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All Ghillied up and nowhere to go

Pairing - Price X MC (Tank) F!reader

Summery - Price teaches Tank how to blend in…

A/N- Just a little nsfw Drabble for an anon ask, also don’t worry Breakaway state part 5 is still in the works 😘

Warnings - Smut (18+) Voyeurism, Language, Age gap Price (38) Tank (26) Dom!Price, Brat!Tank, Sir kink, praise kink, unsafe sex, p in v, knife play and cock warming if you squint like really hard!

✨As always comments and feedback welcome ✨

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Call of duty characters - Only Tank

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“Why am I doing this again?” You rested your cheek on the butt of your rifle.

“For god sake….I’ve told you…you need to “blend” in better! You shift about too much!” Price was losing his patience with you now.

“….blend in better? I’m dressed in tall fucking grass and weeds…in tall fucking grass and weeds how much more do I need to blend in?!” You dropped your head resting your forehead on the cold ground. The wind whistled around you. You didn’t even know where Price was but the clarity of the comms meant he was close by. The training field was silent apart from the wind.

“We’ve been out here for ages now..the suns setting..I think I’m pretty undetectable, send Soap out to try an spot me…” your voice was mocking.

“How about I send Ghost out?”

“……”

“I’ll take that as a no then kid? Start crawling back to me” his voice gravelly over the comms

“…I don’t even know where you are…are we done, I feel like we are done? can’t I just stand up?” You lifted your head, pushing yourself up but just as your shoulder came level with the grass you felt a sharp shot hit it. It didn’t hurt but you felt it. You looked down at the little blue ball.

“Did you just shoot me?…with a BB gun?” You rolled the little ball between your finger an thumb. You turned your face towards the direction it had come from.

“Yeh…a warning shot because if I was the enemy that would of been a real bullet also I would of shot you in the head….get back down” you could hear the annoyance in his voice.

“Fuck sake…taking the piss now” you muttered under your breath…he wasn’t that close to hear that surely.

“I’m taking the piss? Your the one pissing about Tank…get your fucking arse out of the air and get your body down to the ground or I will shoot you again…” he sounded close now, an he would shoot you, but you never did know when to stop.

“Thought you liked my arse in the air sir? Said it’s one of your favourite sights…” you smirked.

“….you being funny sergeant? Because I will wipe that smirk off your face…” his voice was louder now, he was close.

“I’d like to see you try sir…” you were baiting him now.Silence. You scanned your surroundings he should be north west of you, unless…you heard a shift behind you,but before you could turn over you were dragged back by you ankle.

“I did warn you…” Price growled in your ear. He had pulled you right back to him. He was practically on top of you.

“Your all talk…John” you didn’t turn your head to look at him, suddenly you could feel him unclipping the straps to the lower half of your ghillie suit.

“What are you doing? Does the fresh air an grease paint do it for you?” You laughed, but your head was pushed down low to the ground your cheek in the dirt once again.

“Ah fuck…” it took you by surprise, but rough Price only made the odd appearance, you must of really wound him up. You heard the soft ching of a knife being unsheathed and your eyes flashed panic, had you wound him up that much?

“John…what are you doing?” You tried to turn your head towards him.

“Stay still….very still” He growled in your ear again, as he used his knife to cut the seam of your pants, his intentions made clear you relaxed your body as you felt him finish the job with his hand.

“You’re not wearing any knickers? Can’t say I’m surprised…” He licked his thumb and pressed it to your folds, it easily slipped inside, causing a slight moan from you.

“Well that wasn’t difficult was it? I think the fresh air an grease paint does it for you aswell kid…or is it the thought of your Captain fucking you in a field?” He peered over your face just enough for you to see his eyes, the dark camouflage paint making them stand out.

“Abit of both sir…” you could feel his thumb thrusting into you slowly, you were leaking all over his hand. Your head was getting fuzzy, you could no longer hear the wind or the birds, just the wet sounds of his thumb inside you and the sound of your heart beat as it drummed into the ground. You felt Price shift and remove his thumb. You let out a groan, you hoped he wasn’t just teasing you, you wouldn’t make it back to base.

“You ready to put your training to the test Tank?” he removed his hand from your head to pull his zipper down. You could feel the head of his cock at your entrance. You didn’t need to be told to lift your hips up, it made him chuckle.

“Good girl” Price huffed as he slid inside, your walls adjusting around him. He placed himself right ontop of you, the weight of him pushing you down fully flat. His cock buried deep inside. He completely covered you his head right next to yours. You expected him to start thrusting but no he lay completely still, his cock pulsing inside you. Before you could question him, he snaked his arm under yours to position your face upwards to look through the tall grass, you mouth fell open as soon as you clocked what he was showing you…Ghost an 4 rookies were 300feet away from you.

“Told you I’d send Ghost out…now let’s see if you can blend in an not get caught eh?” As he spoke he began thrusting, strong, fast thrusts at first, it made the coils in your stomach tighten with each one he was dragging at your walls. It made your eyes roll back, you had to slap your hand over your mouth if Ghost didn’t see you first he would of heard you.

“Who’s getting closer? You or Ghost?” Price whispered in your ear. It caused a shiver up your spine an made your walls contract around him. He slowed his thrusts right down almost painfully slow…two of the rookies were a few feet away, Ghost had gone east with the other two.

“Keep yah head still, it’s gone be close” he whispered lowering both his head and yours as the rookies walked right past you. The suspense was agonising, but your walls were still fluttering around Prices cock which only seem to get harder. When you were sure it was clear you moved your hips under him, desperate for any form of friction or movement, Price gave in his thrusts rampant an deep, you moans came out strangled and restrained but your orgasm was bliss as you panted for Price to cum inside you, he grit his teeth burying his head into your shoulder as he filled you to the brim.

“Ahhh ahh fuck…have they gone back to base?” You turned your head to look.

“Not all of em Ghost is still in range…wouldn’t surprise me if he’s spotted us…” Price grumbled.

He was right the 4 rookies had wandered far away, but Ghost hung back his body turned to your location…surely he hadn’t spotted you…

“You two done fucking around out here?”

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Even in Hawkins- First of Many

Part 16  master list

Billy Hargrove x Fem! Reader x Steve Harrington

Word Count: 1.5k 

Warnings: smut, family units/children are had, 18+, Billy is a pile of mush for his family 

heres a corny ending to something i’ve been working on for a year and a half. might post one of the better versions of it later but heres an ending for now

You excited?” Y/n teased Billy, sliding hands under his zip up. “I guess.”

“What’s wrong?” He raised an eyebrow, eyes flitting over her body. “I’m in a hoodie and sweatpants and you’re in that.” That being jeans with one of his button up shirts.

“You get to wear whatever you want on dates when you save the world.” She tugged gently on a curl. He huffed, pulling his omega into a hug. His omega had a nice sound to it. “Smell so good.” Y/n trilled, squeezing him gently. The doorbell rang, startling them both. She scrunched his hair on his scalp, him smacking her hands away.  “You’re trying to make me look worse.”

“I don’t think it’s possible for you to even look bad, Bill.” He rolled his eyes. He still wasn’t used to the gnarled scars after having them for almost two months. “Don’t roll your eyes at me mister.” 

“I’ll roll them if I want. They feel like the only part of me that can move right now.” He retorted, Y/n sticking her tongue out at him and opening the front door. “Hey Steve.”

“Hi...I brought you these.” He held out flowers to Y/n with a blush. “Thank you.” 

“And I brought you this.” He gave Billy a box, the blond taking it with shaking hands. “Do you need your medicine?” Y/n asked quietly when she noticed. He shook his head, opening the box to a sand dollar earring. It made him chuckle. “Thanks, pretty boy.” 

Billy shut the door behind Steve, Y/n in the kitchen making popcorn. “Can I kiss you?” Steve asked Billy, stepping into his space. “W-uh, sure.” Billy was red faced, Steve placing his hands on Billy’s wrist and hip, giving him a gentle kiss. Billy followed him as he pulled back, Steve laughing under his breath. “There can be more of that later if you want.” Billy nodded, getting a barked out laugh from the tall omega. “I have a couple different movies.” Y/n announced, bowl of popcorn in her arms. They made their way to the living room, Billy stopping her before they made it to the couch. He cupped her face in his hands, giving her a long wet kiss. It made her smile. “What was that for?” He shook his head, kissing her forehead. “Ooh, let’s watch this one.” Steve held up The Terminator.  

Everything was going well, an omega on each side of Billy. Y/n tucked her nose in Billy’s neck, her hand on his stomach. Steve was holding his free hand. Billy pulled his hand back and slid an arm around Steve’s shoulder, the older boy smiling at the pink faced blond. “Can you take some of the blankets off? It’s getting hot.” He asked Y/n, kissing her temple. “Why are you being so sweet?” She asked quietly, hugging him again, hand sliding a little farther down to his thigh. He shrugged before suddenly stiffening, Steve’s hand on his other thigh. “I forgot how horny The Terminator makes you.” He teased Y/n, her glaring at him. The boys laughed, but fell back into silence fairly quickly. Steve palmed over Billy’s sweatpants-covered dick, the blond blushing. “Is this okay? I can stop. Just tell me if-”

“This is fine.” Billy grit out. “Are you okay? Y/n asked, sitting up. He nodded. Steve did it one more time, smirking. “Gonna cum already, alpha?” Billy let out a soft whimper, bringing a smile to their faces. Y/n sat on her knees and faced Billy, purring in his ear, rubbing a hand up and down his thigh. “I’m- I’m gonna cum if you don’t stop.” Steve got up and pulled the blanket off of Billy, gently pushing the alpha’s thighs open. “Shit, Billy.” Y/n moaned, pre-cum staining his sweatpants where his dick was straining against them. “I wanna ride you.” She cooed, kissing his ear. Steve got between Billy’s legs, nosing at the bulging erection. Billy grunted softly, gripping Y/n’s thigh. “Such a big dick, alpha.” Steve purred,  dragging his tongue over the blond’s cloth covered erection. Billy whined, Y/n making the start of a hickey appear on his neck. Steve sucked the tip into his mouth, Billy jerking his hips and gasping. Both omegas watched cum soak his boxers and sweats, purring. “That feels good, huh?” Y/n asked, rubbing Billy’s shoulder. “Shit.” He croaked, Steve getting up with a pout. “What’s wrong?”

“I wanted to suck him off.” Billy was panting a little harder. “You okay, babe? Steve, can you get him some water?”

“I’m not a baby.” Billy protested, nose to nose with his girlfriend. “I know. Just don’t wanna over do it. Was scary to not have you around.” She told him, nuzzling into him. Steve handed Billy a cup, the omega sitting next to him, both omegas watching him drink. “Stop acting like I’m gonna drown in a cup of water.” 

“Sorry.” 

Billy changed and came back to Y/n and Steve scenting each other, her practically in his lap. “Keep watching?” He asked, grabbing the remote. “Sure.”

They finished the movie, Steve saying he had to work tomorrow. “Don’t usually put out on the first date but it was fun.” He was blushing. Y/n nodded, Billy smiling. He had a good feeling about this. 

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Billy woke up slowly. It was so nice and warm but his alarm was blaring on the nightstand. “Fuck…” He groaned, arm over his eyes. “Fuck!” A high pitched little voice parroted, giggling. Billy shot up, seeing his 4 year old daughter sitting at the end of the bed. “No,no no we don’t say that, Daisy.”

“Fuck.” She declared, little brows furrowed in determination. “Daisy, it’s not a nice word.” 

“But you said it.” She pouted, Billy getting up and holding her on his hip. “I did. Let’s just not tell mommy, okay?” She nodded, hugging him. “Where’s Steve?” Billy called to Y/n as he entered the kitchen. She was making food for their 7 and 5 year old sons. “He’s getting dressed.” 

Billy set Daisy in her chair and kissed the back of Y/n’s shoulder. “Good morning.”

“Good morning, stinky breath.” She teased, Billy blowing a raspberry on her neck that got her to squeal. Steve came into the kitchen in blue scrubs, Y/n handing him his lunchbox. “Be safe. Love you.” She kissed Steve’s cheek, Billy rubbing his nose against the tall omega’s.  “I’m gonna be late. Love you too. Bye babies.” Y/n smiled as the brunet planted wet kisses on each kid, Daisy giving him one back. Billy hugged Y/n, her leaning into him. “You okay this morning?”

“Yeah. Just enjoying my pack. I love you.”

“I love you too. You’re on bath duty.”

“Nooo!” Came a chorus of protests. Y/n laughed. “Good luck.”

“Who needs luck when you have talent?”

Y/n rolled her eyes. “Sure, big man.”

Billy stuck his tongue out at her and snatched up Axle, the youngest boy. She did it back. “What?” She asked him, the blond looking over her. “Nothing. Just enjoying the view.” 

“Such a dork, Billy.” 

“Isn’t that how I charmed you?”

“No. That was a special feature I had to unlock. Go bathe your filthy child.” She teased, Axle protesting that he wasn’t filthy. Steve came back through the door. “You okay?”

“Roads closed because of snow. Couldn’t get out of the neighborhood.”

“Lucky us.” She kissed his pink nose, helping him take off the layers. “Stop ‘enjoying the view’ and give him a bath.” She told Billy. He put his son down and told him to meet him in the bathroom. “Did I ever tell you what I wanted the first time I saw you guys?” They shook their heads, Y/n hugging Steve. “Wanted you both. Wanted a pack. Can’t believe I pulled it off.” 

“DAD!” Billy cringed and left them, the omegas giggling as their kids followed Billy into the bathroom. “How’d we ever go for that?”

“Hm?” Steve was playing with the hem of her shirt. “Sorry, I was thinking about all the stuff we like to do on my days off.” His hand slid around to her ass, squeezing. 

“Problem, all the kids will have the day off too.” 

“Damn, it’s like we enjoy making them or something” He joked, Y/n smiling up at him. “I think you both lucked out that The Terminator makes me horny.” 

“God that’s so lame!

“It’s true though. I’ve always been mad I didn’t get to see Bill dressed up like him in ‘84” Steve groaned. “I feel like we’d be in a much different situation now,” 

“Probably.” They giggled. 

Billy heard his mates laughing in the kitchen, the kids making a mess of water. Thank god 17 year old Billy was a huge perv. Billy was never gonna get used to how lucky he’s got it. 

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Pairing - Price X Tank X Ghost

Summary - A team night out turns into more, is 3 really a crowd?

Warnings - Smut (18+) Voyeurism, Language, alcohol, Age gap Price (39) Tank (25) Ghost (36) SoftDom!Price, public sex, praise kink, fingering, Hair pulling, Oral (M receiving), P in V, unsafe sex, Ghost being a little simp for Tank

AN- Well, this was meant to be smut without plot...well, I failed at that.. not 100% happy with it, but we'll see what you guys think. It doesn’t tie in with the Your captain series- this is an AU in which dr Helen never even crossed Prices mind, Tank never left for Squad 8 …so a better universe 🤣🤣🤣

It's kind of filth/heartfelt. Also I know Kyle has moves no one can tell me otherwise, haha 😂

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Call of duty characters, Only Tank

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“What?”

“No nothing…you look good kid…you sure you don’t want my jacket?” Price was already removing it from his shoulders.

“No im good, I’m literally in jeans and a T-shirt…” You looked down at yourself, but the comment still boosted your ego, but Prices opinion was biased at the best of times he told you you looked stunning with dirt, grime and gun oil on your face!

“Yeh but you look good…is that one of my T-shirts? Have you knotted it at the back?”

“No…its an old one…” you made for the door out of his office knowing full well it wasnt an old one and it was infact the very same top he had worn earlier today.

“Tank…If that has my name on the label…”

“It doesn’t want me to take it off and show you?”

“Yes actually…” He smirked knowing full well it was his. You scoffed he wasnt daft, for a start it did have his name on the label and smelt of cigars and his aftershave.

“I thought you wouldn’t mind, and besides if I smell like another man then guys won’t try and grind up on me in the club! It’s a win win…Me and Kyle can dance in peace with out you and Ghost kicking heads in” you rested your hand on his chest. He didn’t know you were going to a club. Shit.

“A club? I thought it was a pub?”

“Need to get your hearing checked already? How very sexy John” you motioned for him to leave his office, he followed reluctantly.

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As you an Price entered the club the music hit you vibrating through your body. You turned to look back at your Captain he looked annoyed already, it was too many people for him. That an the doorman had asked you for ID at the same time the other had told Price the pub was down the road. As you manoeuvred through the crowd of bodies you reached back for his hand and laced your fingers into his giving them a little squeeze and a wink. He smiled, thats all he needed, but he did feel abit daft, this place wasnt like the dive clubs he had gone to as a teen, it was fancy and he much preferred the pub, the doorman had said one was down the road he wondered if he could talk at least Ghost into joining him leaving the ‘youngsters’ to the clubbing.

“TANK!”

You spotted Kyle waving to you from across the room, you tugged on Price's hand leading him through the crowd. Ghost and Soap were sat in the private booth you and Kyle had booked. You can’t even remember when you had booked it but you were both definitely drunk when you did, never again were you being left in charge of team nights out. Soap jumped up he looked almost shocked to see Price, but then these days where ever you were Price wasn't far behind.

“Captain! Tank! Nice of you to join us” He slapped Price on the back.

Ghost moved up for Price to sit beside him handing him a drink, it wasn't top shelf like they were use to but it would do as he did he gave you the quick once over, he always did, he noted that you were wearing Price's Tshirt he knew because the sleeves were much wider than one that was your size, the knot on the back making it tight and hug you just right and also the Cigar smoke and aftershave were a dead giveaway.

Before Price could tell you to sit down next to him, you and Kyle had already made your way to the Dance floor, he shook his head smiling he loved when you were like this…happy…having a good time there wasn’t much time for that in your line of work…even if it wasn't his scene he was happy he came just to see you laughing and dancing and…..were you not wearing a bra? How had he not noticed that back at the base? Fuck sake! He would be having words later, he wasn't the only one who had noticed, it was the first thing Ghost had clocked when you had walked up to them, he watched as your tits bounced with every movement and the way you swayed your hips had him shifting in his seat to rearrange his jeans. Price was a lucky man. Taking a sip of his drink he noticed Price was also watching you, Ghost was probably the only one who knew that you guys had been fucking for a few weeks now, he had caught you two at it late one night in Price’s office, Price had looked entranced by you falling apart under him, Ghost had wanted to be apart of that , he wanted to be the reason you crumbled wanted to feel you under him…but he simply observed replaying it back later in his bunk. After that he had watched you both a few more times he tracked your habits knew what words were code for you two getting together. “Need a had with some paperwork tonight Tank, you mind?” You neverminded, thats what Ghost found so alluring, you never said no to your Captain, complete obedience, as he always said “Good soldiers, follow orders” and you were the best little soldier he knew. It made him jealous, he wanted you wrapped around him, he wanted just a taste of what you and Price had even if he had to share.

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You an Kyle had been dancing for what seemed ages, your skin numb from the beat. You noticed Price and Ghost in deep conversation.

“What do you think they are taking about!” You tired to shout in Kyles ear. He was 7 tequilas in so he hadn’t noticed them looking over as much.

“Who Price and Ghost? How would I know…the good old days probably hahaha ohh no this is a banger of a tune!” You had lost him now. You looked back over to the booth, Soap was ordering more drinks and trying to chat up the waitress who to be fair looked interested. Ghost was now in Price’s ear, you made eyes at Price he just gave you a wink. You had a feeling you were the topic of conversation.

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“Had much paper work this week Captain?” Ghost finished his drink. Price side eyed him, He knew Ghost had been watching you and him for the last few weeks, he wasnt daft Ghost thought he was smart but Price was smarter.

“You know what I have, Tank has been a massive help, don’t know what id do with out her…”

“Yehhh shes a good girl our Tank…thinking of asking her if she wants some one on one sparring sessions…perfect her hand to hand combat skills…” Ghost signaled the waitress for another round.

“Hmmm you can always ask, she’s pretty busy most days with me or Kyle…but you can only ask cant you?” Price gulped his drink in one.

“Yeh I noticed shes always busy with you, not so much Kyle…but I was thinking more of a late night class, I think she’d be up for it…you could even join in…give us a few pointers If you get what I mean…thats only If Tank is good with it?”

Price narrowed his eyes, was Ghost suggesting what he thought he was? Bold move…even though he didn’t like the thought of sharing you with him, Price did like the idea of putting him in his place he had no doubt Ghost would be good to you, but not like he was, it would be nice to take him down a notch or two, he had noticed him sniffing around you and it was becoming tiresome. Price glanced over at you, he wondered if you’d even be up for it, He beckoned you over.

You were being summoned, you tapped Kyle to signal you were going to get your drink from the booth, he nodded he was in full rave mode. The heat from all the bodies was suffocating, it wasnt till you emerged out and into the booth did you realise how warm it had been in there, your skin was shiny with sweat. Price patted the seat in between him and Ghost, both men hardly budge up, it was a tight squeeze. You sat down sipping your drink. Cosy.

“Having fun kid?” Price handed you and Ghost a shot as you downed the drink in your hand.

“Thanks and yeh…what’s up?” You were on alert now, this was the first time in weeks these two looked like they were getting on? Something was going on?

“We have a little proposal for you love” Ghost leaned back in his seat his arms on the back of the booth, legs spread wide.

“Oh yeah? An what would that be?” You took Prices drink from him, swishing it before knocking it back…not his usual grade but it went down a treat. Price gave you alittle smirk, you caught on fast no beating around the bush with you. His clever girl.

“Well…Me and Ghoat have been talking and…” Price handed you another shot.

“Is this about Ghost watching us have sex in your office? Because I know about that…I clocked him about 3 weeks ago…Whats up LT you not been able to get it out of your head? The Captain is good at what he does…” You took the shot and followed it with another. Both men looked at eachother in disbelief. Ghost rolled his eyes.

“What do you mean you knew? You knew he was watching us the whole time?” Price leaned forward. He couldn’t believe you hadnt said anything.

“Yeh…I thought it was something you two had arranged? I thought thats what the whole song and dance with ‘Need a hand doing some paper work’ was about? I thought it was code for Me and Tank are gonna be at it in my office Ghost” you gave a thumbs up to demonstrate. Ghost started laughing it was a sound you only heard on the rare occasion something really tickled him.

“So how about it then Tank…Me you and the Captain? You up for it” He rested his hand on your thigh leaning in close enough you could smell his aftershave, it was peppery and dark it sent shivers up your spine. Price slid his hand up the back of your top spreading his fingers out on your back it only intensified the goosebumps.

“What do you think Boss?” You glanced round to Price giving him a cheeky grin? Price was hooked.

“Yeh I don't mind a little bit of audience participation if you dont kid, what time we leaving?” He snaked his hand round to your chest palming your breast in his rough hand. Ghost watched as you melted into Price's Touch.

******

It had been a mad struggle to convince Soap not to bring the waitress back to the base with you in the end Ghost had paid her to walk away. He had better things to be doing.

Once back at the base you said your good nights and headed to your side of the base, Soap helped Kyle to their shared room, but Ghost hung back.

“You not coming LT?” Soap wanted help with the very drunk Kyle.

“Im sure you can manage Johnny…Im gonna have a proper drink with Price…need to get the taste of shit bourbon out my mouth”

Soap nodded picking Kyle back up from the floor half carrying him half dragging.

“Don’t let him swallow his tongue!” Price yelled after them.

Once they were out of ear shot Price turned to the lieutenant.

“Some ground rules Ghost…you don’t cum inside her I don’t care how good it feels…she likes it rough but nothing visible, lastly if she says stop you stop”

Ghost nodded why did he feel nervous? He’d imagined this hundreds of times, he followed Price to your room.

“Oh one more thing…even in here I’m still your Captain so what I say goes”

Price knocked before letting himself in to your room, Ghost right behind him.

Without a word Price moved in on you in two strides pressing his body to yours cupping your face, pulling you into a deep kiss. Ghost watched on as Price unbuttoned your jeans pulling them down and helping you step out of them. He didn’t know when he should join in he waited for the go ahead.

Price sat you on the end of the bed, his hand stroking the top of your head.

“Thought you wanted to join in Ghost?” Price called back to him, never taking his eyes off yours. That was his invite.

They both towered over you but you didn’t care, you had already started working on unbuckling Prices belt. Ghost was already shifting his jeans down to rest on his hips.

“Steady on sweetheart…” Price stopped your hands, pulling his cock out for you. Ghost steadily stroking away. The site of them both made you ache. Ghost was exactly how you imagined, Price steered you head in his direction pressing his tip to your lips.

“Open wide for me love” Price stroked your cheek tenderly. You did as you where told and wrapped your mouth around him softly licking the underside of his head. You looked up at him as he slid further down your throat. The sight caused Ghost to let out a low growl.

“That’s a good girl…” Price looped his hand up into your hair. You could feel Ghost getting impatient, but you looked to Price for permission, he nodded. You reached out your hand to grab him. He sighed at the softness of your hand on his cock you stroked him but he was eager to have your mouth around him as well. You pulled away from Price leaving a string of spit and took Ghost in your mouth, you could feel the corners of your mouth split as you tried to take him in. Christ, he was big, you tried your hardest but you gagged and pulled your head away gasping.

They looked at each other amused then back at you, like a pair of bullies that had their victim cornered.

“Easy now…lets not get carried away eh?” Price cupped your face letting your recover.

“Lay back for me…” you did as you were told, the butterflies in your stomach more of a flurry now. Price crouched infront of you his mouth an inch away from your opening you could feel his warm breath. You looked down at his handsome face his eyes a liquid blue you willed him to touch you. The heat from his tongue as it slipped in caused a little groan to escape from you.

“Please…fingers…please” you begged him.

“So impatient…but seeing as you asked politely…” Price could rarely say no to you, he pushed two fingers in his tongue still flat against your clit, you could feel his beard scratching your inner thighs but you liked it always did. He lazily curled his fingers up inside you, as you rolled your head back you locked eyes with Ghost. He moved closer to you, his hand falling to stroke the top of your head all the filthy things he wanted to do to you caused a stampede in his mind. Price stopped and turned his attention to Ghost. He was getting impatient as well Price wasn't a cruel man but Ghost needed to learn his place when it came to you. He removed his fingers and angled himself over you pressing his tip just enough to make you squirm. Ghost watched as your eyes switched from a soft focus to full-blown desire.

“Think Ghost wants to know what it feel like to be inside you Tank…so I'm going to be generous and let him go first, is that ok?”

Price leant forward planting little kisses on your breasts and stomach, your skin smelt of him it drove him insane he hoped Ghost would be able to smell it a reminder of who’s you were claimed by him.

You nodded glancing over at Ghost who waited for Price to remove himself from between your legs he was taking his time on purpose.

“Ill be right here where you can see me ok…” Price positioned himself just to the side of you. You watched him as Ghost softly nestled between your thighs. He lifted his ski mask up so it rested on the bridge of his nose. He placed your leg over his shoulder slightly lifting you from underneath with his hand he angled you up to his face. The position was a new one and Price was impressed and he knew you were to from the little smirk on your face which was soon wiped clean as Ghost made contact with you, he went at it like a last meal, the taste of bourbon and honey and the faint cigar ash…Price making sure he knew he was just a guest.

He sucked hard on your clit causing you to dig your heel into his back arching up further. The noises coming from you sent him into a frenzy and knew you were close, he wanted you to cum, he need you to cum he had to hear the sound and know he had caused it.

“Need to feel you cum on him cock…” Ghost shoved you up the bed with one hand, he nudge at your centre with his tip, Price looked at you for any sign of hesitation Price was above average in size but Ghost was wider, but from the look in your eyes you wanted it. Fair enough. Without a word you spread you legs open wider for him. The fuse in Ghosts brain blew, he slowly pushed inside, your walls stretching around him, it was a tight fit. It took everything for him not to ram his length in fully. One last push and he was fully inside you for real and not just in his head with his hand as a very poor substitute.

“Fuckin hell…” Ghost was drunk on the feeling of you around him, with every draw back your walls sucked him back in he had to slow down or else he was going to break the first rule, but your moans were blocking out all rational thoughts, then there the sound he wanted to hear most of all you were coming undone the barrier falling down. You clawed at his chest, shuddering as you came. He gently wrapped his hand round your throat only applying light pressure looking into your eyes. Price said you liked it rough.

“Simonnnnn……”you moaned as you shook, he had to pull back slightly he would of happily filled you up there and then but he could feel Price switching his gaze from you to him. Watching him like a hawk. How bad of a beating would it be?

“On your front Tank” Price stood at the top of the bed helping you get on all fours.

“Let’s get one more out of her eh?…remember not inside…I mean it…Ill hang you myself…” Price winked as he said it, Ghost believed him.

Looking down at you spread open again for him, he watched Price nuzzle your face, calling you a good girl as you took him to the base. He felt spoilt as he buried himself inside you again only giving you a moment to adjust around him before he bucked his hips into you with each thrust he made sure to slowly drag himself back out trying to match the rhythm of Price thrusting into your throat.

“Tell your Lieutenant how good you feel…tell him…how good you are…” Price gritted his teeth.

You could feel your orgasm building then the thin little thread broke, causing both men to fall apart, ready to break. Price had stilled, his head back as you swallowed every last bit. Just as Ghost was close you turned to look at him, you eyes glossy.

“Did Price tell you not to cum inside me?…” You voice was strained, it was enough to send him over the edge. He nodded only slowly slightly.

“Well you can…but I want to see your face as you do…without the mask…” You half-turned you body reaching up for him to hold you to his chest. Price shot you a look, no way Ghost was removing his mask…but just like that it was off and thrown on the floor…Ghost was hook, line and sinker for you.

“Good boy…” you studied him kissing the large scar on his face. He clutched you to his chest, his forehead resting on your temple panting your name as he came inside you coating your walls. You both collapsed forward Ghost moving to the side of you still tangled up you reached to pull Price onto the bed, he obliged. The small cot creaked in protest under the 3 of you.

“Do you want your mask back Ghost?” Price reached for it.

“No…its ok ill leave it off for a little longer..does this mean I get to help with paperwork more often?” He kissed your shoulder liking the way your skin felt against his face.

“We’ll see” You and Price agreed in unison.

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Late Night sparring

Pairing - Price X Tank X Ghost

Summary - A Late Night sparring sessions turns into something more.

Warnings - Smut (18+) Voyeurism, Language, Age gap Price (39) Tank (25) Ghost (36) SoftDom!Price, public sex, praise kink, fingering, Oral (F receiving) P in V, unsafe sex, Ghost being a little simp for Tank, Price likes to watch...

AN- I'm so sorry this took so long! not 100% happy with it, but we'll see what you guys think.

It's kind of filth, I re wrote this about 4 times so please please please let me know what you guys think either by comments, anon asks or however you feel comfortable! I've been in such a writers block headspace that getting this out felt like such an accomplishment haha!

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“Hands where I can see them Riley!” Price shouted from the side lines. Ghost currently had you pinned underneath him both arms locked behind your back pressed to his stomach, face pressed to the floor of the ring.

“Will one do?” Ghost waved his free hand at Price causing his weight to shift fully onto you. You could just make out Price giving him the finger, his brow furrowed.

“Off now…” He made his way over to the edge of the ring, but Ghost didn’t ease up. Instead he leaned down close, you could feel the warmth of his breath on your cheek.

“You don’t want me to get up do you?…I think you like being under me…” it was just quiet enough for Price to miss but he didn’t miss the flush that spread across your face.

“UP NOW!” It was more of a warning that a request now. Ghost made a slow effort to get up, his hands being the last to leave your wrists. They felt bruised but it was a nice ache. You would never admit it to him, but he was right.

‘I think I’m done for tonight cap…I need a shower” You rolled over onto your back flat out. You didn’t even need to look at Price to know that wasn’t happening.

“Ill be the judge of that…I’ll take over the session..” Price shrugged his shoulders, stretched his arms and entered the ring. Ghost shot him a look.

“Maybe we should just hit the showers eh Cap?” Ghost rubbed your calf, you both knew exactly what he meant and the mental image caused your mind to wander…would all 3 of you even fit? The cubicles were small…you and Price just about fit…would Ghost keep his mask on? Did Ghost wear his mask in the shower? You hadn’t realised Price was talking to you till he snapped his fingers in front of your face.

“I said are you ready kid?” Price cocked his eyebrow at you.

“what? Really? I’ve just had my arse handed to me by him…I don’t need another beat down from you! Can we just all go take a shower?” You sat up, looking up at Price from under your lashes…hopefully the little lost lamb look would soften his big bad wolf stance…it didn’t. The pathetic attempt made Ghost scoff…but you and he knew it would have worked on him. Price was a tougher nut to crack. You stood up.

“If that’s what you want then you better get to work…because we aren’t stopping till you get me pinned to the ground” before you could protest Price was on you like a rash, in two moves he had disabled you completely. Both arms behind your back body bent forward. If you weren’t so pissed off this would have been hot, but you knew he meant business an knew he wasn’t joking about not stopping till you pinned him.

*******

It had been about an hour your breath was ragged, the sweat dripping from you, your body ached from being slammed to the ground numerous times by Price his full weight resting on you each time, he didn’t hold back.

Every sly attempt to seduce him or touch him failed and almost always ended up with you on your arse or in a headlock tapping his arm.

“Can’t flirt your way out of a headlock love!”

“How long can you keep this up? Really?” You crouched taking in the few minutes rest. You watched Price from the corner of your eye he circled you like a predator his breathing was deep, though he didn’t look half as worn out as you did, if anything he looked virile, rejuvenated what was he getting out of this? He crouched in front of you a smirk planted across his face.

“You know me Tank I can go all night…”

His smug words had you grabbing at his arm to attempt a throw but instead he pulled you back into him your back pressed to his chest your own arm locking you in place.

“Nearly…” He chuckled in your ear, he knew it enraged you. He knew you were getting ratty now like a toddler that had been deprived of an afternoon nap. You bucked back into him trying and failing to throw him over. His laugh only get louder.

Ghost was silent in the corner, he had watching in awe as the two of you had fought. Watched as your bodies collided and crashed into one another. He watched as if in slow motion you bare and snap your teeth at Price who only returned the aggression in the form or a smirk. It was like a dance and Ghost wanted to cut in.

“Think she’s had enough Price…she’s getting snappy now…literally” Just as he said it you had sunk your teeth into Prices forearm. He kicked your leg out from under you causing you to drop down releasing his arm from your bite, Price went down with you repositioning himself so your arms were completely locked behind you.

“Im sick of this shit…” you were struggling against him so much you hadn’t even clocked Ghost now crouched in front of you. His ski mask was up.

He leaned in his lips grazing yours. It took you by surprise but you welcomed him in, Price watched as you let Ghost slip his tongue into your mouth. He felt you ease up but he didn’t release his hold. He liked the control. He pulled you back.

“Tell me what you want Tank?” Price was in your ear. You let out a sigh.

“Ghost…” you knew the answer was a risky one, but he had wound you up. Ghost looked at you a little smirk on his face, but he knew Price was in charge here still.

“Is that right?…fair enough…” Price slowly released his hold. You looked back…there must be a catch surely it wasn’t that easy? But not to look a gift horse in the mouth as soon as your hands were free they flew up to Ghost face, your thumbs running just under the edge of his mask testing your limits, his hands came up to rest on yours.

“Easy tiger haha” Ghost watched Price from the corner of his eye, what was he up to? Price jumped out of the ring and made his way over to his jacket pulling out a cigar and lighter. Really?

Ghost turned his attention back to you, he was going to make the most of this “free rein”. He gently pushed you back so you were lay flat pulling your shorts off in one quick move. Your underwear was soaked. It made him feral the thought of you getting off on being thrown around and pinned by you Captain and Lieutenant.

He lowered his head his mouth just a few inches from your centre making you scream internally, his hand kneading your inner thigh he lifted his head slightly to plant little kisses close to where his hand rested in between each kiss you could feel the faint nip of his teeth, as he got close he used his other hand to gently pull your underwear to the side. His warm breath caused your nerves to spark and fizz. The sight of you laid open for him made his mouth water like a sour sweet had been placed under his tongue. He noticed your hand fidgeting in anticipation so decide to lace his fingers with yours, his much larger hand nearly swallowing yours as he did he slowly licked a stripe up your core, savouring your taste, smoked honey mixed with salt…it drove him insane as he licked and sucked at your slit you could feel your eyes rolling to the back of your head, as he pushed two fingers inside, you felt your walls clamping down on him and then came the familiar swell in your stomach. You turned your head locking eyes with Price his face mostly distorted by a cloud of thick cigar smoke, but you could just make out his sharp blue eyes.

The thought of Price watching you pushed you over the edge, he didn’t break eye contact as you came.

“Atta girl” the sound of praise from Price flooded your system just like his smoke filled your lungs. Even without touching you he could still cause a stir inside. He still had control. Ghost knew this but he didn’t care, he had you laid out, open for him to explore even if he had to share your attention.

He made his way up your body, taking you in as he did. He almost completely covered you, his body a shield. He had you caged underneath him his arm blocking you from Price’s view. He could see you looking for your Captain, but right now here you were under your Lieutenants command.

“Eyes on me…” he whispered as he undid his pants, pulling his cock out the weight of it resting on your opening. You were pinned under him but you watched his eyes as you managed to roll your hips up into him causing the head of his cock to slip over your clit.

“Fucking HELL” his eyes rolled back as you rolled your hips again for another pass. Ghost couldn’t take it anymore he hooked your legs over his thighs pulling you up as he did supporting you from underneath, you instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck. He fisted his cock angling it at your core you were warm an inviting. You looked at him your eyes glossy an wet, you wanted him inside you here an now and you wanted Price to watch him have you. You both looked down to where you were almost joined.

“Ready?” Ghost drew back he knew from last time he had to take it slow allow you to adjust around him.

“Mhmm” you head felt foggy like the smoke from Prices cigar had clouded it. But the feeling of Ghost entering you cleared the fog like a wave, washing it away suddenly all your senses were filled with Ghost, his body heat, his smell cigarettes and mint all filled you up the feeling of his rough hands gripping your arse as you rocked back down onto him. You held on tight pushing yourself into him chest to chest. He could feel your heart racing he wanted you closer needed you closer if he could he would open his chest an keep you there.

His thrusts became rampant, rutting up into you the sounds echoing across the gym. Ghost could feel himself getting close an could tell you were as well by how your walls clung to him reluctant to let him pull out even an inch.

“Cum for me…” he lowered you back down onto the floor of the ring his pace only slowing slightly your legs still wrapped around his waist.

You felt the spring in your stomach coil up tight as Ghost buried his face in your neck.

“Are you gonna be a good girl an cum for your Lieutenant” he growled through gritted teeth into your neck. You turned you head to allow him to get deeper into your clavicle. As your eyes fluttered open you noticed Price was sat closer to the ring slouched and legs spread, cigar still in his mouth puffing away. A smirk on his face was he enjoying this? He knew you were looking for him, knew you needed to know he was watching you. He knew you needed his nod of approval to say you could be a good girl an cum and there it was subtle but it was there. You allowed yourself to fully be devoured by Ghost and swallowed whole, you took all of him in every nerve ending was alight and screaming his name an he knew it he could feel the difference in you, Ghost wanted to give you all of him willed you to take it he only asked for a fraction of you in return as he knew he could never have all of you but for a split second as he glanced down at you he felt like he did.

You both came at the same time you could feel the hot ropes of cum filling you as your bodies eased up. Your panting an moans filled the gym hall. Both trying to catch your breath a haze of lust and body heat surrounded you. Then out of the haze came Prices voice

“Hurry up an hit the showers, you still haven’t pinned me yet Tank…so don’t be thinking we are done for the night…”

[raffe156]

Breakaway State part 5

Pairing - Price X Female OC “Tank”

Summary - McKinley still has serious control issues, Kyle and Tank are the cutest in a small bed, Price and Ghost kick off in a small room, Helen has some big news, mission plans, first names and its definitely classed as kissing if you drink from the same cup.

A/N - Thank you for your patience, life got a bit in the way of this one again!

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Warnings -17+ Angst. Language, Age gap Price (39) Tank (25), Violence, abuse, abuse of power, controlling behaviour, injury

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The words "dismissal or death" had been circling your head for hours as you lay awake in your cot. Even if you just slept for an hour or two, every time McKinley moved over in the cot above you, your body instantly jerked you awake. Your eyes stung searching the pitch black for any sign of him.

You heard movement from above, you looked at the alarm clock on the small metal dresser 4:00am. McKinley was waking up, you heard him stretch, then watched as his legs dangled off the edge before he jumped down. He flicked the small desk lamp on an stood with his back to you in just his boxers, his back and body littered in scars, the soft glow from the light causing them to shine, some looked like burns some clearly from bullets and shrapnel. He turned just as you shut your eyes, too late to roll over an face the wall.

You felt his eyes on you, you tried to breathe deep acting as if you were asleep, he knew you weren’t. You tried to stay calm when you felt his hand brush a piece of hair from your face. It took everything in you not to flinch, you didn’t dare open your eyes, instead you just waited for him to leave you in peace….if you could call it that.

“You look so serene, almost had me believing you were actually asleep..” you felt him step back but you kept your eyes shut.

He scoffed.

“Fair enough, if that’s how you want to be…I’ll leave you to it.” Mckinley walked away from the beds, he dressed quickly.

You hoped he wouldn’t be much longer and then you felt the bottom of your cot dip he was lacing up his boots.

“You’ll learn to like me kiddo, you know me an you could make a good team…like I said to Price you need some tough love but we’ll get there…” he patted your thigh before he stood up.

His touch made your skin crawl.

“Oh by the way don’t be spending all day in bed, the Doc wants to see you later, physio check in for your shoulder, meet me over at the med bay at 10am…don’t make me come looking for you…” the last part came out as a threat, your heart sunk as he closed the door behind him. Your eyes remained closed for a further 5 minutes just in case he came back.

Dr O’Brian was one of the last people you wanted to see, an a physio check? That daft cow had spent more time grilling you that helping you with your shoulder, what did she care if you could move it or not? She would of been over the moon with an amputation. Either way you had to go, you didn’t fancy being hunted down by McKinley.

You pulled the quilt up over your face closing your tired eyes, Prices face flashed in your mind, it was that drunken look he had given you that first night in his kitchen his eyes lidded, his smile crooked so close, but just as quickly as it appeared it was gone replaced with the gut wrenching look from the night you two had argued…the night he told you it wouldn’t work between you. ENOUGH!

You threw the quilt off and on to the floor, just then a knock came at the door, it wasn’t McKinley he would have just walked in…

“You awake….I’ve just seen mckunty…Tank?” The door creaked open slightly, Kyles hand waving from the gap.

“Yeh I’m awake..come in” you reached down for the quilt pulling it back over yourself. Kyle snuck in shutting the door behind him. He gave you a sympathetic smile. He was still in his joggers, you patted the bed for him to get in, he didn’t need telling twice as he clambered in next to you the warmth from his body, made you almost drowsy. It was a snug fit but you made it work, it was something you two use to do often when at base especially when the heating was nonexistent or when Kyle was homesick. You both lay in silence for a moment, both just happy to be close again. You almost nodded off, but something was bothering him you could tell.

“You ok? I know yesterday was a lot…but Price he means well..hey if I was a Captain I’d of done the same for you…fuck I wanted to smash his face in…” he could feel his jaw tensing.

He meant it, and the thoughts made him smirk. He pictured McKinley alone in a room with them all Ghost, Soap, him and Price. Kyle had witnessed how far Price could go. Before his mind could wander off he felt your eyes on him.

“I’m ok…I know he means well…I just wish he didn’t go that far…” you thought about just telling him, how it was only going to get worse for you now, but when you looked into his eyes you saw the worry and you hated yourself for making him feel like this. So you gave him your best smile and the worry in his eyes seemed to go away if only for a moment. You linked his arm with yours resting your head on his shoulder.

“Anyway let’s just enjoy this while we can eh?” You looked up at him.

He smiled back.

“Yeh…miss this”

“Me too”

You both lay there close, in the safety of your cot like two children hiding from a looming storm.

**********

Price glared at himself in the mirror a slight mark from where his forehead had connected with McKinley’s nose just starting to fade. He gripped the sink with his hands the porcelain threatening to give way. He needed to take a deep breath or else he was going to lose it all over again he didn’t think he could explain two broken bedside tables, but he couldn’t get your face out of his mind, how you had looked at him with disappointed in your eyes. He had done that for you, he would have done more, gone further if Ghost hadn’t stepped in. He needed to take a deep breath. McKinley was definitely going to get him back in some way. Price hoped it didn’t involve you, but he knew better. He knew McKinley. He hated to think of what he was doing to you, it made his blood boil. Why did you go? Why did he let you go? Did he let you go? He hadn’t even known, if he thought for one second that once you got into that transporter you weren’t coming back to him and he wasn’t going to be your captain he would of chased it down, dragged you back an popped your shoulder back in himself like Ghost had so kindly offered. Price let go off the sink the colour returning to his knuckles. He heard a knock at his door. He wanted to shout fuck off but it could only be one of two people at this hour Ghost or you. His hopes dashed when he shouted come in and Ghost’s large frame entered the room, them both being in there made the room almost shrink, the atmosphere suffocating them both pressing down on them. They both knew the reasons behind it, it danced around them. It crackled in the air.

“What?” Price snapped.

“…Sent Gaz to Tanks room to check on her…McKinley is over at the other base watched him leave myself…listen as shit as it is we have to do this the proper way, I hate it too seeing her like that but that yesterday…it’s my fault I let it go too far I shouldn’t of let you get at him.” Ghost sighed he had only just noticed the smashed bedside table.

“I’m sorry what? Let me? You didn’t let me do anything….I’ve done worse for less…believe me lad” Price was seething.

Ghost looked his Captain in the eyes, he was beyond reason.

“What? You think sparking him out…a fellow captain is the answer? I stopped you from committing career suicide! I let you get that first shot in an you fumbled it! You’re just lucky he got cocky” Ghost was starting to lose it a little bit now.

“Haha don’t flatter yourself, you didn’t let me doing anything…an fumbled? I’d put you on your arse any day of the week…remember that” Price was getting closer now, squaring up, in the small room they were nearly chest to chest. The two men stared each other down, neither wanting to back down first, there it was again the unspoken reason they fought, the real reason tensions ran high with them. You.

Ghost had a feeling all this was down to Price and his relationship with the Doc. You obviously had some history with him, how much he didn’t know but it has effected you in someway and to Ghost this was all Prices fault. He deserved to feel like this, helpless and angry. But you didn’t deserve the beatings. It was such a fucking shame you had chosen squad 8. Ghost backed down…Price hated himself more than anyone right now and Ghost didn’t need to add to that they had to work together and figure out how to get you back to the 141. Once that was done then the rest could be figured out…

“…this isn’t gettin us anywhere we need to get her back on side…she needs to file a complaint or a grievance against him…anything, she got transferred over quick enough maybe it can be reversed just as quick…” Ghost leant against the wall his arms folded. Price sighed as he sat on the edge of his bed.

“It’s not that easy….also even if she was to file a complaint..who said she’d want to come back to the 141?” Price ran his hand over his beard the thought made his jaw tense.

“An why wouldn’t she want to come back?” Ghost was probing now, he wanted answers, but from the look on Prices face he didn’t want to give them.

“Price why wouldn’t she want to come back to us?”

Price looked at the ground his eyes fixed. He signed.

“Ever seen a big red button that says do not press? Well I rested my hand on it…didn’t press… but that was enough….” Price shook his head.

Ghost got the jist, but all he could think was how he would of just pushed the button and never took his hand off it.

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You waited outside the med bay for O’Brain to call you in…you were 15mins early but no sign of McKinley, you hoped he hadn’t gone looking for you.

“Wanna come in Tank…” O’Brain called you in without even looking at you. You couldn’t help roll your eyes as you got up. As you entered the room your stomach dropped McKinley was sat in the chair next to the bed. Did he really have to be in here, you thought he was just making sure you came to the appointment, not actually being present. You tried to not let your face give you away.

“Good, 15mins early see your learning I would have hated to have to come looking for you…” his smile didn’t meet his eyes. Your face was giving you away.

“Take a seat on the bed please Tank we don’t have all day” O’Brian already sounded like she’d had enough of you. You looked her up and down, who did she think she was talking to? You didn’t even want to be here.

“Hey if you don’t have the time I’m sure we can reschedule..” As you spoke your eyes met McKinley’s, they narrowed in on you, his tongue clicked in disapproval. Shit. Helen looked over her shoulder at you, the small smirk just visible.

“The Doc’s doing you…no she’s doing me a favour Tank in checking you over…an you have the nerve to be arsey?” He tilted his head, his eyes still narrowed.

“Told you, got away with murder this one with John…literally” Helen nodded in your direction. She really was a bitch. You felt your skin starting to prickle with anger.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You stepped closer to her. You didn’t realise you had square yourself up, she was a good foot taller , but you looked her dead in the eyes. She smirked again, oh you were about to wipe it off her face.

“You know exactly what I mean…you need a firm hand Tank, John was too soft on you…but by the looks of you face it seems you have been given a firm hand…good..” She scoffed, nope that was it, but as you lunged, McKinley was already on you.

He had you restrained and pushed face down into the bed within seconds, your bad shoulder twisted round and pressed into your back, it made you cry out in pain, but the more you thrashed around the more of his weight he placed on top of you and the tighter his grip became.

“Do I need to put you on a short leash? Because I will trust me” Mckinley was right next to your face his breath cool on your burning skin.

O’Brian stood back, she was in shock at how fast he had pounced on you, how rough he was…she almost believed him when he mentioned putting you on a short leash. This man meant every word he said, they weren’t threats they were promises.

“DO I NEED TO PUT YOU ON A LEASH TANK?!” His voice boomed in the med bay.

“NO!” You spat through gritted teeth.

“No what?” Mckinley gave your arm a quick jolt upwards, you should know better.

“Ahhh NO CAPTAIN!” Your shoulder was on fire now, the muscles fighting to hold together and not pop.

“Good…” He relaxed his grip, slowly letting you correct it into place yourself. How generous of him. As you sat up you clocked Helen’s face, she looked mortified. You almost let out a laugh.

“Sorry about that Doc…give her the once over an we will be out of your hair” Mckinley spoke as if he hadn’t just wresleted you down on to the bed in front of her. She looked at him her mouth slightly open. She was speechless for once. You almost pitied her.

“It’s been fine, it only aches when its cold or when I over work it” You tried to fill the awkward silence. It worked Helen stuttered back to life.

“Ok…sounds like you need to do the physio exercises more often. I bet you’ve stop doing them…I know John has..I don’t even think he went to one session” She gave you a soft smile and for a moment you saw what Price saw in her. If you stepped back and tilted your head she was rather pretty. You glanced down at her hands, long, elegant, steady…you almost returned the smile but a single perfect solitaire diamond ring caught your eye as it flashed under the florescent lights. You felt as if your core was folding in on itself like a black hole. The bile rising in your chest you looked her in the eyes, she quickly glanced down a the ring, as if forgetting she was wearing it, her eyes darting back up to meet yours. Your face was giving you away again. Her mouth creeped up into a viciously sly smile, she knew that had cut you deep, a slow puncture that would fester. When had that happened?

“He did…he went to two, we had a row over him missing the last three on the drive down back to his for the weekend…” You blinked at her, your face now void of all emotion, blank. You watched as her top lip twitched.

“Did you now…he didn’t mention it…in fact he hasn’t really mentioned you…since you left…” She tilted her head, pretending to think of a an example. Her eyes creasing up like little pins.

You knew she was just trying to cut you, but it didn’t make the idea sting any less. You had left for her…no you had left so he would be happy, so that ring could be on her finger…it was a good choice…tacky and gaudy, just like her…you wanted to hurt her back with your words…but you would only be hurting Price.

Mckinley cleared his throat, you had almost forgotten he was in the room.

“Speaking of old Pricey, you and him got anything planned for when your next on leave?”

O’Brians face lit up, as if she had been hoping the topic of her and Price would be brought up. You glared at the ground willing it to open up to the fiery pits of hell where you would happily sink surrounded by other dammed souls.

“Well nothing crazy, but he’s mentioned he wants to redecorate some of the spare rooms in his house and I’ve only gone an stitched myself up and said ill help!” She rolled her eyes, a horsed laughed echoing off the bed pan. If Price didn’t have tinnitus already he would after listening to that none stop. McKinley rolled his eyes back at her, he shook his head.

“What are you like…hope its not the room Tank stayed in when she was last there?” He faked a frown. You could feel his eyes on you. He was stirring things up.

“Erm…oh I think it, the back room with the en-suite, the one with the view of the lake? Yeh I mentioned it would make a lovely nursery…all that natural light…” She wrinkled her nose. You looked down into your lap, just to double check she hadn’t gutted you open, because that’s how those words had felt. They had sliced at your flesh, worked their way into you into your system. A nursery? The thoughts exploded inside your mind. The tiny hand holding his finger, the little arms and legs being wrapped up in a blanket, soft curls kissed, and chubby cheeks ticked by his moustache…the high chair at the dining table just like you had mentioned…but the tiny hand, little legs and soft curls didn’t belong to your baby…it was a strangers baby…no it was Helens…its strawberry blonde curls and green eyes…nothing resembling John…you felt sick…you should of been happy for him…he was getting what he wanted…just not with you…

“Wow…a nursery? Thats exciting…but hey lets hope Price learns to dish out a bit of tough love…don’t want it turning out like this one do we!” Mckinley laughed, he shot you a look. You focused on the clock behind him.

“Hahaha…oh Bruce haha…Oh actually I meant to ask you Tank…does Luke have a sister? Tall, blonde, absolute stunner?” There was that fake confused look. She knew Luke only had brothers, she really was trying to maim you.

“No…he only has brothers…might of been one of there girlfriends…Ill ask him when I see him next…” You tried your hardest to smile back, it came out as mostly teeth. Mckinley was keeping that bit of information for later.

“Yah know, Price never crossed me as a family man…wonder what changed his mind…he’s got to be close to 45 by now?” Mckinley scoffed.

“39..”

Mckinley raised his eyebrow at you.

“What?”

“He’s 39…40 this year…I’d bought him a new lighter last year…don’t know if he still has it…” you sighed.

Helen knew exactly where that lighter was…close to his chest nestled next to his signature cigars. He was never without it, but she needed to turn the topic back to her and Price.

“Yeh hes the big four - oh this year…going to throw him a big surprise party at his house, invite his close friends and family. Perfect garden for a party, might take him away, hes mentioned he thinking of taking up golf…so maybe a golf resort?” She looked at you as if she was asking you for your option, your input. You kept your mouth shut…Price once said if he ever mentioned taking up golf to shoot him in the back of the knee cap…He thought Golf was for the old and bored and how fishing kept the mind young and focused…O’Brian was still talking.You tried to tune her out, go to your happy place, but your happy place had gone and gotten engaged…

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Ghost sat slouched in his seat, his legs spread wide arms folded. He was getting impatient now…the briefing was meant to have started 25 minutes ago. He had Rookies to be tormenting.

“Who we waiting on Price?” He sat up, leaning forward. His fist landing heavy on the table. Price knitted his brow, a headache starting to form.

“Waiting on Squad 8…” Just as he spoke, in piled the Squad led by Mckinley. His face a storm cloud. They had been sent to the wrong conference room…no doubt on purpose.

“Right! get seated you lot, lets get this over with shall we?” Mckinley snapped his fingers as the team fell into place all seated, all except one…Price looked around the room, had you took a seat right at the back in the dark? He couldn’t see with the protector on. Mckinley noticed him looking and knew who he was looking for.

“Dredd where is Tank?…she was right behind me…” His face screwed up. Dredd looked around the room then at Price as if for help.

“I don’t know, Sir…want me to go find her?” Dredd went to stand up, but McKinley stopped her.

“Ill find her…already warned her about wandering off…guess the short leash is needed.” He mumbled the last bit under his breath, but Price caught it. It set his blood to boil. As Mckinley crossed the room, Kyle stood up in front of him, his arm out stoppping Mckinley in his tracks.

“Ill go…don’t worry…” Kyle was already making his way for the door. Rather him find you than Mckinley, but just as he was a foot from the door, you walked in confused why they entire room was looking at you.

“Get sat down Tank…” Mckinley turned to stand at the front of the room. He watched as you found a seat in between Ghost and Kyle. He had a mind to tell you to get sat with your Squad, but the briefing had already run over, not to worry he would remind you later where you were meant to sit. Price smiled at your, hoping you would return it, you did but it didn’t reach your eyes.

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The brief was like any other brief - plans, updates, missions, a few HR complaints. Price watched as Kyle whispered something in your ear causing a faint smile to show. He smiled himself, he didn’t however appreciate Ghost resting his hand on your leg, they had just gone over this in the HR complaints, but then at the end just as Price was wrapping up Mckinley raised his hand.

“Sorry John, I completely forgot I have some good news…well good news for some…tomorrow at thirteen hundred hours Sqaud 8 will be shipping out of his shit hole…we will be setting up base in Moldova and then from there a small team of us will be going undercover in Transnistria…its a unrecognised breakaway state currently occupied by the Russian army, we are not there for them instead we will be looking for intel on a small terrorist cell known as the UNP.” Mckinley clapped his hands together he was excited, he wanted to see how far he could push the squad, he wanted results and he had a new toy.

Ghost noticed you shifting in your seat, a small part of you was glad about leaving sooner, you couldn’t bare to listen to any wedding talk or how the nursery was coming along. You wanted to get as much distance between you and this base as possible. You could finally let him be, he was clearly moving on…you would do the same…with Luke? You didn’t know…you looked down at the skeleton gloved hand that rested on your knee, maybe the Dr was right maybe you did belong with a “Monster” like Simon Riley. If he was a monster so were you. You could feel a set of eyes on you, you looked up at Ghost, his eyebrow cocked. A silent what as he shook his head at you. You could just make out the outline of a grin. You thought about how you would pay good money to see his smile for real. Very good money indeed.

The room started to pack up, eyes blurry, backs stretched and legs shook back to life.

“Captain?” You raised your hand. Price turned first. Mckinley arched his eyebrow.

“What’s up Tank?”

Your eyes shot from his to McKinley’s. Price realised you weren’t talking to him, he was still a captain, he just wasn’t yours.

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“Tank can I see you for a moment…” Price caught you just as you were leaving the conference room. You looked around for Mckinley, why? Like you needed permission? Did you need his permission?

“Erm, yeh of course have to make it quick you know me always the last to pack…” the little inside joke stung you both. You both waited in silence for the room to clear.

You couldnt help thinking he was going to tell you about his engagement and the nursery…Helen had probably told him you had seen the ring. Maybe he had wanted to tell you himself first? You didnt want to know. You didnt want to hear it.

“Tank…I want to say sorry…”

Here it comes you thought…it was the drunk argument all over again. You stared at the ground. Eyes locked onto a stain on the carpet.

“Im sorry for yesterday…I went too far and I’m going to be apologising to Mckinley before you guys leave…I know your fuming with me but can we please talk? One on one…Just me and you? Not Captain and Sergeant, not even Tank and Price…just us…John and…Sasha?” He stepped closer, his hands up in surrender. He had savoured how your name, your given name had sounded in his mouth. It had been a very long time since he had used it. The name caused your head to spin. You remembered the first time you two had met he had called you that, Kyle had corrected him, but you had liked how it sounded. Captain John Price was saying your name, you were in complete awe of him. Now stood in front of you he was still the legendary Captain Price, but now he was also just another man that had let you down.

“It’s fine, don’t worry about it. Im good” You avoided his gaze. So he moved closer.

“Are you really?”

“Yeh”

“Really?”

“YES”

“You sure?”

“YES!!” You snapped up at him. He knew how to push you. You weren’t ok, not even for a second, but you weren’t his problem anymore or at least that what you told yourself. To Price you would always be his problem, his priority, his purpose. The tester of his patience.

“Anyway…Me and Mckinley are the least of your worries…Congratulations by the way!” There was a tinge of sarcasm to your voice. Price looked puzzled? Congratulations?

“What are you on about least of my worries? As long as your with that nutter I’m going to be worried? Why congratulations?” He lowered his hands, he was close you could feel the heat coming off him. You missed that warmth. Focus.

“Really? That not why you have me in here? Wanted to break the news to me? Im sure Kyle is over the moon!” You rolled your eyes, but the look on his face suggested he really was clueless. He shrugged his shoulders to confirm.

“The engagement? I saw the ring on her finger…I’m happy for you…I’m really am. Maybe get the honeymoon over with before you change my…the back room into a nursery though…” You tried to smile but it came out wrong.

Price stood in silence for a moment, he needed to process a few things…engagement? Honey moon and a nursery? Had you hit your head?

“Whose finger? I’m honestly completely lost…an why would I change your room into a nursery?” Price folded his arms and tilted his head as he searched your face for an answer.

“Helen’s finger for Christ sake! The big fucking rock on her finger John! She was waving it in my face, talking about how your thinking of redecorating the back room, turning it into a nursery!” You titled your head back at him. The clueless look on his face turned to shock.

“Helen? I don’t know anything about a ring? An engagement ring? I haven’t asked her to marry me…we aren’t seeing each other anymore…I haven’t a clue what she’s on about and the “redecorating” was when she first came to visit…and said the room would make a nice nursery…I’d only just plastered the walls…well before it became your room kid…” Price put his hand on your shoulder, the heat from it sinking into your skin and deep to the bone. You looked up at him.

“I know we both said things that night…and it’s probably for the best…you have Luke…I have…well I don’t have anyone…but for one minute can we just pretend that none of that happened…please just for a minute…” He stroked your shoulder with his thumb.

“For one minute?”

“For one minute”

“Ok…”

“Ok”

Price pulled you into a hug, it took you by surprise, but you wrapped your arms around him as if by instinct, your hands finding their place on his back. You pushed your face into his chest, his chest hair poking you through his T-shirt. The smell of his aftershave and cigar smoke flooded your lungs, you didnt care you would happily drown and go willingly into the blue fo his eyes.

He gently kissed the top of your head. He wanted the world to stop. He wanted a lot of things.

“Where did we go wrong…” The words were out before he could even register saying them. Instant regret filled him, He knew dam well where it had gone wrong…You shot back, looking up at him , your lip curled up.

“Where did we go wrong? Really? Do you need reminding?”

“No…I meant…”

“Where we went wrong was this right here this was a mistake…I can’t do this…I have Luke…you have what ever you have with Helen…I have Squad 8…I have a new Captain…your not my Captain anymore…Im not your problem anymore…minutes up…” You fought back tears as you untangled yourself from his arms. His face shattered. As your tried to step back you felt a tug at your hip, you looked down expecting Price to have a hold of your belt…but it was your lanyard, it had tangle with his.

“Great…” you tried to untangle them, but you were just making it worse. Fat tears falling from your eyes, dampening your T-shirt.

“Here…stop your making it more tangled…” Price took over, they snapped back in the mechanisms. You were free to go. You turned and made you way for the door. This was stupid. The tears caught in your throat, making it hard to swallow.

“Sasha…”

Price called after you, but you ignored him, your hand on the door.

“SASHA!…please…I don’t want this…”

You opened the door, but just as you stepped out of the room you turned, your eyes welling up again.

“Well we don’t always get what we want do we John…”

As you walked away Price watched as your head dipped down low to avoid any on lookers. He bounded over to the door slamming it shut.

“FUCK!!!!” He threw his fists onto the table. That didnt go as planned…he had fuck up again. He ran his fingers through his hair, He would let you cool off…

He had till tomorrow afternoon to get this set right.

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04:00am

You sat waiting for the transport shuttle to the air base. Mckinley had changed the leave time. Said it was on a need to know basis. You had text Kyle letting him now about the last minute change, he probably wouldn’t even be awake, but you had told him goodbye and you would see each other when you got back. It was better this way, you hated goodbyes.

Dredd nudged you with her elbow, when you looked at her she simply nodded to the right. You followed her eyes. Ghost. Well maybe one goodbye wouldn’t be so bad. You made your way over, Mckinley watched you like a hawk. He didnt mind, he was taking your away for a while.

“Not like you to be up this early kid…Mckinley stealing you away into the night?” He stood closer. You smiled. His mask was up over his nose, you could see his lips and the large scar that ran through them and up his face.

“Something like that…better this way I guess…least your here to wave me off or was you just making yourself a brew” you nodded to the mug, he held it out to you to take a sip, you took it gladly. Your face grimaced, it was straight black, two teabags you looked down at the mug, he definitely hadn’t noticed which one he had picked up.

“Bit too strong for you?” He chuckled.

“Are you?” You smiled.

“What?”

“Useless in bed?” You turned the mug round to face him, a little grin on your face. It had been a secret Santa gift for Kyle.

“Wouldn’t you like to know…” He smiled. You had finally seen it in the flesh. His answer made you blush. You handed him back the mug. You brain fizzed.

“Well we’ve practically kissed now…haha” you could slap yourself. Why? Why had you said that?

“I guess we have…best not tell Price, he’ll have me hanged for treason…” Ghost took a sip from the mug.

“Well I wouldn’t want that…” You folded your arms, Price was a sore subject.

“Would be worth it…” He handed you the mug back, you took another swig, it was far too hot and far too strong but you drank it anyway.

“Looks like your rides here, listen stay safe in Moldova, be careful who you trust sergeant, people you know can hurt you the most” He looked over your head at Mckinley. You placed the mug back in his hand, resting your other on his chest.

“I will LT, thanks for the brew…” you gave him your best smile an he returned it. Ghost felt his heart double in size. When he had clocked you all packing up, he had thought about telling the others you were leaving early but decided to keep it to himself, keep you to himself.

He watched as you walked out to the transporter, loading your gear onto the the back. You wave as you boarded. He gave you a nod. Just as the transporter pulled away, Ghost clocked Kyle running out from the barracks…Price right behind. He threw his hands on his head, he looked gutted. Price looked worse. Kyle looked over at him.

“How long you been there LT?”

“Not long, had just enough time to share a brew with Tank before she shipped out..” He held the mug up to show them.

Price looked livid.

“She text me late last night but my phone was off…aww for fuck sake…” Kyle pulled his hood over his head pulling the strings tight.

Price knew the ins and outs of your new mission, he had spent all night looking over the plans and intel, it was dangerous, risky just how McKinley worked. It was an infiltration mission.

You weren’t coming back anytime soon.

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Late night shower

Pairing - Price X Tank X Ghost

Part of the Late night AU series

Late night admin

Late night sparring

Summary - A Late Night shower because they are trying to save on water 👀

Warnings - Smut (18+) Voyeurism, Language, Age gap Price (39) Tank (25) Ghost (36) SoftDom!Price, public sex, praise kink, fingering, P in V, unsafe sex, breath play, chocking, male masturbation, Ghost being a little simp for Tank and Price

AN- I'm so sorry this took so long it’s short and smutty but hope you like it! As always please feedback / comments / Memes welcome 💖✨

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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Call of duty characters, Only Tank

“Get undressed…”

You did as you were told and stood in front of Ghost positioning yourself inbetween his thighs. As he helped you undress, you could tell his mind was wandering from the task at hand, the little kisses he was leaving on your body igniting it, didnt help you steer him back on track either. The soft nibble on your earlobe was enough to make you melt into the ground, it made you giddy and lightheaded.

“Pack it in Riley…” Price warned.

Ghost chuckled softly his hands holding you in place by your waist, his face buried in your neck, you had wrapped your arms round his, your hands under his mask, teasing the soft baby hairs at the nape of his neck. It sent shivers up his spine. He didnt want you showered and clean, he wanted you just like this. Skin salty and sweet with a tinge of him all over you and inside you.

“Kit off an in you get kid…come on” Price turned the shower on.

Ghost rubbed his face over yours, the bridge of his nose bumping yours, he wanted you to stay put, but he clocked the look on Prices face. He loosened his hold.

You pried yourself from his grip, letting his fingers pull at your underwear as you stepped back towards Price and the shower.

“Get in…your stuffs already in there” Price smiled as you slipped your underwear off, the water was the perfect temperature. You let it crash over you, over your tired muscles and aching joints, you were very aware of their eyes on you as you ran your hands up your body then down to your centre your fingers just grazing.

Was this what he wanted or did he actually want you to wash? But then suddenly your hand was joined by a much larger one. Oh? Price was behind you, his bare chest pressed to your back. You let out a little moan as he rubbed his rough palm over your clit, his fingers spreading you open, a gasp as his fingers slipped inside, your were a little sore from Ghost but it felt good. You pushed your hips back into him rocking them forward you wanted his fingers to hit you just right.

“Look at you still full of your Lieutenants cum and your squirming for me to go deeper…” Price whispered in your ear as he snaked his free hand up your body to your breast grabbing it with his hand his thumb rolling your nipple his words making them hard and your body flush.

He was right you could feel the slick stickiness of Ghost’s cum and your own juices leaking down your leg with every thrust of his fingers. You placed your hands over his, a pathetic attempt to gain control as you searched up for his face, his mouth on yours before you could even blink away the spray of water. His teeth caught your bottom lip as he pulled away to give you time to breathe. You could feel his cock hard against your back it was still in his boxers which were soaked. His fingers now curled up inside you were making your knees almost buckle.

You braced yourself against the tiles a moan caught in your throat as the steam curled up into your lungs.

Price pressed you up against the wall of the cubicle, his fingers still fucking you.

“Why don’t you tell Simon just how good my fingers are making you feel?” Price looked to his right, Ghost had stepped forward to stand just on the edge of the cubicle, his pants removed the spray of water just getting him. He watched as your eyes found his then rolled back into your head. Small stifled moans as you came, he watched the water wash away his cum from your shaking thighs.

“That’s it good girl…no let’s fill that tight hole with something abit bigger eh?” Price licked a stripe up your neck his beard rough as his lips stopped on your pulse point.

“Get in here Simon, you can be her support…” Price chuckled as he pulled you back into him so Ghost could wedge himself between you and the tiles. As your hot wet body pushed up against his he noticed your hands searching for a place to rest so he wrapped them around his neck your fingers lacing a crown, you heart fluttering in your chest vibrated off his rib cage, it was enough to make him hard again.

“You’re so beautiful…such a good girl for us…” Ghost littered your face with kisses as Price lined himself up with your entrance, pushing you slightly forward into Ghosts chest, the sting as he eased into you made you take a sharp intake of breath, immediately Price was in your ear.

“I know, I know…you’re so tight…you’re doing so well…” his words melted on your skin as he brought your hips back into him, his grip tight. It wasn’t long before you were slamming them back into him all by yourself eager to please, leaving Prices hands to explore. He knew when you got like this he could be abit rougher with you so he opted for a light grip around your throat his thumb stroking your pulse point.

“Adda girl…” Price praised as your thrusts got more erratic the more he squeezed. His heavy cock dragging at your walls with each thrust. He secretly liked the feral, needy mess you became when he was rough, you seeked out his approval, you wanted him to tell you you were a good girl even if you had an attitude, but he would always give into you, you had him in the palm of your hand as much as he had you under his thumb.

Ghost felt his hard cock strain, the head of it free from his boxers, it was pushed right up against your stomach, with each thrust he could feel it being stroked, trapped between the hardness of his stomach muscles and the softness of yours he wanted more, needed more he reached around grabbing your arse with both hands as he thrust you up against him more he wanted to cum again what he didn’t realise was this gave Price the perfect view of your tight arsehole and his cock slamming into you it sent him wild and his grip got tighter around your throat, but he couldn’t leave Ghost out, he needed reminding who was in charge.

At first Ghost didn’t register the hand around his neck he was too focused on the sounds you were making, it wasn’t until Price pressed up into his jaw did he clock. Price was definitely applying more pressure on him than he was you…Ghost gave his Captain a quick smirk before his eyes fell back down to you, you tits crushed against him, your body rubbing his cock he was getting close, just as he felt the familiar rush in his stomach your body started to shake.

“That’s it…fuck….cum for me…good girl…” Price growled his teeth clenched as he fell apart inside you, hot ropes coating your walls grunting as his hips slowed.

“Ohh fuck…I’m cumming….ahhhh fuc…uck…” your body gave out as Ghost came, his cum covering both your stomachs.

Price released his grip from your throats difference was he had actually been choking Ghost who took in a quick breath before releasing it. You leant back against Price your body limp as he wiped your wet hair from your forehead planting a kiss.

“Ahhhh..haha..fuck…Price” Ghost smirked, looking down to admire his cum on your stomach, his thumb smearing it.

“Good thing I’m into breath play…” He grinned at you winking as he pulled his damp mask off. Your fingers automatically tracing his features as if trying to commit them to memory.

“That’s better…now can we actually get a shower?” You gestured down to the cum on your stomach your mouth a straight line. They both laughed, Ghost reached for the body wash rubbing it in his hands before slowly washing your body. Price had reached for the shampoo foaming it up as his fingers rubbed it on your scalp.

“See now this is perfect…” you sunk further into Price, your hand wiping over Ghosts chest as he washed himself.

“I can’t believe we haven’t done it in the showers before…wanna give me a hand?” Ghost guided your hand down to his softening cock a cheeky look on his face you laughed.

“Us two have done it in the showers before haven’t we? After that mission in las Almas? I had to practically drag you in here an undress you?” Price looked down at you his eyebrow raised.

“No…you ended up putting me to bed because I refused to stand up haha said something about a hose” you turned to him scrubbing shampoo into his hair. He still didn’t look convinced.

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The next morning at breakfast

“Who’s been choking you out Tank?” Soaps words made you stop mid chew before you could speak Ghost and Price were sitting down at the table either side of you.

“Me…got abit too rough during sparring last night…sorry kid didn’t know it had left a bruise” Price patted your shoulder as he sat down taking the half eaten toast off your plate.

“No worries Cap..” you eyed him.

Soap looked over at you his eyebrows raised.

“Jesus…that’s why I only fight the rookies…must be mad Tank taking on the Captain and Ghost surprise you can still walk! Haha” Soap took two big mouthfuls of his porridge just as he was about to make another joke Kyle walked over a smirk on his face.

“Well however was in the locker room late last night had a fun time…”

You felt both Price and Ghost’s muscles twitch at his words.

“Wha you on about?” Soaps mouth was full.

“Well after early drill this morning, I heard a bit of a commotion so went in an there on the floor in one of the cubicles was a pair of knickers and a pair of men’s xl boxers! Must of forgot them…haha did you see anyone go in after you 3 last night Boss?” Kyle sat across from Price.

“Can’t remember lad was pretty late…”

You just hoped Ghost didn’t put his name in his boxers, like Price did…

[raffe156]

Breakaway State part 4

Pairing - Price X Female OC “Tank”

Summary - Mckinley has serious control issues, Ghost needs to man up and shoot his shot, (only joking), Mckinley dibs top bunk, WWE Smackdown, also Dr O'Brian is the biggest Sh*t stir

A/N - Honestly, I love you lot! Thank you for your patience, life got a bit in the way of this one, but we are back on track somewhat!

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Warnings -17+ Angst. Language, Age gap Price (39) Tank (25), Violence, fighting, abuse, abuse of power, controlling behaviour, injury, Blood, mentions of death

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As you walked back to the base with Kyles arm thrown over your shoulder you couldn’t help feeling slightly deflated…you didn’t really expect Price to be standing waiting with open arms, did you? Maybe a little part of you did?

You could feel McKinley’s eyes burrowing holes into the back of your head. Willing you to turn around just once so he could cut you down with just a look, unnerve you with his presence, but you didn’t not for a second instead, you focused on Kyle's voice, filling you in on all that you had missed. It was a lot, apparently.

“The captains in his office…mountain of paperwork to get through…” Kyle glanced in the general direction of Price's office.

Good…you didn’t want him seeing you like this, hopefully, avoid him for a day or two.

“I think Tank can manage from here, fellas…Tank wanna come with me an we’ll get our stuff unpacked?” McKinley's voice echoed. He didn’t need your help at all he just wanted you on your own. Ghost turned to face him.

“I’ll grab Tank's stuff an bring it by later…Captain” the captain part was an afterthought.

McKinley shot him a smirk.

“She’s not part of the 141 anymore fella…she needs to carry her own bags…an when I tell her to come with me, she comes with me…me being her Captain an all” McKinley squared his shoulders, he wasn’t afraid of Ghost and that worried you, he knew he was untouchable but even if he wasn’t you knew for a fact he still wouldn’t be afraid…McKinley was a dangerous man.

“Captain” you didn’t look up, simply motioned to follow him, Kyle lifted his arm from you. The words coming from your mouth didn’t match. He didn’t like it.

“Thats better, come on let’s go see what this shit hole has to offer” McKinley walked away but he watched you from the corner of his eye to make sure you were following close behind, you were. Anything to keep the peace. You didn’t want Ghost or, worst Kyle getting entangled with his man…he would drag them down showing no mercy.

******

Price pushed the files to the edge of his desk he sighed, he had been in his office since last night he wasn’t lying about the mountain of paperwork he had to do, but he had dragged it out..it would have been done hours ago had he not been trying to avoid you…he didn’t really know why, he had planned on waiting for you with Kyle. He wanted to talk to you clear the air…ask when you had stolen his hat…ask when you were coming back…but he had decided against all of that and opted for being a coward shutting himself away in his office hiding behind paperwork…he was pathetic.

***********

“Captain…”

“Yeah?” McKinley turned to look at you his eyes somewhat softer, it unnerved you even more.

“How long did you say we would be stationed here?” You hated how pathetic you sounded.

“I didn’t…why? I thought you would love being back here? Seeing all your old squad mates, that old Lieutenant of yours needs taking down a peg or two..telling me what my sergeant will do ha I don’t think so…I don’t know what kind of team Price is running but it’s not how my lot talk to their superiors…” he laughed pushing the door open to the bunk room, the sight made you want to cry, tiny single cot beds stacked on top of each other, just enough room to climb on top. You wished you could stay in your old bunk room, it was a least a private room with a slightly wider cot bed, only a few doors down from Prices…You noticed McKinley throwing your bag onto the bottom bunk…then he threw his on the bunk above…what was he playing at? Surely you would be sharing a room with Dredd?

“Erm captain that’s your bag you’ve just thrown up there? I’ve got Dredds here” you lifted the bag. He looked at the bag then back up at you his face expressionless. He wasn’t serious?

“Dredd and the rest of the squad will be down the hall…your in here with me…where I can keep my eye on you” he took the bag from you throwing it out into the corridor with the rest. A chill ran up your spine, keep an eye on you? As he walked past McKinley gripped your arm leaning in he looked you dead in the eyes. His fingers digging into your flesh…definitely going to leave marks. When you didn’t meet his eyes he shook you hard.

“Listen to me Tank, this isn’t your team anymore your part of squad 8 now an I won’t have you going walkabout while I’m here…so you better make sure I know where you are at all times…do you hear me?” His grip tightened, causing you to wince. His face inches from yours.

“Do you hear me?”

“Yes…” you tried to pull away.

“Yes, what?” He shook you again.

“Yes, Captain!” You were almost whimpering your arm losing feeling.

“That’s better…” McKinley released his grip. You stepped back, putting as much space between you both. He grinned as he turned to sit on your bunk, he gave a few bounces on the bed it squeaked in protest. What was happening? You edged towards the door. Please let him dismiss you…you never had to be asked to be dismissed by Price…

“It’s ok, you can go see your little friends…Dismissed…” He leaned back on the bed. You didn’t hesitate you almost ran out the room. He called after you.

“Remember Tank your part of squad 8 now, act like it…”

**********

Ghost watched as the new arrivals made themselves comfortable in the common room, he recognised a few of them in passings. Dredd stuck out the most to him, you and her had been as thick as thieves back in your rookie days never one without the other.

“Sooo ever take that mask off?” Crest looked over at him the whole of squad 8 was intrigued by Ghost an he didn’t care for it. He looked the other Lieutenant up and down without answering.

“Don’t mind him, he’s not a big talker…an no he doesn’t take it off…ever..” Soap launched himself down onto the couch next to Crest, Kyle handing them both a beer.

“So how’s Tank really been?” Kyle sat on the seat facing Dredd she shifted, the question was a loaded gun.

“She’s good…still settling in but she’s good” she stood up taking the beer from Crest. He looked after her, Soap laughed standing up to get him another.

“Is she really? You with her when she ‘fell’?” Ghost leaned on the doorframe blocking her from leaving. Dredd smiled up at Ghost taking a sip of her beer. He was even bigger up close…

“Yeah I was…wasn’t looking where she was going that’s all took a nasty fall…I patched her up as best I could, but I’m no medic..I’m better at breaking people down not building them back up lieutenant..” she gave him a small smile as she turned back to her seat. She knew what she was doing was wrong and she was dying to tell them what had really happened, how McKinley had been relentless in the sparring session, how he had taken a shine to you which in this case wasn’t a good thing and you needed bringing back to the 141, but she knew it would just make things worse that and you had also sworn her to secrecy.

“If you say so..” Ghost glanced over at Kyle who knew exactly what he was thinking. They needed to talk to Price. An just like that there he was stood behind Ghost his eyes searching the crowded room for the only face he actually wanted to see, yours…

“Alright boss…” Kyle stood up offering Price his seat and a beer, he declined.

“No thanks son, how you guys settling in?” Price nodded towards the other squad. They all nodded back, Dredd watched him he wasn’t really interested in them he was looking for you.

“Yeh very accommodating your lot…” Dredd pointed her beer at Ghost.

“Tanks unpacking her stuff in her room…East bay…” She glanced up at him, Was it that obvious.

“Hmm? Oh right thanks…i was busy when you lot arrived…so didn’t get a chance to say hello..” Price looked at Kyle.

“Ohhh…Bet you’ve missed her eh?” Dredd smirked she knew from his face he had. She knew for a fact you had missed him even though you would never admit it.

**********

Price made his way to the east bay, he was excited and nervous a sudden thought popped into his head, would you even want to see him? The thought caused him to stop just outside your new room, even if you didn’t he needed to see your face know that you were doing alright. He knocked on the door, no answer, he knocked again, silence then a familiar voice answered.

“Come in” the voice was deep and accented…Scottish. Mckinley? Price pushed the door open his brow furrowed at the sight of the other Captain lay on the bed…where were you? Had he got the wrong room? Mckinley lazily sat up grinning up at Price.

“John… how's it goin?” He stood up, stretching his arms above his head.

“Good…sorry I must of got the wrong room…I’m looking for…” He was cut off by McKinley.

“Tank? No you have the right room…she’s just gone to the common room to see everyone.” McKinley reached for his bag and started to unpack. Price watched him, he could feel his blood pressure rising just from being in the same room.

“That's where I’ve just come from, must of just missed her…” Price turned for the door, he couldn't help feeling like something was a miss, wait did he say he was in the right room? Before he could comment, McKinley stopped unpacking, turning his focus towards Price.

“Honestly, I don’t know how you just let her go like that? Not only is she highly skilled, she’s easy on the eyes…can see why you selected her, but hey one man's trash is another man's treasure…I don’t know how any of you got any work done with her walking around!” Mckinley scoffed. Price tilted his head had he just said that?

“What did you just say, Bruce?” He could feel his temper flaring. Mckinley laughed. He knew he was getting to him.

“No, don’t get me wrong, she isn’t without her flaws, she’s soft, needy, daydreams she needs to focus. You obviously coddled her too much and I don’t blame you, if it was in my nature to be like that id have done the same but I believe in tough love, She clearly lacks certain disciplines…less yes, Daddy, more yes, Sir…but given time Im positive I can get her to her full potential…its going to be tough to break her…habits you’ve instilled a few bad ones in her. You’ve clearly never told her no…” He paused as the look on Price's face suggested cardiac arrest. Price could feel his heartbeat in his neck, this man was clearly insane…no sane person would talk like this…He gathered himself taking a deep breath in. Mckinley was lucky he was on base grounds or else Price would be caving his face in.

“Are you finished?” Price stroked his hand over his beard. Mckinley looked at him confused. Had he spoken out of turn? He nodded.

“Right…I’m going to leave now as I’m afraid what i might say next Bruce…but just know you wont be able to ‘Break’ Tank I’ve taught her well…” Price walked out of the room his fists clenched tight. He needed to find you, he needed you back with him back with the 141…where you belonged.

*******

Kyle was the first to spot you as you walked in to the common room, he patted the cushion next to him. You gave him a little smile. Ghost was perched on the arm of the couch he repositioned himself so you had more room.

“Well well, well, if it isn’t our little traitor!!” Soap roared a big grin plastered on his face, which quickly faded when you turned to laugh at him. You noticed his eyes scanning your face, the busted lip, the dark yellow bruise that reached round your eye and onto your cheeks bone. He almost looked sorry, his brows knitted together. He opened his mouth to speak but Ghost stopped him.

“Get her a beer Johnny…” He beckoned you over.

“I just need to speak to Dredd a minute, don’t let Soap drink that beer on me?” You rested your hand on his shoulder. He felt he warmth from your palm deep under his skin.shit. He nodded, but longed for your hand to rest there a little longer. Dredd jumped up following you into the little room just off to the side it was full of spare seating and an old Tv set.

“What’s up?” Dredd was almost whispering, you felt like a school girl telling her friend some gossip…oh how you wished that was the case.

“Well…Im not your bunk mate anymore…” You whispered back. Her eyes lit up.

“Am I shacked up with Ghosty? Please say yes…oh me Ghost and hand wash? I don’t usually dig Mohawks but they look like they come as a package deal which I’m ok with…” She looked hopeful, again you wished that was true

“No…your in with the rest of 8, I’m bunked up with Mckinley…” the words made you ill. Dredds face slowly changed as she registered your words. You lifted the sleeve of your T-shirt up showing her the red finger marks from his grip. Her mouth dropped open.

“Said its so he can keep an eye on me…doesn’t want me going walk about while I’m here…I don’t know what to do..I can’t tell the guys…” You rubbed your arm as if it would rub away the marks.

“You need to tell Pri…”

“No! He’s the last person I need to tell!” You sat down on one of the old chairs. You had no idea what you were going to do, who ever you got to try and help you would only be thwarted by Mckinley.

“I was afraid this would happen…I should have told you to take your request and shove it up your arse! Mckinley won't stop this till your his perfect little soldier…he’s warped Tank…he knows how devoted you were to Price and he wants that he wants your devotion and he will use it against you to benefit himself…” She leaned against the wall taking a long swig of her beer. So in other words you were fucked. Destined to be McKinley’s little toy soldier.

You could hear the guys out in the common room laughing, you could at least make the most of the time you had with everyone like this before you had to go back to being under the watchful eye of your new Captain. You patted Dredd on the shoulder, linking her arm to walk back round into the main room, but as you both turned the corner you noticed your seat was now occupied by a familiar face, a face that despite the pain it had caused, made you feel safe. Price was smiling at Soap but his body language was off, he looked tense.

“There she is!” Soap smiled at you, the look of sympathy still hadn't left his eyes. Price quickly glanced at you that eye-crinkling smile on his face as he stood up, but once he was up and his eyes landed on you properly the smile dropped, he almost tripped over Ghosts outstretched legs getting to you. Dredd slipped her arm from yours moving out of the way as Price bounded over. His hands hovered on either side of your face. His scent filled your lungs, cigars, kerosene and cedar. His dark blue eyes sad and full of questions you could only look into them for a second, before you had to look away.

The room was silent, even without knowing everything that had happened between you two, it was clear that this was a moment not to be interrupted.

“Tank…what? What happened?” He was whispering his words soft as his hands made contact with your face, the warmth from them soothing, his thumb gently sweeping over your cheekbone, it only made you wince slightly, it was still tender. You couldn't answer him, you didn’t know how to answer him. Him of all people wouldn’t believe you had fallen and damaged your face this bad…Ghost shifted, Price being so intimate with you riled him up and he knew why but he bit his tongue.

Price felt his heart drop, he knew what had happened you didn’t need to speak it was literally written on your face. The tough love and talk of breaking your habits was Mckinley to a T. His lip twitched. He was going to sort this out, this was too far. He slipped his hands to the back of your neck, tilting your head up gently he leant forward so you were eye level. He gave you that smile, but it didn’t meet his eyes. He straightened himself up, releasing your face. His whole body language had changed in an instant you could feel it and so could the entire room.

“Right.” And with that Price was out of the room before anyone could stop him. You shot Dredd a panicked look. It took the others a second to catch on.

“Shit!” Kyle jumped up at the same time as Ghost and Crest, all clambering for the door, Soap still didn’t have a clue what was going on, but followed anyway.

Kyle spotted Price he was already half way across the base, he had a feeling he knew where he was going…He glanced back at Ghost.

“Cap hang on a minute…” Kyle called after him, but Price kept walking.

“What’s going on?” Soap asked Crest as they caught up to Ghost and Kyle.

“Im not 100% sure, but I think Your Captain has just realised my Captain has given Tank a crack or two..either way it ain’t gonna be good…” Crest looked back at Soap, who looked enraged.

“He’s fucking what?” Soap spat he was fuming, but Price was on fire. Crest’s confirmation only fuelled him more.

“Price!..” But his words fell on deaf ears as Price had just spotted Mckinley.

Mckinley looked up a smirk on his face, he knew what was heading his way and he was ready.

Kyle and Soap had jogged ahead to stand in the way of Price, Kyle tried to stop him his fists gripping at his T-shirt attempting to pull him away, pleading with him to stop, but again it was no use Price was incensed. McKinley’s smirk only making him madder. With both Kyle and Soap now on him he was at a standstill, but still they struggled to keep him away, it was no use With two moves Kyle was on his arse and Soap thrown on top of him. Ghost hung back he was going to give Price one shot at Mckinley then he would step in.

“Ohh and here's me thinking your were the nicer one out of us two?” Mckinley watched as Kyle and Soap tried to jump back up.

“Ill show you fucking nice…” as he spat his words Price jabbed out at McKinley, but he missed leaving himself open to a stomach punch from Mckinley, it caused him to double over, it had knocked the wind out of him. Kyle and Soap stood in shock had he really missed? Even Ghost was debating stepping in and lamping Mckinley one now…but as Mckinley was distracted by his small victory he hadn’t noticed Price had righted himself and before he could move out the way Price's forehead made contact with his nose followed by a knee to the stomach, Mckinley crumbled to the ground. He went in for more but Ghost stepped in front of him, his hands on his chest pushing him back with all his strength, Price was pushing 40 but he was still stronger than any man half his age Ghost just about matched him.

“Right..that’ll do Captain…hes had enough…” Ghost didn’t even believe himself…he was dying to land one on the little shit, but knew there was a time and a place…but he had that coming to him.

“You ever lay a hand on her again…an ill make sure you regret it i swear to god…Ill have your fucking head Bruce…” Price was raging he was ready to bury Mckinley. Ghost tried to get Price’s focus on him, He looked Ghost in the eye but he couldn’t shake the image of you battered and bruised. If anything it fired him up for more.

“Captain enough…now you’ve had your go…but you can't go round knocking other Captains out…we'll get this sorted…” Ghost was still using all his strength to keep Price away from Mckinley. It wasn’t until Ghost noticed you to his left did he feel Price ease up. You defused him.

“Please John…Stop…just stop…” You glance down at Mckinley, he was grinning his teeth stained red. You couldn't even enjoy this moment because your knew now it would only get worse, he would ride you harder, hit you harder, grind you down faster, berate you quicker. If anything Price had only soothed his own ego…you felt no joy in seeing Mckinley bleed, because you knew he was going to make you bleed even more…

Price watched as you walked away, he felt deflated…the red mist clearing he realised what he had done was probably going to bite him on the arse…

********

“She’s back one day and she’s already caused a mass brawl…” Helen's shrill voice rang round the med bay. She looked Mckinley up and down. He wasn't at all how John had described him, she thought he was quite good-looking.

“Let’s take a look at you eh? And John did this? I don’t know, that man wants his head testing…all this over a silly little girl…” Helen snapped a pair of gloves, she tilted his face to check for any breakages. She could feel his eyes on her.

“You got something to say Captain?” She gripped her light to check his pupils.

“No…ahhh you don’t seem to like Tank very much? Why’s that?” Mckinley caught on that he must of hit a nerve when she didn’t answer him and instead sat back on her stool.

“Wanna know what my issue with Tank is? Really?”

“Yes…I’m her new captain now i need to know these things,” Mckinley laughed.

“Well, lucky you…for a start, she’s nothing but trouble so watch out for that, she could cause an argument in an empty room…and do you know what she’s a manipulator she uses her looks and ‘charm’ to get those poor lads to do whatever she says…oh and don’t even get me started on her and Johns relationship… he's old enough to be her dad! Give or take a few years…he had her round at his house a few months back…god knows what they got up to…all alone in that big house in the country, it's a lovely house really is…well they weren’t completely alone…Kyle was there as well but they definitely had some time, just the two of them…he picked her up yah know drove all the way to Manchester for her and back…I had to get the train down!” Mckinley interrupted her. “Did you say she was at his house? Do you think they slept together?”

“Well I don’t know for certain, she apparently dating his neighbour Luke lovely lad, big strong, handsome…I don’t know what he sees in her…can’t wait for him to find out what she really does…she’s better off with someone like that brute Riley…at least he seems interested in her”

“Wait, wait so Tank is dating Price's neighbour? But he doesn’t know what she really does as a job? And you're telling me Ghost also has feelings for Tank?” Mckinley was in awe he had struck gold with this one.

“Yes…and yeh Ghost definitely has a thing for her…which winds John up. I say let them have at it…but again Tank wouldn’t because she has this silly little crush on John, she probably thinks its love but its nothing more than a silly little infatuation! She needs to get a grip…and so does John; this thing between them would never work…hes kidding himself,” Helen finally stopped.

“Well, she’s not part of the 141 anymore is she, she’s part of my little family now…” Mckinley patted Helen on the thigh.

“Yeh your right…he was gutted though when he found out she had left…went right to the top…if she hadn’t though he never would of let her go…so she must of realised it was never going to work out between them…” Helen finished dressing the cut on McKinley’s nose.

“All sorted…take these painkillers 3 times a day, ill need to see you before you leave, also I could do with seeing Tank actually…routine physio check-in for her shoulder while she’s here…so send her to me first thing tomorrow morning.” Helen snapped the gloves off throwing them in the waste bin next to her feet.

“Will do Doc and thanks again for the info” As he got up to leave he winked causing Helen to blush. What was John talking about, this man wasn't a monster if anything the real monster had been at his side much longer.

***********

Your head was spinning, you sat on the edge of your bunk, you were dreading Mckinley coming back from the med bay, from what Kyle had told you Dr O‘Brian was still stationed at the base so she definitely would have something to say. To Mckinley…maybe well done for kicking your head in…you knew she would love a go given the chance, but you were certain you would, but the lanky bitch on her flat arse…you could feel your blood boiling at the thought of them together plotting how to make you suffer…

The door creaked open, you half expected Dredd even Kyle or Ghost, but no such luck. The hairs on the back of your neck stood up as Mckinley slinked into the room. All your senses were on alert…ready to take action just in case….

“Well what an afternoon that was…I think PRice really enjoyed that…fighting for your honour…” He shut the door behind him locking it. The click of the lock echoed in the small room. You stood up, moving towards the desk on the other side of the room. He followed.

“She a real talker that Doctor isn’t she? Dozens like you very much i can tell you that for nothing…or Ghost, but I don’t blame her on that one…she seems to think he has a thing for you? A little crush?” He moved closer. A little crush Ghost? What were they on about?

“Dr O’brian doesn’t know what she’s talking about…she deranged” as you looked away he closed the gap between you, his hand clutching your jaw. You stumbled back into the desk, your hands flying up to his wrist. His eyes were focused on you.

“Funny that, she had a lot to say about you and Price as well…little weekends away at his house? You and him all alone in the country…getting up to god knows what? Price the dirty dog…Oh an you didn’t tell me about Luke? We’ll have to nip that in the bud won't we? It would be for the best…civs and us never work out”

You struggled against him, but he pressed his body into yours pining you to the desk, you kicked out at him your other hand pushing at his chest, he pulled your face up to meet his.

“Don’t even think for a second that I’m going to let you rejoin the 141…your part of my squad now and the only way out is dismissal or death….”

[raffe156]

Breakaway State part 3

Pairing - Price X Female OC “Tank”

Summary - Tank is a thief, Price is still having bad dreams, Luke pitching a tent, Toy fighting*, Mckinley has control issues, Jumping out of helicopters and Kyle is just happy to have Tank back.

A/N - Honestly, I love you lot! The memes the asks all of it thank you so much! I know this was meant to be Sqaud * and 141 sharing but I've split it up to be honest it just means the next bit is halfway done and will be uploaded sooner x

Warnings - NSFW, smut, safe sex, p in v, Angst. Language, Age gap Price (39) reader (25), Violence, fighting, abuse, abuse of power, injury, Blood, mentions of death, mentions of scars

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“You heard anything from Tank, Kyle?” Price knew you and him spoke often.

“No not spoke to her since last week…Oh But I did get sent a picture…wanna see?” Kyle pulled his phone out searching for the image. He smiled angling his phone towards Price. It was a candid picture of you, you looked deep in thought or spaced out the looks were the same. You must have been on a mission when it was taken as your were fully geared up AK hugged to your body, you were cold…you hated the cold. Price stared at the image for a few minute longer…then he noticed your hat…a black beanie with a little green stitch, too big for your head because it wasnt yours, it was his. Price gave a little chuckle. When had you swiped that from him?

“Something funny boss? I know she looks like a right miserable get” Kyle took another look at the phone smiling.

Price felt a sense of pride knowing you had his hat on, even thought the T-shirt was back with him you still had his hat, still holding on. Still had some of him with you.

“Yeh she does…who sent it to you?” Price still hadn’t looked away from your face.

“Dredd sent it over, said she’s doing ok, but…” Kyle paused he thought for a moment if it was a good idea to tell Price what Dredd had mentioned.

“But? Go on…” The flutter in his chest had been replaced by a sinking feeling now. Something wasn’t right and it something wasnt right he needed to know.

“No…I think she’s just homesick…you know how she is…different team, different ways of doing things Tank is stubborn shell learn”

“Yeh you can say that again…if she would have spoken to me I would have put her straight…Mckinley is a nut job…but hey she went off thinking she knew best…”

It was clear Price still felt the sting of you leaving without telling him and his nights were still plagued with vivid nightmares, the latest one was of him of finding your lifeless body in a ditch, him being too late to save you as always, Mckinley taunting him from inside his head. It was safe to say Price hadn’t had a good night's sleep in weeks, but what else was new.

*******

“That’s meant to be a 2 man tent?” You looked at Luke as he finished hammering in the last tent peg.

“Yes it's meant to be a 2 man tent… cosy one” He burst out laughing he had no idea how the air mattress would fit. Neither did you…least you were used to sleeping on the cold ground, there was that time in Bahrain when you and Price had slept in a ditch together in the middle of the desert. A faint smile tugged at the corner of your mouth. Luke thought it was for him.

“Have you seen through my plan? Is now a good time to say there’s only one sleeping bag? It’s an extra large double one, but I’m a big guy” He backed you up against his Old Defender, arms either side of you. He did cause a stir inside you he really did, your body reacted well to him, but your mind hesitated.

“Only one sleeping bag? Why do I feel like I’m in a romance novel? I’m sure we will manage Luke, I’ve done my fair share of sharing single mattresses and sleeping bags! It will have to do for the next 2 days” You laughed thinking about when you had to share a single bed with Kyle in a grim hotel just outside of Columbia, Kyle was a cuddler. That had been for 2 nights only getting a few hours relief when Price would wake Kyle up to change watch. Price had slept in the questionable armchair the first 2 nights letting you take the bed, he only gave in when you shouted at him to get in bed on the last night. When Kyle came to wake you up to switch he had found you tucked into Price, your face buried in his side and his arm around you tight. Kyle decided against waking you and went back on watch. Later when being asked why he hadn’t woke you. He said it was too precious of a moment to ruin! It was the best you had both slept…especially as later that night you ended up getting shot not telling Price and attempting to sew yourself back up.

“I’d love to visit that planet that you go to so much?” Luke was currently fiddling with the drawstring on your hoodie.

“Ill get you a ticket for next time” you reached up pulling him into a kiss just as he pulled the drawstrings tight making your hood close up.

******

The fire crackled, the smoke permeating your pores and hair follicles. As you watched it crackle, Luke watched you, the way the warm orange glow light up inside your eyes and the way the shadows moved around your face.

“Getting pretty late, wanna hit the hay?” He couldn't hide the smirk, he knew you could see right through him. You shook your head, laughing. Oh yeh you definitely did see right through him.

“Yeh wow look at the time…9:30pm” You leaned into him. His sturdiness supporting you. Luke rested his head on top of yours he loved the way the smoke had mixed with the smell of your shampoo, he could smell it on your skin as well, Smokey sweet vanilla, it made his mouth water. He pulled your face up to meet his, his lips softly making their way up your neck, his beard rough on your soft flesh. It gave you goosebumps, he could feel them under his lips. He wanted you there and then out in the open, next to the fire.

“Luke…lets get inside the tent….” You ran your fingers through his hair , your nails raking his scalp. He didn’t need to be told twice, he picked you up almost falling into the tent.

“Christ sake Luke! Haha don’t want the air mattress popping do we!” Your heart was beating through your chest. Were you nervous? You watched as Luke fumbled with the zip of the tent. He quickly removed his boots an yours as he did you pulled your hoodie over your head, Luke mirrored your motions also removing his jumper. A grin plastered on his face he made you giddy.

“Help me off with my pants please…” it was a genuine request there wasn’t any room to stand up in the tent so pulling them off was a struggle, he nodded instead of rushing like before he gently hooked his fingers into the waistband slowly shimming them down your legs till they slipped off. He unbuckled his belt leaning forward to slip his jeans off his backside as he did he fell forward into you, making you both burst out laughing.

You helped him pull them off with your foot.

Luke knelt infront of you, both in just a T-shirt and underwear, he began to run his hand back up you leg the roughness of his palm causing a little gasp to escape, his thumb stopping over a large scar on your thigh. Oh you remembered why you were nervous now…Luke still didn’t know what you really did for a job…he hadn’t seen all your scars he had only seen the ones on your hands. It was a good job blood didn’t stain skin. What would he say, maybe he wouldn’t notice all of them, there was a fair few. Maybe you could leave your T-shirt on? Maybe he wouldn’t even ask?

“How did you get that?” He was still running his finger along it. Shit. You had been stabbed by one of the world's most wanted terrorists? No!

“Fell off my bike as a kid…into a metal fence” you quickly pulled his face forward into yours, kissing him gently, catching his bottom lip in your teeth. Even in the dimly lit tent you could see his pupils had blown completely. He had all but forgotten about your scar, but you still started thinking of other excuses to explain the many others. Luke pulled his top over his head you instinctively reached out to touch his chest, you ran your fingers over the dark chest hair. He was solid exactly how you had imagined. He pulled you to the edge of the air mattress, you thighs resting on top of his, he was boiling hot it almost stung your skin. When had you breathing got so heavy? He motioned to remove your T-shirt but you clung to it, you hands flying down to hold the hem. Luke’s up in the air as if he was showing he was unarmed.

“Ok…top can stay on…but can I…” he reached around you slowly as if you may snap at him any moment. Once you realised he was just trying to unhook your bra you eased up, pulling the straps down to help slip it out from under your T-shirt. As soon as the bra was off he gently pushed you down onto your back. He rested his hand on your hip his thumb rubbing back and forth. It sent a pulse down to your core. With his other he cupped your breast softly licking at your nipple through your T-shirt softly biting at it as it hardened under his touch. Arching your back you felt his bulge brush against your centre he was big. You felt the rumble of a moan as he sucked your nipple he was now rubbing his thumb over your other one. Even through the T-shirt, you could feel his warm breath as he sucked. You wanted his hands all over you wanted them searing into your skin. As he pulled back to admire you he let out a small groan. His mouth sounded wet an you wanted it on you.

“Look at what you’ve done to me…” he had pulled his cock out an began slowly stroking himself you could hear the wet sounds of it in his fist as he pumped away. He knew how to pull at your cords you could feel the slickness in between your thighs your underwear as soaked as your T-shirt.

“Touch yourself for me…” He almost sounded like he was begging. You did as you were told pulling you underwear to the side. Before you could get your hand near yourself Luke had your fingers in his mouth his tongue running over each finger. You nearly melted into the floor.

“Nice an wet for you…” he placed his free hand on your thigh a tight grip. You were speechless.

You dipped your fingers inside yourself, an you were right he did know how to pull at your cords. As you rubbed little circles over your clit Luke pushed his middle finger inside you, your walls immediately clenched around him.

“Let’s see what two fingers does to you eh?” As the words left his lips he slipped his ring finger inside you slowly curling them up, the thickness of them caused you to let out a little whimper.

“There’s a good girl…does that feel nice? Tell me”

“It feels so good…sir…”

The combination of you rubbing yourself an his fingers had made your mind go to mush. You didn’t realise what you had said till you heard Luke chuckle.

“Sir? I like that…what about Captain?”

The word brought you round from your haziness, like a smack to the face it felt like a sharp sting. Luke picked up on your sudden mood change while slipping the condom on.

“Sorry too far?…I don’t mind sir…or whatever” in an effort not to ruin the mood you played along, he wasn’t to know you had imagined many a time Your real Captain an you in this very same situation. He didn’t know he was partly to blame for you an said Captain coming to blows an ultimately deciding it wouldn’t work, he didn’t know you had left your team and your captain as you couldn’t stand to be around him an his “girlfriend” and now called another man Captain a man who paled in comparison a man who if you were being honest scared you half to death.

Luke didn’t know how much weight that word carried.

“No…not at all” you reached out to him giving him your best smile even in the growing darkness of the tent. He angled his body as he hunched over you kissing your neck, his skin smelt of cut grass, cold air and aftershave. It tasted salty as you kissed his shoulder. He slowly edge the tip inside you pushing just halfway in allowing you to adjust around him.

“God it feels so good even with this on…” He edged in further. You could feel him holding back as if he was scared he was going to break you, he was definitely the biggest you had had the full feeling was a new one an you had to angle your hips so he didn’t hit your cervix but even at this pace you were close.

“You can be abit rough you know I don’t mind at all…sir” You kissed under his jaw as you whispered into his ear. Your words sent him wild causing him to buck his hips into yours the sound of his thighs slapping against your backside could probably be heard across the site, but you both didn’t care. Both crying out into the night like wild animals. Both melting together, as you came undone under him the faint smell of cigars and gun oil filled your nose and instead of a mess of dark curls was a short clipped auburn cut, pale grey eyes replaced for dark blue ones. You weren’t looking at Luke you were looking at John. You shut your eyes and kissed John away deciding it wasn’t fair to Luke.

He let out a low grunt as his hips stuttered. He crashed down to your side pulling you tightly to him, his hair falling in front of his face.

He ran his thumb over your lips as you combed your fingers through his dark curly hair pushing it out of his face.

“Where have you been all my life woman?” He kissed the top of your head.

Fighting a never ending war alongside your Captain.

********

“What do you mean sharing the base sir?” Kyle had mixed emotions on one hand he got to see you for a few days on the other he had to see you with a different team, with another Captain.

“Squad 8 are going to be bunking here for a few days a quick stop over before they are relocated to their next housing state” Price avoided eye contact with Kyle, he knew he would give himself away. He was looking forward to seeing you, maybe get a chance to talk with you, but the idea of Mckinley lurking around made his blood pressure rise.

“Well, at least we get Tank for a few days eh boss? Like the good old days” Kyle gave him a weak smile. They both missed you and this was better than nothing.

********

“hahaha ok, ok, you win! I submit!” Crest tapped your leg causing you to release him from the arm bar you had him in.

“Told you didn’t I? Haha even at 6ft 2’ Crest, no man is too big to fall!” You laughed, helping him up from the ground. Crest laughed as you hoisted him up.

“Small but might eh Tank? Got some strength in you girl…Glad your on our side!” He patted you on the back. Dredd threw you your water bottle.

“Think that move will help me bag Ghosty?” She leant on the ropes of the boxing ring, you cocked your eyebrow at her, she was being deadly serious.

“I think it would take more than that to bag Ghost…” You scoffed, but you did imagine how you would grapple him to the ground, he defiantly wouldn’t go down as easy as Crest.

“Imagining how you would do it?”

“…yeh…”

Dredd threw a towel at your head. From the corner of your eye you spotted Mckinley strutting into the gym hall as he got closer the mood changed dramatically as if a dark cloud had rolled in on an otherwise sunny day. The cut was just healing above Crest's eyebrow from where Mckinley had struck him that night. You had never seen a Captain turn on his lieutenant like that in all your years of service, maybe the odd cross word but nothing on that level, you thought of Price and Ghost going to blows like that…

“Not packing up yet are you?” McKinley’s words cut through the room, Dredd flickered her eyes at your hand wraps as if to say ‘start unwrapping them now’ but it was already too late.

“Course not, still have your wraps on Tank…how about it? Let's see if you can knock me on my arse like you did to Crest…come on let's see how well Price trained you?”

Before you could answer he was already in the ring. He was stocky and well built, you had sparred with bigger men and women but none as volatile as him.

“Ok…fair enough…but I’m warning you, Price taught me well” you gave him a playful smirk, a little bit of banter. You regretted it instantly as his grin had dropped into a straight line in the blink of an eye. Dredd looked from you to Mckinley, her expression said it all…

As you readied yourself, you noticed him watching you like a hawk, you just needed to get him on his arse as quickly as possible, take him down, but then wouldn’t that just make him angrier? But you couldn't just let him win?

The first blow to your stomach caused you to double over…the wind knocked from your lungs…

“HEY!! I hadn’t even rung the bell!” Dread was shouting from the side.

“Sorry but she wasn't paying attention…thought I'd bring her back down to earth…no time to be daydreaming out in the field Tank, that’s how you die…No Captain Price here to jump in front of a bullet for you…” His lip curled up as he spoke. Your blood began to boil. He was rilling you up. He wanted you unfocused. Dredd rang the bell.

“I took the bullet for him actually!” You managed to evade his next punch by ducking as you did you reached to lock his leg into a hold to pull him down, but he was one step ahead and his elbow connected with your shoulder blade. You just needed to get him on his back.

“That’s even worse…which shoulder was it…this one?” He shot a blow to your shoulder. The pain ripped through it like toothache. He was pushing you off the edge now.

“No wonder you left…must of gone soft in his old age eh?” He attempted another jab to your shoulder, but you managed to block this one landing a blow to his chest. It seemed to only hype him up further, but you knew he had felt the rage behind it. You took your chance your blows rained in on him, tight and fast but not fast enough his elbow came up again clashing with your skull this time, before you could right yourself another blow to your chest, then a third to your head. He didn’t stop. He had you where he wanted you now. You could hear the bell ringing but he didn’t stop blow after blow you could hear Dredd shouting for him to stop…his final punch was to your face he had seen an opening and went for it. Your lip smashed against your teeth splitting instantly. It rattled your skull.

You reached out with one hand resting it on his forearm the other palm up in surrender…you looked up at him…so close that you could hear his heartbeat. He changed his stance, disarming himself. Mckinley glanced down at your lip, blood from your nose had mingled with that from your lips causing your teeth to be stained dark red. He swiped his thumb along your bottom lip, the salt from his hands causing it to sting.

“Don’t worry…your with me now…I'll toughen you up”

*********

“How long have you been sat here?” Ghost handed Kyle a coffee. It was about 5am, cold and windy, but Kyle had been sat outside waiting for you to arrive.

“Not long actually…they should be arriving soon…where’s the Captain?” Kyle took the coffee gladly. He knew Price was probably hiding in his office using the excuse of paperwork to keep him busy. Ghost lifted his mask up to drink his tea, black no sugar, two teabags.

“He’s hiding in his office… don't blame him to be honest…Mckinley is a cunt wouldn’t be surprised if he nuts him as soon as he claps eyes on him…they go way back…Price was there when he got the nickname The Buthcer…nasty little fucker…” Ghost clocked Kyles's shocked expression.

“An he’s Tank's new Captain? What the fuck?” Kyle pressed his fingers into his eyes. What were you doing?

“We need to talk to her, I don't like this…she doesn’t belong with them…she’s 141 born and bred, Price needs to talk some sense into her…I need to talk some sense into her…Its not right…” Ghost rested his hand on Kyles's shoulder he felt sorry for the lad he really did miss you, If he was being honest Ghost missed you.

“Listen Kyle…she’s made of strong stuff our girl…she’ll be ok you never know she might love being with them…”

*******

Your stomach was in knots, as the helicopter got closer to the base. You knew Kyle would be waiting for you he had text you late last night. Dredd had done her best at treating your lip and covering your black eye and brushed cheekbone, but it was no good you looked busted. Your plan was to tell them you fell…easily done in your line of work. God you hated how you were trying to cover for Mckinley, bu you wanted to avoid as much chaos as possible the next few days. You glanced out the window, you were half a mile out from the base, but you could still make out Kyle in blue and the huge black mass that was Ghost. Your heart jumped in your chest, you hadn’t realised how much you had missed them. Noticing your little smile Dredd squeezed your thigh.

“Kyle is so cute bet he's been waiting since early this morning…He really does wear that mask all the time doesn’t he?” Dredd was now leaning over you to get a better look at Ghost.

“He really does…I’m going to get him to take it off one day…” You both giggled like school girls. Mckinley cleared his throat his boot knocking yours. You exchanged looks with Dredd. You grew impatient as the helicopter descended, already unbuckling your belt, Kyle noticed your squirming in your seat his heart swelling at the site of you, he couldn't hold it in he set off jogging towards the helicopter.

“And there he goes…” Ghost sighed a smile pulling at his mouth.

The landing was taking too long, as soon at it touched the ground you didn’t even wait to be cleared or dismissed by Mckinley, you bolted like a dog off its lead, nearly hitting the deck you legged it towards Kyle jumping up into his open arms. You breathed him in, fresh air, wet tarmac, coffee and lynx body spray you had missed it, he smelt like home.

“Missed me Garrick?” You didn’t even lift your head, instead you held on to him tigher, he did the same.

“Course I did you clown!”

Kyle glanced over at Squad 8, He clocked Mckinley straight away, he was the guy starting through him.

“Come on you two, break it up…” Ghost caught a glimpse of your face. His eyes narrowed.

“What the fuck is that about?” He pulled your face up towards the light. He could feel his blood boiling.

“Kyle put her down…let me see your face…now” you tried to brush him off but he wasn't playing around. Kyle turned his head to look at what the fuss was about. His eyes widened as he saw your cheekbone.

“What the fuck Tank? How did that happen?” Kyle was now holding your face and inspecting your lip.

“I fell over while out on recon, uneven terrain wasn't watching where I was going you know me…” They looked at each other, they didn’t buy it. Ghost looked over at Mckinley, then back at you.

Surely he wasn't that stupid to bring you back damaged, knocked about…Ghost knew Mckinley believed in ‘Tought love’, but was he that arrogant that he wanted to show off his handy work to Price. Ghost sighed.

“Fair enough Kid, come on let's get you inside it's cold.”

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Chain Mail and Silk

Pairing - Price X MC (Tank) F!reader

Summary - Little fluff drabble for the Knights AU

A/N - The brain rot I have for this AU is crazy haha I wrote this today while nursing a hangover from being out very late last night so please enjoy!

I really appreciate all the recent feedback and asks! Please keep em coming! Especially to the anon that started this DLC 🤣

Warnings - slight angst, forbidden love? Language, fluff, Age gap Relationship, Price (40) Tank, (25) she defo should be married off by that age haha

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Call of duty characters - Only Tank & Luke

Tags: @shuttlelauncher81 @fanficandartgal @deadbranch @soapyghost​ @mostannoyingbillioner @chb-7

“My lady, please let me finish it off for you, your fingers look sore…” Cece pleaded with you.

“No…it’s quite alright…ow…I want to do it myself”

A few more stitches an you were finished, your initials just legible in gold thread, it wasn’t perfect but it would do. You looked at Cece triumphantly.

“Very nice mlady”

“Let’s just hope he actually does ask for my favour after all that”

********

Price watched as you took your seat in the royal box, your father being an advisor to the king allowed for that privilege. He had donned his best armour and rode out onto the field, his heart pounding with anticipation. The slight scandal of him asking for your favour was not lost on him. He was the knight commander his mind was meant to be focused on battle plans and strategies, not wooing a lady of the court 15 years younger than him.

Your eyes fixed on him as he rode towards you. You had convinced yourself he wasn’t going to ask you and ask one of the other women instead, but there he was just below you with that eye crinkling smile that made your heart flutter.

“My lady, may I ask for your favour? Such a token would be an honour to an old knight commander such as myself” there were a few mumbles as you leant forward.

“Of course Sir Price” you handed him your handkerchief his hand holding on to yours for a few seconds longer than needed. As you slowly withdrew your hand Price looked down at the silk handkerchief, your initials embroidered in gold thread on the corner, just under the last stitch a tiny dark spot, you must of pricked your finger.

“Thank you my lady, I shall keep it next to my heart for it shall protect me better than any chain mail” he bowed his head as he folded it up tucking it under his breast plate. You bowed your head in return his kind words making your cheeks flush. The mumbling started up again, but you didn’t care, The knight commander had asked for your favour.

*******

The day was long and grueling, but Price fought with all his strength and skill. And in the end, he emerged victorious, having unhorsed all his opponents and won the tournament. Even at his age his level an skill never let him down even against men half his age.

As he removed his helmet and wiped the sweat from his brow, he felt a surge of pride and joy at the sight of you stood applauding his final victory your eyes wide with excitement. He hoped Garrick had got the message to Cece that he wanted to meet with you later that night in the eastern tower.

*******

As the whole castle slept you creeped through the dark corridors all the way to the eastern tower a tall candle lighting your way. You climbed the steep stone steps to the top opening the door to the small room, you thought maybe Price had changed his mind as it was empty but then from the shadows he appeared his dark blue eyes as if light from behind greeted you from the dark.

“I thought you’d changed your mind” you placed your candle on a near by dresser.

“Never…” he closed the distance between you in one stride, his arms wrapping around you pulling you back tight to his chest his face buried in your hair.

“You did well today, I heard the king singing your praises and you made a lot of men very rich by the way” you rested your hand on the back of his head.

“I don’t care about making other men rich and I’d take you singing my praises over the king any day” he mumbled the words into your hair.

“Don’t let the king hear you say that…or my father for that matter…he still wants me married off to sir Luke the one with the highland cows” Your words made Price step back he hated when you spoke of your fathers numerous attempts at marrying you to the highest bidder, it caused his heart to ache and blood to boil.

“Sir Luke can gladly fuck off…” Price scowled at even the repetition of the name.

“Never mind all that…..what was it you wanted to show me?” There was that child like excitement in your eyes again, your hands clasped together tight.

“Sit down” he guided you to sit in the small seat by the candle light, the glow illuminated your face and it almost caused his heart to cease, you were the most beautiful creature he had ever had the grace to lay eyes upon and here you were entertaining an old fool of a man.

Price handed you a small velvet box. Inside was his gold signet ring, his family crest engraved on the front.

“I know this is not nearly as beautiful as your handkerchief," he said, "But I hope you'll wear it in some form as a symbol of my love for you” as he spoke you took the ring from the box and slipped it on to your ring finger holding your hand up to admire how it looked in the candle light, you smiled at him, your best smile only reserved for him, it made his heart pang back to life in his chest.

“It looks rather nice on that finger doesn’t it?” Your smile turned to a grin. Price gave you a small smile, he would love nothing more than to slip a wedding band onto your finger, fully an finally claiming you as his an him yours, for the whole kingdom to see, but that was a new kind of war he hadn’t yet planned a strategy for, but for now he simply agreed with you.

“It does my love…it truly does” he held your hand up kissing it just below where the ring sat.

******

You had both been talking for hours entangled on the old ornate lounger as the tall candle was now just a wick fighting to stay alight.

“You better get back to your chambers mlady…I’m sure Cece will be thinking I’ve had my wicked way with you…” Price nuzzled his face into your neck his beard tickling you.

“I’m sure she will be climbing the walls, that or hunting poor Garrick down!” You laughed at the thought as you made you way to the door Garrick was a highly decorated knight and had fought in many battles but he was terrified of little Cece.

“Will I see you tomorrow?” You looked back at him.

“I’ll make sure to find you, maybe I’ll escort you on you afternoon ride? Cece permitting” He bowed his head taking your hand in his again to kiss it. You longed for his kisses on other parts of your body. Parts that made your skin run hot an heart to beat loud like a drum.

“I’d very much like that…” you made your way down the steep steps the cold wall guiding you down.

“Good night mlady” he bowed his head once more. This parting ways was always bittersweet as now you had to return to your respective roles only offering small glances an secret smiles across crowded rooms. Price watched as you made your way back to your chambers the glow from the moon lighting your way. Though it pained him, he knew you would hold his token of love close to your heart an he yours.

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Honestly the angst idea that Price has the Dr and Tank spends her heat with Ghost…it makes me feral (no pun intended)

The thought that he’s getting to be with her in that way ahhh! I just know for a fact he’s seeing it as he’s helping her out haha aw I love it!! 💖

Hahaha see what we have caused @fanficandartgal 🤣💖

Ghost would think he was helping her out…aswell as getting some 👀

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Seriously all the love I’ve got from Part 1 made me sit down after work last night an start part 2 so currently at 2k an writing all day today my loves!! 💖

P.s the first bit is abit dark so strap in 💔

@fanficandartgal & @shuttlelauncher81 are mostly to thank for those memes an the suggestion of Tank sending the T-shirt back gave me all sorts of feelings!!

Think all you lot that are condoning Ghosts behaviour are gonna like this one 💀

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Don’t know if you’ve been asked this before, but has Kyle ever fancied Tank? Like it would be so sad if he was in love with her but her and Price have this thing and hes just sat on the side line? 🥲

like I just was like hmm when he was drunk getting panicked because he didnt know where she was and when he was waiting for her an they way he hugged her? I might be totally off haha

Either way love your stuff! <3

I havent been asked that before!

Kyle loves Tank like a sister, she is his ride or die someone he can depend on. They help each other through it all, He knows something is going on with Price and her!

As the great @fanficandartgal said 😌💖