare up at the bearded brute “either that or you just drive like old people fuck, and that’s bad.”

The Britain’s eyes would widen at your words his mouth falling into a small ‘o’ the expression quickly turning into a faint smirk. You would’ve missed it if you weren’t looking at his lips. Again the Britain would chuckle, sending more heat to your lower abdomen. You’d internally curse yourself for having that kind of reaction to the man that almost ran you over this morning.

His smirk would turn into a smile his facial hair covering most of the upright curve of his lips, it would’ve been hard to miss but his eyes, ‘god his eyes’ you thought to yourself. They were so full of emotion and expression. The little creases that formed around his eyes as he smiled almost melted your heart. Almost..

“Well, I’ll take that as a no then eh?” The brute would make an ‘oh well’ gesture as he casually pivoted to the right and made his merry way back to wherever the hell he came from.

Reality would finally kick in as your anger quickly subsided and turned into regret watching the Brute Britain walk away. Now you had to show how manage to hold all these groceries while you got the house key from your pocket and then above all that some how manage to open the front door.

All by yourself.

Now you were the idiot.

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You would be lying to yourself if you didn’t believe or think that the Britain(next door) was the most beautiful and drop dead gorgeous man you’d ever seen. You’d be an idiot to deny that fact. Downright stupid, so when your fingers started to fiddle with the elastic waistband of your underwear who could blame you? You sure as hell wouldn’t blame yourself. ‘Sure he almost ran me over.’ You though to yourself as your fingers slipped under the elastic fabric and started to inch they’re way to your little bundle of nerves. Slowly, inch by inch, tantalizingly. Images of the brute flashed in your mind a small gasp leaving your throat when the small pads of your fingers finally touched your clit.

You’d bite your lip at the image played out in your head. It wasn’t you touching you, it was him. The British brute. His thick and what you could imagine calloused and rough fingers rubbing slow and tantalizing circles on your clit while his other hand went to rub the tent forming in his black sweats. His deep azul eyes staring right into your pleading one’s, watching, observing every little reaction that came from you. Your face contorting, lips twitching in pleasure, eyebrows furrowing, watching how fast your chest rises and falls, the way your toes curl, hell he even went as far as to listen in on every peep you made so he knew exactly what to do. that’s what the military trained him to do.

Well you could only imagine and assume he was former or still in the military. There was no doubt about it. You’d been around enough military men to know when you see one. For better or for worse…

A small moan would leave your throat at the scene playing out in your head your fingers making quick and needy circles as your hips bucked up into your own hand and your thighs began to tremble. Your chest would rise and fall your breaths heaving as you tried to bite your lip to keep yourself quiet. Getting closer and closer to your wanted high.

His shoulders were huge, wide, and firm. He took up your whole view. He took up everything. He was all you could see, smell, or focus on. And his forearms were no different, his forearms were massive. You watched each muscle contract as his fingers danced around your clit his veins protruding in the most slutry way.

“Yeah that’s right love, come undone with just my fingers. Look and see what I can do to ya.”

Another moan would leave your throat, you were just about to hit your high.

“Yes, yes, yes, yes,-“ you whispered only to be interrupted by 3 harsh knocks on your door.

“Fuck..”

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A/N: sorry I haven’t been writing as much I do apologize, but I hope this will suffice for a bit. This is supposed to be like a series for THIS little “short fic/Drabble” of mine since y’all said you wanted more. Anyways uh I hope you enjoy. :) <3

[empresskylo]

ghost knows he’s too rough and impatient with sex. knows he won’t know how to please you properly. knows he can’t possibly do things right with you, knowing you’ve never done this before. but god, he wants to. he wants to treat you how you deserve. never thought he’d be so desperate to fuck someone good and slow like he does with you.

so he goes to price. the one man who will know all the right ways to please a lady properly. asks him to show him how to take care of you. tells him he doesn't know how to care for someone else's needs, at least with someone inexperienced like you. tells him he needs to be instructed. to see just how he should work you.

you’re nervous at first, thinking it’s an absolutely insane idea, but you can’t hide the wetness along your panties as you sit on ghost’s lap, back pressed against his chest, legs spread, his knuckle dragging down your warmth. price sits back in his chair, telling ghost exactly how to move his fingers, paying close attention to your body's minuscule movements, the way your brows furrow when ghost moves a certain way, or your eyelashes fluttering.

and this was supposed to be a strictly hands-off approach… but god, watching ghost fumble, unable to maintain the slow speed you need, keeping you from reaching your orgasm, has price on edge. he leans forward, rolling his chair with him, and tells ghost to stop. tells him to watch and to pay close attention. price tears your panties off and your eyes go wide at the contact. you swallow, expecting ghost to be furious, but his hands only settle around you and he takes notes as he watches his captain work.

price runs his thumb up your slit, circling your nub, and tells ghost to hold your thighs apart when you unconsciously try to clench them. then his finger is sinking into you and your head falls back against ghost's chest, eyes shut. you moan and you feel ghost harden beneath you. “how’s that feel, sweetheart?” price asks you. you babble out incoherently, price adding a second finger, and chuckling darkly at your response.

it becomes too much, his fingers thrusting in and out of you, his other hand rubbing your clit, ghost's fingers digging into the softness of your thighs as he forces them apart. “ohmygod,” you slur, “m’gonna—“ price smirks, his eyes darkening as he watches you orgasm, your body clenching around his fingers shoved deep in your heat. "talk her through it," price tells ghost. so ghost does. you're shaking still and ghost rubs his hands over your exposed skin. "that's it, baby. you're doin' s'good," he praises.

"whata fuckin' sight," price mumbles to himself, his fingers leaving you empty. you steady your breathing, coming down from your high, completely limp in ghost's arms. price can see the way ghost's eyes have gone dark, his pupils swallowing his irises whole. knows ghost doesn't know how to be soft. sees the feral need to ram himself into you overtaking his features. "gonna take it slow with her, yeah?" price asks.

ghost breathes rapidly out, his hips begging to buck up against you. he knows he wouldn't be able to control himself if you let him fuck you. so he answers honestly. "not sure I'd be able to."

price tsks, sitting back in thought, his eyes roving over your spent body. you suddenly feel shy, wanting to close your legs, but ghost's arms tighten on you. "need me t'break her in?" price finally asks after several long beats of silence.

ghost grinds up against you, his hand sliding into your hair and pulling your head to the side so he can kiss your neck. your eyes flutter at his attempts to be so delicate with you. "want the captain here to be your first time, love?" ghost asks against your skin. you stutter when you answer. "don't you want to be?" "course I do. but I won't go easy on ya. I'd hate to ruin you, sweet girl. price will take it nice n' slow. just like you need." and after, you'll be ready to take ghost. ready to adjust to his size.

you swallow hard, ghost's hands escaping and clawing at your clothed chest. you nod. "o-okay."

price stands from his chair and begins to undo his belt. "come sit on my desk, sweetheart."

part two

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[ethereal-night-fairy]

I'm 2000 words into the next chapter of Forgotten sorrows just wanted to ask you guys if you want fluff/smut with (@ghouljams Oc Witch ) or Soap. There will definitely be fluffy moments in this coming chapter but i was wondering if you wanted smut too? Though it would mostly be Rún daydreaming about the smut. It probably won't be actual smutty scenario with the characters. Well not yet anyways there's still a few plot points to go over but i want the 6th chapter to be sweeter than the previous ones. Rún's been going through it lately. I want the be a little nicer. I honestly can't make up my own mind.

What do you think @ghouljams ?

Taglist: @alldaysdreamers @justherebecausesafarisucks @wasteland-babe

[konigsblog]

P!LINK COD MWII MASTERLIST (🌽)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. STRICTLY 18+. ALL MINORS WILL BE BLOCKED.

BEWARE: DARKER THEMES BELOW.

PHOTO CREDIT: GLUTT_R ON 🐦/X

KÖNIG

somnophilia with pervert!könig

taking kidnapper!könig for the first time

size difference with petite!reader and könig

“just the tip, könig.” with loser!könig

loser!könig who loses control (breeding kink)

being groped by kidnapper!könig (hole inspection)

forced breeding with pervert!könig

hope inspection with older boyfriend!könig

virginity loss with könig (virgin!reader)

letting virgin!könig use your body (virginity loss)

raped and recorded by könig

entertainment for kidnapper!könig (non-con)

raped in public by rapist!könig

incel!könig making porn for his online girlfriend

SIMON ‘GHOST’ RILEY

punishments with brat!reader and simon riley (brat taming)

relaxing simon riley with your pussy

‘obedience’ with simon riley

stepbrother!simon riley and his best friends

humping your stepfather's bulge

car sex with stepbro!simon riley

rough dom!simon riley and his fuck doll

being manhandled by your stepbrother

raped by kidnapper!simon

being filled by simon riley (breeding kink)

hole inspection with simon riley

cock worship with older boyfriend!simon

rough dom!simon x brat!reader (brat taming)

punishments with stepfather!simon

having your attitude fixed by your lieutenant

semi-clothed sex with pervert!simon

raped for intel by lieutenant!simon

JOHN ‘SOAP’ MACTAVISH

pervert!soap x milf!reader (morning sex)

“just the tip, i promise.” with stepbro!soap

your needy stepbro attempting to distract you

rough dom!stepbro!soap punishing you

playful!stepbro!soap and his virgin stepsister virginity loss

stepbro!soap eating you out

cuddling fucking with stepbro!soap

drunken sex with loser!soap

“fuck, don’t stop, bonnie...” handjobs with soap

being fingered by stepbro!soap

mutual masturbation with soap

stepson!soap with stepmom!reader

KYLE ‘GAZ’ GARRICK

shower sex with pervert!gaz

the type of videos gym bro!gaz sends you

riding gaz in your new lingerie

the result of getting high with stepbro!gaz

having your insides rearranged by gaz

riding gaz for the first time

“don’t pull out!” with pervert!gaz

sucking off gaz for the first time (inexperienced!reader)

letting virgin!gaz play with your cunt while you're high

treating soft!gaz to a handjob after his deployment

virgin!reader fucking themselves back on gaz

CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE

being eaten out by john price (1)

being eaten out by john price (2)

morning sex with older boyfriend!price

spit play with older boyfriend!price

morning sex with sugar daddy!price

being eaten out by sugar daddy!price

manhandled by price

making out with price

stepdad!price and his slutty, daft stepdaughter

[ethereal-night-fairy]

I don't know what to do with myself....where do I look...

Happy Valentines Day from Captain Price

[deunmiu-dessie]

𐙚₊˚⊹♡ 23 c.o.d men rambles with nsfw visuals (p-links) ♡

featuring!— kyle ‘gaz’ garrick, johnny ‘soap’ mactavish, simon ‘ghost’ riley, john ‘captain’ price, phillip graves, könig, vladimir makarov! ♡

₁ 𐙚 imagine fucking john doggy style, and he’s jus’ so horny for you so you guys don't even make it to the bed :( he tosses you onto the couch and lifts your ass into the air, his thick, meaty cock bruising your insides. then he grips your hair and bends you back to slant his lips over yours in a messy kiss 😖

₂ 𐙚 having a sloppy make-out session with gaz when he gets back from a mission. sucking on his tongue and whimpering into his mouth while his big hands run up and down your thighs and ass. gaz always gets you so needy and wet before he dicks you down, having tears streaming down your face and thighs trembling :((

₃ 𐙚 soap fucking his cum back into your swollen pussy while whining and whimpering, promising to get you pregnant; thick and hard at the thought of you round with his kids. he pumps your pussy to the brim with his cum that night, til it drips down your thighs.

₄ 𐙚 gaz loves to record the two of you having sex, and loves to send it to the 141 group chat. loves to show off his pretty girl whose pussy takes his big cock so well :( loves to show them how well you moan and beg, loves to show them your fucked out face, loves the way the team goes feral as you moan their names with bleary eyes and drool spilling down your chin. loves to show them that regardless, you're his.

₅ 𐙚 simon using your pussy as a cumdump... literally, when you act like a brat. he'll have you lay naked across the bed, hand fisting his cock as gazes at your tits, your needy cunt drooling and clenching. he'll watch as you cry and beg for him to fuck you, your wrists bound together and tied to the headboard. then he'll press his thick tip into your pussy and spill himself inside. brats don't get to cum, as he likes to say— sorry :(

₆ 𐙚 kyle 'will overstimulate you while pussydrunk' garrick. baby gaz just loves the taste of your pussy, especially after going so long without it :( you're so warm and sweet, needy and sobbing-- and he's missed the feel of your thick thighs wrapped around his head, missed the feeling of your hands running through his hair. so, just let him enjoy his meal.

₇ 𐙚 needy soap who swears he'll just rock against your panties, his thick cock nudging your fattened clit which presses eagerly against the pre-cum soaked fabric. soap who moves your panties to the side and shushes you with a kiss to your lips, swearing he'll just thrust against you; thumb brushing against your bundle of nerves. soap who loses himself in the moment, gripping your thighs and looking at you with pleading eyes, swearing he'll only use the tip, thick, bulbous head already stretching your pussy. 🥺

₈ 𐙚 after you had the baby, john can't stop thinking about seeing you swollen and round again, with your breasts heavy, and thighs thick. john who breeds your pussy at any moment he can. whether it be with you bent over the counter and cooking dinner, with you sleep; your pussy warm and welcoming, or even in the shower, your milk-heavy tits pressed against the shower door. ( bonus )

₉ 𐙚 makarov who finally gives in to your pleading demands, his hands rough as he forces you onto the bed, yanking down your skirt and pulling your panties to the side. his gaze is cold and calculating, even a bit annoyed. makarov who snatches the loli from your mouth, running it up your slick pussy before pushing it in. "Это то, что вы хотели, да?"

₁₀ 𐙚 he makes sure to fuck you well before he leaves on a mission, his thick cock bullying your slick cunt full of his cum. gaz makes sure you know who your pussy belongs to, makes sure he has your thighs trembling in his arms as he fucks you against the shower wall.

₁₁ 𐙚 simon loves to watch you ride him, loves to have your tits in his face, taking one of your sensitive nipples into his mouth. loves to hear you whine that your cumming for the fifth time, loves to watch as his abdomen becomes sticky with your creamy cum. loves watching your lips tremble and your eyes water as he thrusts sharply into you, knocking on your cervix and bruising it.

₁₂ 𐙚 having sex with gaz always overstimulates you in every sense of the word and not just with your body. gaz loves to watch you fall apart on his cock, loves to grab your chin and keep your eyes locked with his, loves to watch your gaze get bleary and your mouth struggle to form words all while his hand moves in quick figure eights on your clit, cock spearing through you deliciously. gaz will press kisses to your swollen lips, groaning into your mouth. "on me, luv. le' me see those gorgeous eyes."

₁₃ 𐙚 price loves to suck on your tits, while his cock slowly pumps in and out of you. loves to bury his face into the valley, placing kisses and sucking hickies. john price sucks on your nipples like a man starved, thick hands squeezing and kneading :(

₁₄ 𐙚 imagine getting punished by boyfriend graves because you fucked up during a mission, the objective getting away. he tells everyone to leave the room, glaring eyes stuck on yours. graves who orders you to strip, pushing you down against a busted couch, yanking down your combat pants, and tearing your panties. graves who angrily unzips himself, as you blubber and plead, pussy leaking and ready. he watches as your pussy struggles to take his cock, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you apologize repeatedly. "don't want to fucking hear it, sergeant."

₁₅ 𐙚 gaz fucking you into the bed after he gets home from a mission gone awry. soft lover gaz who just can't be his usual giving self. gaz who takes what he needs from you, regardless of the tears that stream down our face.

₁₆ 𐙚 könig, all needy can't help but fuck your thighs, whimpering and whining :(

₁₇ 𐙚 having a threesome with soap and gaz; who can't help but record as soap practically makes love to you with his eyes. gaz who could care less as you forget all about his cock, breathing heavily as he watches as your pussy struggles to swallow soap's cock. gaz who sends the video to the 141 group chat.

₁₈ 𐙚 imagine makarov sharing your pussy with yuri as a reward to the man. makarov who guides your mouth over his cock, all while sipping on his alcohol; yuri fucking into your pussy needily, grunting and groaning as you squeeze around him.

₁₉ 𐙚 100 percent believe this is how gaz and soap eat you out, prove me wrong. i'll wait. ( bonus: since soap made you cum first, you granted his wish. )

₂₀ 𐙚 john overstimulating you while whispering how much of a good girl you are, slapping at your thighs when you cringe away from him, his thick fingers finding your clit again. john who fucks into ravenously, cooing as you shudder and buck against him.

₂₁ 𐙚 graves finally puts your smart mouth to work, shoving his thick length down your throat. graves angrily saying your pussy isn't good enough for his cock. his words, not mine.

₂₂ 𐙚 angry sex with toxic gaz, who swears no one will ever fuck you as good as he will. who tells you that you belong to him, that you were made for each other, that you won't leave him. who fucks you dumb until you promise to stay.

₂₃ 𐙚 soap swears he won't cum inside you...

spent hours scrolling through twitter porn, help me.😔