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Howdy Lorenzo! I was wondering if you could do some headcanons about Felix, Troy and Adler, I just played the campaign and I'm just : 🥵🥵
HEADCANONS BO6 – FELIX NEUMANN, TROY MARSHALL, ADLER RUSSELL
♡┊TW: face sitting, eat out, rough sex, penetration, blowjobs, afab reader, praise kink unstable relationship, degradation, fingering, 69, spoilers, porn plot, etc.
♡ 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒙 𝒏𝒆𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒏 ♡
This man really has two sides, firstly he will obviously try to be a gentleman and treat you like royalty or as if he is afraid to touch you and break you in some way. The first few times you two have sex are really focused on Felix making you cum first, often he'll just eat you out or make you sit on his face while he uses his fingers to play with your clit, showering you with compliments and often a few words coming out in German because he's too excited to formulate a sentence in English.
He'll make you cum so hard you won't even be able to stand up from all the shaking – Neumann is the kind of man who will go to great lengths to make you squirt and leave you relaxed enough to stop thinking about your problems, especially if the two of you are on a mission together.
He likes to tell you how beautiful and radiant you are with every move you make in bed, his hands will grip your waist while his blue eyes stare at your breasts that swing with every deep thrust of his cock into your cunt. "Fuck... Those are the most beautiful tits I've ever seen, schatz..." the older blond would praise you while making you tremble with his touch, the combination of his cock penetrating you with his fingers on your clit was enough to make you cum before him, and then he would be able to cum without the weight of the conscience of "using" you.
However, he has a very dominant side and when he is stressed and loses control, he cannot maintain his pacifist and oakish appearance, making you even surprised by the change of personality he can have.
The German will fuck you and maneuver you like a rag doll around the room, changing positions every time you are going to cum just to take his cock out and hold your face, staring into your eyes. "Haven't you heard yet, you little whore? You're only going to cum when I tell you to."
He will bite you, mark you, cum on your face and will act like everything but the gentleman he is when he is in his normal state. He would growl, his hips snapping forward, fucking you harder and harder. His cock would be throbbing inside you, his balls slapping against your ass with each stroke. He then leaned forward, his teeth sinking into his shoulder, biting down hard enough to leave a mark.
"Holy Fuck... I'm gonna fill this tight little pussy with my cum... Gonna breed you like the little whore you are..." He then pulled out, his cock throbbing in his hand as he stroked, aiming for your pussy. He then came, his hot cum shooting out of his cock and landing on your pussy, coating your folds and clit with his thick seed.
"Mmm... That's it... Take my cum inside you... Let it fill you up..." He would purr, his fingers continuing to push his cum deeper into your pussy, making sure you were well filled with his seed.
However, after the moment of excitement and lust has passed, he will make sure you are okay and apologize if he was too rough, cleaning you up and kissing every mark he made – hugging you softly while wiping his cum off you with a wet tissue. "Rest, süsser... When you wake up I'll cook your favorite dish ok?"
♡ 𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍 ♡
Troy is initially much more distant and casual, putting up a barrier between the two of you because of his trauma with Jane and the lack of trust he has begun to feel toward others. He may be less vocal and simply enjoy your moans; small compliments may come from him occasionally, but nothing too affectionate if the two of you are nothing more than casual partners.
One of the most frequent things he'd say at first, and the closest he’d come to real affection, would be, "Fuck, babe, you're squeezing my dick so hard..." Marshall will only start showing you extra affection once you prove yourself trustworthy and demonstrate that you care about his feelings.
He enjoys doing 69 with you, but you’ll only reach that level of intimacy after earning it; before, he’d insisted that oral sex was too intimate for just 'friends with benefits.'
Troy’s mustache tickles a little, creating a unique friction against you, but he’ll make sure you get used to it and not think about it too much – especially since the combination of his tongue on your clit and you choking on his dick is enough to make your mind go blank. He'll still be dominant, but not like before. He’ll make you take your time, not rushing you or forcing his cock down your throat, and he’ll start to open up more to compliments.
"You're doing great, baby... You're fucking beautiful. Just take your time, okay?" Marshall would say calmly as he slid two fingers inside you, his tongue working in tandem to bring you to orgasm. This marked an evolution from the first meaningless encounters you had; it was no longer just a transition but a real feeling of making each other feel good.
He'll make you ride his cock after the second time he sees you cum on his fingers. You'll be sensitive enough for him to feel your walls squeezing him tightly, as if milking him was the only thing you knew how to do.
The previously degrading nicknames are now replaced by a mix of soft compliments. "That's it, little whore... You look so beautiful with my cock in that gorgeous pussy of yours. Do you hear that sound?" the taller man groans, holding your neck gently while thrusting faster, making your legs tremble. His other hand grips your waist, keeping you from falling, even though you barely feel your toes touching the wooden floor anymore.
"Hear that? You're dripping—uh, fuck, hot as fuck." He growls softly, giving your ass a slap before pulling his cock out of your wet heat and giving gentle taps on the outside of your pussy, prolonging your orgasm even more. He kisses you softly on the cheek, smiling smugly into your neck, though there’s a hint of affection there. "So desperate to cum, sweetheart? Use your words, and maybe I'll let you."
After finishing inside you, he cleans you up and offers one of his shirts to cover yourself. It’s rare, but sometimes he likes to share his bed with you. "Lie here; don’t worry, I'll be here when you wake up."
♡ 𝒂𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒍 ♡
This old mf disappeared and came back into your arms as if nothing had happened, but he's so homesick and stressed that your reunion will be him burying himself as deep as he can inside you.
After some arguing and him trying to apologize, he decides the best way to make it up to you is by fucking the frustration out of both of you. He drags you to an empty spot in the tower, far enough that Woods won’t have his afternoon nap interrupted by your moans. You try to resist, still upset about his sudden disappearance, but honestly, he loves it when you get feisty, when you try to push him away. It only makes him want you more.
"Shut up and take it, angel face." Russell growls in your ear as he sits you on his lap, pulling down your pants and spreading your thighs wide. He slips two fingers into your mouth for you to suck, then pulls them out and slides them into your pussy without warning. You feel filled by his thick digits—a bold move that makes you whimper—but he finally manages to make you stay quiet. "Oh fuck... You want me to stay right here, between these pretty legs, fucking this sweet pussy until you're a sobbing, shaking mess... Don't you?"
He makes you stand up just to have the pleasure of pressing you roughly against the wall, forcing you to stick your ass up for him. He spanks your sensitive flesh, watching you tremble and wet his fingers even more, like a bitch in heat. He bites your neck, leaving hickeys on your skin. "You missed this as much as I did... I know you did. Fuck, you're such a whore, aren't you? I don’t know how I had the courage to let you loose without my eyes on you all this time."
"One more, baby. Give me one more orgasm before I fuck this tight little cunt with my cock." His fingers never stopping their relentless assault on your pussy. He could feel you getting close again, your walls fluttering around his fingers, your juices dripping down his hand; When you finally came, he’d give you another slap, and before your knees could go weak, the older man quickly removed his pants, exposing his cock leaking pre-cum.
He easily lifts you, placing you in a full nelson position, with your back pressed against his chest and your legs wrapped around his waist. The head of his cock teases your entrance, and with one quick thrust, he buries himself inside you, stretching and filling you completely. "I found my paradise in the infernal heat of your beautiful pussy..."
He wouldn't stop until he made you squirt and be soft from cumming so much, he knew he had messed up with you but he couldn't deny the satisfaction of seeing you trembling and not even being able to formulate a complete sentence because his cock was kissing your cervix with each thrust.
Adler would groan hoarsely, kissing your face as his hips snapped forward, fucking you harder and harder. He could feel his balls slapping against your clit with each thrust, increasing the pleasure coursing through your body.
"You don't look so tough now, huh? Are you sure you don't want to forgive me?" He fucked you even harder, making you feel that warm sensation in your stomach as he finally made you cum all over his cock—and cum inside your cunt, too. He kept his cock buried inside you until it softened and came out on its own, making you drip his cum onto the floor. The older man would sit you down on the couch and lower himself onto your thighs, looking at your spent pussy. "We're not done yet. I'll only stop fucking you when you forget how much I hurt you, no matter how long that takes."
And well... it would be long hours.
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pinprick {request}
adler x bell!reader x felix
request: for @reirats70, who asked for adler x bell!reader x felix !!
tags: nsfw mention, mdni, bell!reader, gn!reader (but the word 'pretty' is used to describe them), established adlerbell, mk ultra/separation mention, kissing, oral, author has never written felix before and is super nervous, adler is a little too happy for a man who should be in jail wc: 1.5k
a/n: slowly working through requests but this one was too exciting to pass up!! still a little hesitant to post full blown nsfw (when it isn't exclusively adlerbell at least) so i hope the lil spice included is okay :) this is my first time writing felix as well and i hope it satisfies!! thank you for the request <3
“It is quite interesting,” Felix muses to himself, almost as though you weren’t even there, held tight in his grasp and flitting restlessly like a moth in a mason jar. The latex-gloved hand that holds your face turns you back to face the light, where his eyes pierce yours again. “The way it seems to have left a scar in the iris. Pinprick. Almost imperceptible.”
Off to the side where even your periphery can’t quite catch, Adler sucks on a cigarette, leaning back against the cart table sat in the centre of the ops room; his presence lingers inauspiciously, as unavoidable as the smoke that billows in the air, huffed out in a plume of laughter from his unsmiling mouth.
“Yeah, well, with pretty eyes like Bell’s, you notice.”
The comment shouldn’t make your heart stir or your stomach flutter as pathetically as it does, but much like it always has, your body responds to Adler’s words in a way your mind detests to admit; he’s never been one for the most direct compliments, but the fact that this one isn’t even said to you somehow makes it all the more rousing to hear- like a dirty secret caught round an open doorway. As you attempt to turn your head to try and look at him, Felix interjects, a squeeze tighter around your flushed face.
“Very pretty. So, it was necessary to inject the compound straight into the eye?”
Suddenly the topic of conversation comes back into focus, the very reason for you being in your rather compromised position. With Harrow sequestered off in the other wing of the Rook bound to a chair, Adler had suggested to Marshall the use of Separation to help ease the process- or complicate it, you’d mumbled curtly- and had begun all misty-eyed to wax poetic about the night he’d used it on you, strapped to that gurney after Cuba. It’s a sickening topic to be caught in the middle of, left all the more a bitter taste in your mouth since Adler had made an unspoken vow never to bring up MK Ultra again. But in Felix’s piqued curiosity of the compound- be it vanity or a genuine willingness to pass knowledge along, Adler had offered to teach him how to make it, use it, how it worked. You want to scoff at him, as though he knew anything about the technical intricacies of the drug- though it isn’t as if he was about to drag Park back out of the desert just to give a more comprehensive lecture.
And for some reason, here you were, not quite the lab rat you were a decade ago but feeling painstakingly close to it, gaping up at Felix as his gaze runs you over like a man starved. Of what, you can’t possibly imagine. Hasn’t he had his fill of you enough these past weeks? Haven’t they both?
Adler’s voice pulls you back to the present, bookended by the faint chiming in the back of your mind. Ding.
“To get the desired results, yes,” Adler explains, barely regarding you with anything more than impartiality as he steps over next to Felix, studying you with similarly clinical indifference. “But I think this time just a shot to the neck should be enough. Harrow’s tough, but only ‘cause I taught her how to be. Trust me, the Achilles heel is there, she’ll crack easy.”
“Oh? And Bell was…?”
Adler smirks, and when he dips his head to peer at you over his aviators he actually looks at you, regarding you, not like the poked and prodded subject you’ve been for the last ten minutes, seemingly made of glass with the way their focus seemed to land through you entirely. A soft laugh leaves him- a rarity you cherish since he’s softened in his age- and he pinches your cheek, right above where Felix’s thumb secures a firm grip.
“Oh, Bell was a real tough nut to crack. We were there for hours. Stubborn thing, aren’t you?”
All you can really do is stare- you can barely open your mouth to talk, Felix’s hand squashing your face like a doll’s- but you suppose the question is a rhetorical one anyway, leaving Adler to bask in his smug superiority.
Felix chuckles, though his eyes don’t quite meet yours yet the way Adler’s does, instead now roving your face, the features made pink and prickled warm by the overwhelming attention from both men.
It’s a strange thing- you aren’t typically so flustered, certainly not around Adler, used to his bizarre attempts at affection, but Felix in particular had a way of making you feel special in the oddest ways. He’s direct, and that in contrast to Adler’s myriad riddles of non-answers and emotions shadowed over by impenetrable aviators made for… an interesting combination. Adler hadn’t changed much over the decade- a little softer around the edges, both in looks and temperament, but the sharp and jagged corners of your relationship still remains even with the mutable tenderness of passing time, not quite healing wounds so much as smacking a band-aid over the hole he’d nearly put in your head. That being said, you still ran circles around each other the same way you did back in Berlin, ever caught in the endless cat-and-mouse. Still fighting, still kissing, still not quite making up, then doing it all over again.
But Felix was to the point. There was rarely any guessing as to how he felt in your presence. Terse when impatient, rigid when agitated, but sweet and heartfelt, with a certain compassion that surprised you. His affection came easy, unbidden- a little shy at times, but he wore his heart on his sleeve, and admiration on his face clearly enough that Adler had eventually caught on. And where you’d feared that Adler would only increase his vigilance, tighten his grip on your leash, and usher his bird back into their gilded cage, rather, he was unexpectedly content to let Felix indulge his affections for you, to the point that now you felt… shared, almost.
An odd thing indeed.
If you could recall how it started, it was subtle and slow, very nearly unnoticeable. A graze of the knuckles here, a helping hand staying just a moment too long there. Adler sending you on fetch quests for the ex-Stasi, then turning to abscond with him in another room and vanish. Inklings of hushed conversations shared between them across the room, their eyes pointed to you with wry, bitten smiles. It was like having a pretty secret dangled right in front of your nose, but just so very barely out of reach that it was nigh insufferable.
Maddening, until those subtle scrapes turned to shared touches, Adler showing you off like a prize pony to Felix who’d all but watch in awe. You’d always been something akin to Adler’s reluctant pet, even back in the old days. You could never imagine how quickly you’d reassume the role, even after the years had whittled the effectiveness of your trigger phrase to nothing but empty words he’d occasionally use to mock you. As if you’d need it to do as he pleases. As if you’d need an incentive at all when the starry glint in Felix’s eyes is reward enough.
And it’s always been hard to keep up with Adler; with them both, it takes herculean effort to so much as keep your head straight. It’s one thing to have them dote attention upon you as they do now, and another thing entirely to find yourself one night in the kitchen as the whole house slept, held with your back to Adler’s chest in a vice grip, his tongue in your mouth, while Felix’s worked in near reverent devotion between your legs like a man starved. Your whimpers silenced only by the way they’d swap to take turns quicker than you could let go of the breath you’d been holding, keening over and relinquishing your hands to slide into blond tresses once more. With blind pleasure hewing your focus to a pinprick, it’d get harder to distinguish who was who, only able to discern the distinct pinching of latex gloves into the plush of your ass, or the scrape of pitted sandpaper scars along the inside of your thigh. A crazed thing, did it not excite you so much.
You blink back to the present moment when you feel the light, patronising smack of Felix’s hand against your cheek, pale blue latex nipping soft skin. He’s smiling, eyes bright with amusement, and in your daze you must have missed something, because you catch Adler’s smirk off to the side, remnants of a laugh that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. Felix muses.
“Enough chatter. Let’s see what we can do to help Adler with this Separation, hm?”
And before you can so much as attempt to blurt a response he squeezes your face again, puckering your mouth, and plants a chaste- if not teasing- kiss upon your lips.
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Felix Neumann
(guess who just manually draw the clothes' writing and putting random ass historical facts 😌)
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Creature comforts.
Chapter 6 of Rogue Intelligence. (Felix Neumann x Reader)
AO3 (Chapter is below the cut too ♡)
You’re awoken in the middle of the night by a branch getting far too close to your face as it crashes through the attic window. Your scream has everyone except Woods at your door, Case having practically kicked it down despite it being unlocked. Marshall’s the one to reach under the wood and shattered glass, pulling you out and setting you on your feet, taking a moment to dust you off as you stand there, still in shock.
“You gonna tell us if you’re okay, or..?” Sev asks, her tone relaxed as usual but her eyes belaying her concern.
“I-I’m fine, just- Not a nice way to wake up. You guys go back to bed, I’ll figure something out.” Your voice is sleepy but determined, as you yank out your blanket and shake it free of broken glass.
“Hey, no, you can have my room.” Marshall’s offer is followed by a chorus from Case and Felix offering their rooms as well, but you just raise a tired hand, with an equally tired expression.
“No. Shush. I’m just gonna take the armchair on the landing, I’m small enough it may as well be a bed anyway.” Case opens and closes his mouth, realizing it’s unlikely whatever he says will dissuade you, and one by one they each of them left you to your stubbornness.
As the night wares on, you’re forced to accept your mistake, but the warmth you’ve made yourself against the stiff leather is far more welcoming than the chill outside of your blanket, so you don’t move, even though you can’t fall asleep.
The door not far from you opens softly, and you look up to find Felix stood over you, his jaw set in determination.
“You’re getting in my bed.” Your eyes widen, you start to stammer and splutter, your cheeks heating suddenly, “To sleep, Elfchen. Mein Gott… I cannot sleep, so there’s no use you tossing about out here if my bed is going unused anyway, ja?”
There’s something about his sleepy German that makes you feel all warm inside, and as much as you want to argue, you can’t deny his logic.
Wordlessly, you get up and follow him into his room. You’re confused when he follows you to the bed, but seems in autopilot from something, as when you lay down he’s pulling the covers up over you, tucking them around your form like a cocoon, and the action has you smiling like goofy fool.
“Thank you, Felix.” You quietly mumble, slumber already seeping into your pores as you sink into the warmth he’s left behind, greedily breathing his scent as you snuggle up.
“Ja, sleep well, Elfchen…” He trails off into a yawn, and you watch him tuck himself into his desk, fiddling away with some circuit board as your heavy eyelids gradually steal the view from you.
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I am in love with these commissions from @ellenchain !! Thank you so much !! These are scenes from my William Case x Felix Neumann fic. Full versions are in the link.
#m/m#call of duty fanart#call of duty fanfiction#Felix Neumann x William Case#sexy Felix#case can’t keep his hands to himself
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2️⃣ Felix Neumann reworked art + misc.
Hey hii. Guess what, it's me! I'm back (?).
As you can tell, I'm less active on Tumblr, I tend to yap more on Twitter these days — but worry not, I'm not going anywhere, this is a promise (ㆁωㆁ).
Beside here are something I made over the weeks for our German tech nerd. I re-worked on my Felix Neumann artwork and I drew some stuff also.
Felix Neumann x Lagtrain parody.
How I draw Neumann in my style.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟
“Between Shadows And Comfort”
Ship : Saira Spencer x Felix Neumann
(Oc x Canon)
Summary :
Saira and Adler are in separation term during the gulf war era, as she joined wood's team. saira's fine till she met felix making her falling for him, one night. They were alone in the safehouse not known they'd end up making love, felix makes her forget about her marriage mess by pleasure
This fic Includes : Strong language, partial nudity
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟
*Click!*
“The year is 1991, me and Russell got to the point of breaking up, however I still want him as he wants me. Our separation term started it and Adler is nowhere to be found after he was labeled as a traitor by the CIA. What did he do?, both line of work and marriage related questions raced in my head looking for the answers that seemed to be impossible to get no matter what fact it was.”
(Flashback at the therapy marriage)
“I'm sorry to hear that but…I have to admit you two don't work that much. I guess you two could use a separation term temporarily till you find the real answer” the therapist instructed with a hint of worriness in his eyes as he suggested the option. Adler was quiet not saying anything when he heard the word “separation”, making it so difficult for him to not believe that it might lead to permanent Heartbreak or even worse. As I looked at the paper with a few terms and conditions to sign for before processing. Me nor Adler wanted to sign it.
(Flashback ended)
“I still don't feel like I need to be reminded that Adler and I are temporarily away from each other, it feels like we are falling apart. Therefore I joined wood's team and it felt like everything was fine. Minding my business as I play my role in the team, as I met the others I met a man who is quiet and always busy working on technology. His voice, appearance, his touch l, his charm and the way he cares made me feel…attracted. Me and felix are already open to each other even if we barely met but i loved to be around him, sometimes we even unknowingly touch each other’s hand or feel either of us wrapping our arm around our waist or resting it on our shoulder, even marshall and sev are beginning to make jokes about it in an obvious flirty jokes about us.”
“Till one day, their jokes became reality”
Midnight was streaming as the moon lighted the waving ocean, saira stared at the sight in the frigid night, her lips wrapped around the cigarette butt inhaling the smoke. Her elbows rested on the cold concrete fiance, connecting her mid end of her sweater. Her black long hair flew with the wind
She looked at the photo of her and adler being just married, reminding her of the times and promises they made together Only to know some of it broke like it's nothing. Saira sighed as the photo brought her pure nostalgia of her active and young marriage
Her colored chocolate eyes filled up with water, her nose was turning red, her broken heart beated. her eye lost at the fight and gave up by releasing a hot tear,
The urge of saira wanted to break down
The feeling didn't last long when a soft touch was felt on her shoulder, she turned around to meet felix's eyes, she didn't bothered to stay at she true state but to only wanted to act like she's emotionless, the tissue swiped across her lower eyelid start to finish, drying her tear away
“The pain doesn't deserve your tears”
He stated to saira, not liking to see her in situations that makes her weak. She placed her hand on his wrist as she lets out a sign, her heart ache was still going however not severe enough to stop her from calming down. Saira loved Felix's affection of care that he gives her every now and then
“I'm sorry I just…I felt like I'm falling apart, something is definitely wrong with me”
“Would you like to get it out your chest perhaps?”
Felix suggested to saira
“Adler just thick skulled, He never thinks twice before even produce the expected Path when it comes to our marriage. We feel like strangers, we haven't been communicating a lot not even touched each other for years”
Saira explained To him in a quiet voice, her eyes never left his, additionally their hands were holding, unaware of it. Her heart beated once more for him, it's been a long time since this nice feeling. Her lips curled up in a smile as he did
After a few conversations, felix was making her chuckle. Commence to make Saira feel more cheered up, his feelings for her starts to fly up to the 7th cloud
“God…this is nice”
Her voice is smooth yet romantical, her light grip was still on felix's wrist adding to the fact His arm was around saira's should. The feeling of her soft and light skin made him want her more. Their silence were loud for a good minute
“well I hope Sev and marshall doesn't step in right now making more alluring related jokes”
Saira sarcastically said as she let out a giggle for the imagination, felix chuckled know that they would indeed start doing so
“I don't doubt it. They would make it alot in this position”
He replied sarcastically as saira did, their chuckling was alive a few moments. his Gaze pierced on her gorgeous pupils, saira's hand caressed his chest. They felt lost into each other's eyes, Saira didn't waste any second When her impatience took a toll on her, her lips landed on felix's, at first he didn't kiss back but his feelings betrayed his thoughts, allowing him to kiss back
The sound of their lips smacking made them lose their thoughts as only friends. Her lewd thoughts began to spread like a virus. Saira's Tender body sticked on his as they kept kissing. Felix Let his tongue go into her mouth, mixing their saliva more over his hands roaming her hot body. They finally broke the kiss to catch their breath
the act took to the bedroom, saira's moans started to play when felix start To kiss and suck her neck, targeting her sweet spot. her fingers ran through his hair, making him more aroused with her lewd moans. The last became more hard to handle
“fuck yes”
She murmured under her breath as he hit her sweet spot. his lips traveled through her body but by bit until he reached her lips again for a passionate kiss, he seductive yet sliced her bra laces to her mid arm exposing her shoulders and rubbed them gently ad the kiss continued
Saira reached out for the hook and eye closure, separating them to show her breast. She puts down her bra as her nice pink nipples gained freedom. His hands slowly and softly careless her tits. Saira's moaning turned on once again.
It was finally the time, saira laid on her back, separating her legs to invite felix to her nice, wet and small hole. Her juices drops. His finger wiped it up to her clit, the cold gloves material ran through her labia sending shivers to her spine and gripped a little on the pillow, a low luscious groan, he slowly started to draw circles on her wet entrance to lube his index and middle finger to prepare her before opening her,
His fingers got In, started to pump in and out creating a sticky sound, the color pink bloomed on saira's cheeks, her eyes closed following a silent whimper.
“His touch made me feel things that I was..prohibited from for years, the apathetic feeling started to make me feel ashamed of my decision. I won't make it hard for me”
Felix gripped on saira's both wrists, his member throbbed on her small clit. Their breath was a little heavy, she bite her lower lip waiting to enter her. The need to feel her hole wrapped around him
“pills or anything?”
“I'm on the pill…”
She moved her hips to comprehend her strong arousal, her smile played on her lips. Saira gasped as soon as felix enters her, him thrusting into her made her forget about Adler from amount of pleasure felix is giving her, occupying her to even remember who adler was. His gloved cold thumps brushed On her sensitive pink nipples, the coldness made her cry more. Felix groaned at the feeling. A light blush appeared on his face, his pace started to go a bit faster.
“Right there..fuck felix Your so…big and hard~”
Saira whined while she held tight to the bedsheets, feeling him splitting her open. Her pussy clenched on his hard shaft, she wrapped her arms around his neck, continuing to push In and out repeatedly.
“I see your enjoying this too much”
A chuckle escaped from felix's mouth, saira kept moaning And groaning, her nails digging Into his back creating back scratches from how good it feels. The pulse quickened so does the pace, her breathing Hitched again and again. She grabbed his hand and places it on her hair begging to pull it for her. His fingers locked in her hair and pulls it, her nipples and clit harded. She arched her back
“Oh fuck I'm gonna..”
“Yes saira..let it all out baby”
Saira got more turned on by his german accent, Both of them kept going until they reached the point, saira screamed in pleasure as she climaxed. His dick twitched inside of her and cums. She knew conception will start
“…thats it…cum in me”
He slowly pulls out and still has semen on his tip, his hot fluid dropped from saira's pussy
She catched some and flicked her tongue to taste the salty fluid.
A few moments, she clinged on him. A smile on her face with satisfaction that Adler didn't provide her for nearly 11 years, making felix the one who fulfilled her needs. They snuggled closed
“that was…wonderful”
She kissed his cheek and couldn't stop smiling, he continued to ruffle her hair
“Your welcome Saira”
…
“He made me feel so..cared and knew what i wanted, I gazed at my wedding ring, I had a bit of shame Since I slept with another man and not adler. That's okay, not all people can survive without things they need to not die”
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Hey guys!, I know it's a chappy smut but hey I tried my best lol
Let's see.. "1,807 words and 9,798 characters" wow never been able to reach this height
Anyway I really iam proud of this one I hope everyone likes it so I do hope the details gives you feelings but I guess I'm not that good at smut so..
Yeah, thank you for reading! 💖
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The latest [nstbt_podcast] comes from the one and only: Traction Engine 🚂
Traction Engine has submitted many sets to our podcast series over the years. Although the last few years, he has been playing under his Woddsman alias.
And now returns with this heavy set of synth infused hardtechno madness 🔥
We hope that you love this mix as much as we do, be sure to like and follow his artist pages for more 🥳
Thank you! 🙏🏻😁
Each podcast we will be bringing you a selection of the finest hardtechno, schranz and industrial hardcore from local artists, and around the globe!
If you like what you hear please make sure you download, like and share!
[track_list] 01] 01 Pablo Bozzi - Ghost of Chance (Joy X-Mass Schranz Remix 2021) 02] Hell Driver - Come From the Future (Extended Mix) 03] KlangKuenstler & Flawless Issues - Deine Angst 04] Dica & Void Builder - Smash The System 05] Schiere - Exodus (Original Mix) 06] Lost Minds (DE) - Insanity (Original Mix) 07] Bentech& SIS - No One Takes Me Down (Marcio M Remix) 08] Tim Neumann aka Lunatic - Reincarnation (Original Mix) 09] Felix R - All That Surrounded Her 10] Amstra - Our Sins (Original Mix) 11] Go_A - ШУМ(Shum) (Klankwerken Remix) 12] ANSBRO - Du Hast 13] Koda - Intermittent Explosive Disorder 14] Feedi - Awake 15] B2 - Lets Finish This (Original Mix) 16] Malke & Mc Matos -The Real Deal (Boris S Remix) 17] TKG - Heavy Machinery (Original mix) 18] CENSURE - Experimental Subject (Original Mix) 19] Lukas Firtzer - Endzeit (Original mix)
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If you like what you hear please make sure you download, like and share!
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Noticias de series de la semana: Más 'Pose'
Renovaciones
FX ha renovado Pose por una tercera temporada
Paramount ha renovado Yellowstone por una tercera temporada
truTV ha renovado I'm Sorry por una tercera temporada
truTV ha renovado Tacoma FD por una segunda temporada
Netflix ha renovado The Rain por una tercera y última temporada
ITV ha renovado Cold Feet por una novena temporada
Netflix ha renovado Siempre bruja por una segunda temporada
Cancelaciones
Netflix ha cancelado Chambers tras su primera temporada
Movistar+ ha cancelado Instinto tras su primera temporada
Otras noticias
La quinta y última temporada de Lucifer tendrá diez episodios.
National Geographic estudia convertir The Hot Zone en una antología.
Lisa Emery (Darlene) y Janet McTeer (Helen) serán regulares en la tercera temporada de Ozark.
Incorporaciones y fichajes
Julie Andrews (Mary Poppins, The Sound of Music) pondrá voz a Lady Whistledown, narradora de la adaptación para Netflix de las novelas de Julia Queen sobre la poderosa familia Bridgerton. Escrita por Chris Van Dusen (Scandal, Grey's Anatomy) y producida por Shonda Rhimes (Grey's Anatomy, Scandal), es una lectura feminista de la Inglaterra del Período Regencia (1811-1820).
Demi Moore (Ghost, G.I. Jane), Kylie Bunbury (When They See Us, Pitch), Hannah John-Kamen (Killjoys, Black Mirror), Sen Mitsuji (Origin), Joseph Morgan (The Originals, The Vampire Diaries) y Nina Sosanya (Killing Eve, Good Omens) se unen a Brave New World. Moore será Linda, la madre de John (Alden Ehrenreich).
Rosamund Pike (Gone Girl, State of the Union) será Moiraine en Wheel of Time.
Whoopi Goldberg (Sister Act, Ghost), James Marsden (Westworld, X-Men), Amber Heard (Aquaman, The Danish Girl), Greg Kinnear (Little Miss Sunshine, As Good as It Gets), Odessa Young (Assassination Nation) y Henry Zaga (Trinkets, 13 Reasons Why) están en conversaciones para protagonizar The Stand. Serán Madre Abigail, inmune al virus y líder de los supervivientes que dice ser profeta de Dios; Stu Redman, inmune al virus y líder de supervivientes; Nadine Cross, profesora y virgen que cree que su destino es estar al lado del malvado Randall Flagg; Glen Bateman, un profesor con artritis que se une a Stu en su viaje para conocer a Abigail; Frannie Goldsmith, una mujer embarazada que se enamora de Stu; y Nick Andros, un joven timador sordomudo con un parche en el ojo.
Josh Holloway (Lost, Colony) será recurrente en la tercera temporada de Yellowstone como Roarke Carter, un gerente de fondos de inversión con planes ambiciosos en Montana.
Jennifer Morrison (Once Upon a Time, House M.D.) se une como recurrente a la cuarta temporada de This Is Us. No se conocen más detalles.
Jamie Chung (The Gifted, Once Upon a Time), Jordan Patrick Smith (Vikings, Neighbours), Jamie Neumann (The Deuce, Jessica Jones), Erica Tazel (Justified, The Good Fight) y Mac Brandt (Kingdom, Arrested Development) se unen como recurrentes a Lovecraft Country. Abbey Lee (Mad Max: Fury Road) sustituye a Elizabeth Debicki en el papel de Christina Braithwhite, la hija del líder de una orden secreta conocida como 'Sons of Adam'.
Mark-Paul Gosselaar (Saved by the Bell, Franklin & Bash) será el padre de Bow en Mixed-ish sustituyendo a Anders Holm, que interpretó al personaje en el episodio de Black-ish que servía como presentación de la serie.
Drew Van Acker (Devious Maids, Pretty Little Liars) será Aqualad en la segunda temporada de Titans.
Christine Elise, que interpretó a Emily Valentine en Beverly Hills, 90210, también participará en BH90210.
Sarah Lancashire (Happy Valley, Kiri), Joanna Scanlan (Getting On, No Offence), Sidse Babett Knudsen (Borgen, Westworld), Mark Lewis Jones (National Treasure, Stella) y Genevieve Barr (Press, The Fades) protagonizarán The Light, última parte de la trilogía de Jack Thorne para Channel 4 que forman también National Treasure y Kiri.
Eric Ladin (The Killing, Impulse), Patrick Fischler (Lost, Happy!), Nora Zehetner (Heroes, Designated Survivor), Eloise Mumford (Chicago Fire, Fifty Shades Freed), Shannon Lucio (Prison Break, True Blood) y Josh Cooke (Hart of Dixie, Dexter) protagonizarán The Right Stuff junto a Patrick J. Adams, Jake McDorman, Joe Dempsie, Aaron Staton, Michel Trotter, Micah Stock y James Lafferty, que serán los siete astronautas del equipo Mercury.
Michelle Forbes (The Killing, True Blood), Patrick Fugit (Outcast, Almost Famous), Michael Gaston (The Man in the High Castle, The Leftovers), Tess Haubrich (Pine Gap, Alien: Covenant) y Shruti Haasan se unen a Treadstone.
Himesh Patel (Yesterday, The Luminaries) se une a Avenue 5. Será Jordan Hatwal, un joven comediante al que ofrecen una estancia de ocho semanas en el crucero galáctico alrededor de Saturno.
Sarah Parish (Broadchurch, Trollied) sustituye a Kim Cattrall en The Cockfields.
Derek Luke (13 Reasons Why, God Friended Me), Max Martini (Crisis, Revenge), Paola Nuñez (The Son) y Joel Allen (Never Goin' Back) se unen como regulares a la segunda temporada de The Purge.
Matt Letscher (The Flash, The Carrie Diaries) y Brittany Batcheider (The Alienist) serán recurrentes en The Angel of Darkness, secuela de The Alienist, como William Randolph Hearst, titán de los periódicos; y Joanna, sobrina de Cyrus Montrose (Robert Wisdom).
Elaine Hendrix (Sex&Drugs&Rock&Roll, Joan of Arcadia), Silas Weir Mitchell (Grimm, Prison Break), Brett Rice (Sully, Super 8), Autry Haydon-Wilson (Interrogation) y John Marshall Jones (Bosch, Hart of Dixie) se unen como recurrentes a Paradise Lost.
Josh Hamilton (13 Reasons Why, American Horror Story), Kerry Condon (Better Call Saul, Roma) y Louisa Krause (The Girlfriend Experience, Billions) se unen como recurrentes a la séptima temporada de Ray Donovan.
Tom Pelphrey (Banshee, Iron Fist) y Jessica Frances Dukes (Jessica Jones) se unen como regulares a la tercera temporada de Ozark. Serán Ben, hermano de Wendy (Laura Linney); y Maya Miller, agente del FBI. Joseph Sikora (Power, Banshee) y Felix Solis (The Good Wife, The Following) serán recurrentes como Frank Cosgrove Jr., hijo de Cosgrove (John Bedford Lloyd); y Omar Navarro, líder del segundo cártel más grande de México.
Pósters
Nuevas series
HBO encarga ocho episodios de Industry. Creada y escrita por Konrad Kay y Mickey Down (You, Me & The Apocalypse) y dirigida y producida por Lena Dunham (Girls), trata sobre dos veinteañeros ambiciosos que tratan de asegurar su futuro en el mundo de las finanzas internacionales.
Netflix ha encargado seis episodios de una continuación de la trilogía cinematográfica escandinava Snabba Cash, basadas en las novelas de Jens Lapidus. Desarrollada y producida por Lapidus, abogado penalista y escritor, y Oskar Söderlund (The Fat and the Angry, Greyzone), nos mostrará un ambiente donde la sed de dinero y estatus es mayor que nunca y la jet set empresarial y el mundo criminal han colisionado y son más brutales, caóticos y despiadados, diez años después de los acontecimientos ocurridos en las películas protagonizadas por Joel Kinnaman.
BBC One ha encargado seis episodios de King Gary, sobre un matrimonio de los suburbios que quiere impresionar a los vecinos y estar a la altura del padre de él (Simon Day; The Fast Show, The Life of Rock with Brian Pern). Protagonizada por Tom Davis (Murder in Successville, Plebs), Laura Checkley (Wanderlust, Detectorists), Camille Coduri (Doctor Who, Him & Her), Neil Maskell (Humans, Utopia), Romesh Ranganathan (The Reluctant Landlord), Dustin Demri-Burns (Sick Note, GameFace), Lisa McGrillis (Mum, No Offence), Mim Shaikh (Informer) y Emma Sidi (W1A). Creada por Davis (Murder in Successville) y James De Frond (Murder in Successville).
Nikolaj Coster-Waldau (Game of Thrones), John Magaro (The Umbrella Academy), Lola Kirke (Mozart in the Jungle), Ben Schnetzer (The Truth About the Harry Quebert Affair, Pride), Jonathan Pryce (Game of Thrones) y Judd Hirsch (Numb3rs, Superior Donuts) protagonizarán el piloto Gone Hollywood, centrado en un grupo de agentes de talentos que dejan sus empresas para crear las suyas propias en 1980, para FX.
BET encarga The Oval, sobre el nuevo Presidente de Estados Unidos (Ed Quinn, One Day at a Time), su mujer (Kron Moore, Stargirl) y sus hijos Gayle (Paige Hurd; Everybody Hates Chris, Hawaii Five-0) y Jason (Daniel Croix Henderson), que ponen buena cara en público pero tienen problemas en casa. Escrita, dirigida y producida por Tyler Perry (The Haves and the Have Nots, The Paynes).
Netflix encarga ocho episodios de The Healing Powers of Dude, comedia centrada en un niño de 11 años con ansiedad y un perro llamado Dude. Protagonizada por Tom Everett Scott (I'm Sorry, 13 Reasons Why), Larisa Oleynik (3rd Rock from The Sun, Pretty Little Liars), Laurel Emory (Heartstrings), Mauricio Lara (Teachers), Sophie Jaewon Kim y Jace Chapman. Creada y producida por Erica Spates (Victorious) y Sam Littenberg-Weisberg (Victorious) y basada en su propia experiencia con la ansiedad.
Fechas
Another Life llega a Netflix el 25 de julio
La tercera temporada de Dear White People llega a Netflix el 2 de agosto
Our Boys se estrena en HBO el 12 de agosto
On Becoming a God in Central Florida se estrena en Showtime el 25 de agosto
Bluff City Law se estrena en NBC el 23 de septiembre
La cuarta temporada de This Is Us se estrena en NBC el 24 de septiembre
La segunda temporada de New Amsterdam se estrena en NBC el 24 de septiembre
La quinta temporada de Chicago Med se estrena en NBC el 25 de septiembre
La octava temporada de Chicago Fire se estrena en NBC el 25 de septiembre
La séptima temporada de Chicago PD se estrena en NBC el 25 de septiembre
La quinta temporada de Superstore se estrena en NBC el 26 de septiembre
Perfect Harmony se estrena en NBC el 26 de septiembre
La cuarta y última temporada de The Good Place se estrena en NBC el 26 de septiembre
Sunnyside se estrena en NBC el 26 de septiembre
La vigesimoprimera temporada de Law & Order: SVU se estrena en NBC el 26 de septiembre
La séptima temporada de The Blacklist se estrena en NBC el 4 de octubre
Batwoman se estrena en The CW el 6 de octubre
La quinta temporada de Supergirl se estrena en The CW el 6 de octubre
La segunda temporada de All American se estrena en The CW el 7 de octubre
La sexta temporada de The Flash se estrena en The CW el 8 de octubre
La cuarta temporada de Riverdale se estrena en The CW el 9 de octubre
Nancy Drew se estrena en The CW el 9 de octubre
La decimoquinta y última temporada de Supernatural se estrena en The CW el 10 de octubre
La segunda temporada de Legacies se estrena en The CW el 10 de octubre
La segunda temporada de Charmed se estrena en The CW el 11 de octubre
La segunda temporada de Dynasty se estrena en The CW el 11 de octubre
La octava y última temporada de Arrow se estrena en The CW el 15 de octubre
La tercera temporada de Black Lightning se estrena en The CW el 21 de octubre
Tráilers y promos
Stranger Things - Temporada 3
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GLOW - Temporada 3
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Criminal
youtube
What Just Happened??!
youtube
Dear White People - Temporada 3
youtube
Suits - Temporada 9 y última
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The Affair - Temporada 5 y última
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The Terror - Temporada 2
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The Boys
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Las chicas del cable - Temporada 4
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Chapter 5 of Rogue Intelligence. (Felix Neumann x Reader)
AO3 (Chapter below the cut too ♡)
The next morning is cold, very cold, so you bundle up extra warm after drying off from your ice plunge. Everyone’s busy working on the next step of your mission, so the house is quiet, when you head out to the patio and find Adler. God, that man looks good. The scars, the way his clothes fit perfectly around his frame, hugging in all the right places-
“You need something, sweetheart?” He asks in that low voice, sending a shiver through you as he grins over his shoulder. “No- Nope. Actually, can I bum one of those?” You awkwardly point towards the pack of smokes sticking out of his pocket. He slips one out, handing it to you along with his lighter as he tuts against his teeth, “They’re bad for you, y’know.” “Yeah, I know,” you roll your eyes playfully, popping the filter between your lips and striking the light, taking a heavy drag and letting out a sigh of relief as you watch the rivulets of Grey dance into the air, “I quit ages ago, but god yesterday was… Something. That, plus the smell from yours, I’m not strong enough to resist those cravings.” You chuckle, taking another drag. “Hey, no judgment, we’re all slaves to temptation.” It’s less what he says, and more the way he says it while raking his gaze over you, that has your cheeks heating up. The smirk on his face when he notices how red you’ve gone is humiliating, but he seems to have found his new entertainment.
You stand in silence for a little while, looking over the railing at the choppy water below, until he pipes up again. “You’re the intel op, right? I’ve seen your work, you’ve got real skill there.” “Oh, thank you- It’s nothing though, just-” “A smart brain to match a pretty face.” This smug bastard, you’ve only just willed away the heat from your face and he’s struck it back up. And he knows it. “Do you do this with everyone, Adler?” “Nope, just sweet little things like you, Sweetheart. Your fashion sense doesn’t hurt much either, though. Even under that coat, I can tell you-” “Please, stop, I can only be so flattered!” You laugh, giving his chest a playful smack, but his hand comes up to grab your wrist. “Oh, I disagree, I think you can take plenty more… An innocent angel like you, man, the things I could do with you would make you combust.” “Oh? And what things would those be?” That question very quickly proves to be a mistake, because you’re suddenly caged against the railing behind you, his lips at your as he whispers exactly what he could do with you. Things you’ll be thinking about for days on end.
He doesn’t stop there though, it’s like the more embarrassment and shyness he pulls from you, the more he craves, and soon one of his large fingers is hooked in one of your belt loop, your bottom lip caught between your teeth as your own hand, seemingly with a mind of its own, trails slowly down his torso, stopping just short of his waistband and the man damn near growls when you stop. “What’s wrong, Sweetheart? You’d rather take this somewhere private?~” Adler’s voice is a purr, until the sound of the patio door opening snaps you out of your chance and you shove him away, your cheeks still scarlet. “Adler, you god damn prick, leave the girl alone - we need her functioning for the mission.” Thank god, it’s Woods. “U-um- Sorry- I-I need to-” You stammer out some sort of apology as you rush back into the house, tearing your coat off to try and lessen some of the heat coursing through you.
As you struggle with your cardigan, you thud into something - someone - Felix. His eyes are dark, his lips down turned in a scowl as his gaze flickers between you, and the patio behind you. His long strides have taken him to his room before you even have a chance to explain. The walk up to his bedroom door feels like miles, and when you can finally bring yourself to knock, he doesn’t answer. Doesn’t even tell you to go away. But you’re not dissuaded that easily, so you push the door open and invite yourself in, closing it behind you. He’s hunched over that tiny desk, just fiddling and soldering, refusing to look up. “Felix, I-” You don’t know how to start, what the right thing to say is, but you need to try, “I’m sorry about what happened. I-I just got carried away, I didn’t realize it would upset you this badly, if I’d known then I absolutely wouldn’t have-” He’s still not looking up at you. He hasn’t even put whatever kit he’s working on down, like he’s pretending you’re not even there. “For fuck’s sake, Felix, would you at least look at me?!” You blurt out, and now that you’ve started you can’t stop, “Maybe if you didn’t want me flirting, you should have taken the damn initiative to express that beyond tiny little hints and compliments! It’s not my fault someone else had the balls to be forward with me!”
He’s suddenly on his feet, and while you’re glad he’s paying attention now, something about the way he’s backed you against the dresser with two strides has your hairs standing on end. “Shut up,” He spits his words like venom, “Don’t act like you didn’t know what those comments meant, what I meant, you know full well. The looks, the glances, the touches, it was so obvious I didn’t think it had to be said. Not to mention, you have your own damn initiative, you could’ve said something as well, kleine Gör.” You have to crane your neck to look up at him when he’s this close, he’s so tall and broad it’s like he’s all you can see, and his face… It doesn’t look angry anymore, he just looks hurt, and the lump in your throat tells you what you need to say. “I-I’m sorry. You’re right. I could have said something too. But- with Adler- he was just messing with me, pushing my buttons, it wasn’t actually anything serious. He… Found out how easily I blush, and thought it was funny.” Your gaze is pinned to his torso as you explain, the only place you can really look that isn’t his face, but when you risk a glance up, there’s a small smirk lifting his lips. “Well, he’s not wrong. I mean look at you, even now just from me being angry…” A dark chuckle escapes him as his gaze scans over your face, “You’re crimson.”
“So what, you like this? Me being angry, telling off..?” One of his hands suddenly grasps your jaw, holding you so hard he squishes your cheeks a little, making you pout, and his other is gripping your hip, his fingers digging in. You can’t suppress the gasp that escapes you at this sudden contact, your body heating up as you stare deep into his eyes, as if trying to read what he’s going to do. “You know, perhaps you’re not such a sweet, soft angel, Elfchen… Perhaps you’re the perfect thing for me to use…” Your eyes widen at his implication, and the excitement bubbles up inside you when your world spins, and once it stills again you’re on his bed, pressed below his vast weight as those gloved fingers tug at your collar, pulling it down just enough to leave you a secret. His lips close over a your collarbone, a breathy whimper escaping you as you feel him suck, his teeth grazing, nipping and tugging until he’s satisfied with his mark. Whatever noises you’re making, you can’t hear them, all you can focus on is how soft his hair feels between your fingers, how strong his grip on your other wrist is as he holds it to the mattress.
“I don’t want you like this, Elfchen,” He murmurs out as he leans away from your lips chasing his, “I want this to be… Nice. Soft, like you deserve. Our first kiss will not be fueled by jealousy or anger, as fun as that may be for you.~” You can’t help but swoon a little at his determination to hold back, to wait until the right moment, the right mood, to finally give into his wants, to let you give into yours. He presses a small, sweet kiss to the mark he left, and you can feel that there’s an understanding now, no matter how long it takes to be fulfilled. You’re each other’s.
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WIPs to look forward(?) to:
Okay so I keep posting random crap about stuff I wanna write so I'm gonna make a list here of my WIPs until I have enough crap to build a masterlist.
BG3:
A Contract of Lust - that Raphael oneshot that I promised a sequel to, it's still getting one. Maybe more, I love that dynamic.
Kinktober prompts - I'm gonna be writing and posting these in random order so I don't get burnt out, I also have extra oneshot prompts in that hellscape of a Notion page I posted yesterday.
Call of Duty:
Felix Neumann x reader slow burn between two nerds with a healthy dose of angst. Read it
A Philip Graves oneshot. >.>
Nikto x reader where reader is a retired member of TF141 due to an injury but you're loyal to Price still so when he asks you to hold an asset as a favour you agree. Nikto is the asset. Slow buuuurn. Read it
Stalker!Konig x reader, reader is Konig's downstairs neighbour and he slowly loses himself in her and the more of a relationship they build the more afraid he gets of being found out. Read it
Other:
Bullet Train One/Two shots
Pagan Min one shots
Arthur Morgan one shots
Possible future ones:
Continuing Straying from the Path FINALLY (FC4 fic)
Possibly a fic surrounding my fav durge run of BG3
A fic for my fav Tav
Some other prompts that I have but haven't decided on characters for
#bg3#baldur's gate 3#baldurs gate 3#ao3#bullet train#tangerine bullet train#cod bo6#konig#nikto#philip graves#cod mw2#far cry 4#fc4#pagan min#rdr2#arthur morgan#bg3 durge#felix neumann
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Chapter 2 of my Felix Neumann x reader is here! And oh boy are you awkward, arriving late, making a fool of yourself... Get ready!
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lorenzo || 20 || underground writer || requests: closed
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「 ✦ list of characters i write: ✦ 」
miguel o'hara, johnny cage, kenshi takahashi, tomas vrbada, bi-han (sub-zero), scorpion (kuai liang), raiden, kano, lord raiden, shang tsung, albert wesker, nanami kento, spider-man noir, peter b. parker, homelander, adler russell, batman, simon riley (ghost), ghostface, patrick bateman, erron black, arthur morgan, bo sinclair, jason voorhees, hanzo (old scorpion), kuai liang (old sub-zero), fujin, liu kang, jotaro kujo, hiromi higuruma, toji fushiguro, kiryu kazuma, superman, felix neumann, sevika, ambessa.
— 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 :
⸺ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
⸺ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃
── 𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒 - 𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒.
── 𝐌𝐘 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐀.𝐈 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
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My emotions through this fic. Crying, screaming, throwing up—oh Bell is having fun with two men—than crying again because they’re both so mean. 😭😭😭
pinprick {request}
adler x bell!reader x felix
request: for @reirats70, who asked for adler x bell!reader x felix !!
tags: nsfw mention, mdni, bell!reader, gn!reader (but the word 'pretty' is used to describe them), established adlerbell, mk ultra/separation mention, kissing, oral, author has never written felix before and is super nervous, adler is a little too happy for a man who should be in jail wc: 1.5k
a/n: slowly working through requests but this one was too exciting to pass up!! still a little hesitant to post full blown nsfw (when it isn't exclusively adlerbell at least) so i hope the lil spice included is okay :) this is my first time writing felix as well and i hope it satisfies!! thank you for the request <3
“It is quite interesting,” Felix muses to himself, almost as though you weren’t even there, held tight in his grasp and flitting restlessly like a moth in a mason jar. The latex-gloved hand that holds your face turns you back to face the light, where his eyes pierce yours again. “The way it seems to have left a scar in the iris. Pinprick. Almost imperceptible.”
Off to the side where even your periphery can’t quite catch, Adler sucks on a cigarette, leaning back against the cart table sat in the centre of the ops room; his presence lingers inauspiciously, as unavoidable as the smoke that billows in the air, huffed out in a plume of laughter from his unsmiling mouth.
“Yeah, well, with pretty eyes like Bell’s, you notice.”
The comment shouldn’t make your heart stir or your stomach flutter as pathetically as it does, but much like it always has, your body responds to Adler’s words in a way your mind detests to admit; he’s never been one for the most direct compliments, but the fact that this one isn’t even said to you somehow makes it all the more rousing to hear- like a dirty secret caught round an open doorway. As you attempt to turn your head to try and look at him, Felix interjects, a squeeze tighter around your flushed face.
“Very pretty. So, it was necessary to inject the compound straight into the eye?”
Suddenly the topic of conversation comes back into focus, the very reason for you being in your rather compromised position. With Harrow sequestered off in the other wing of the Rook bound to a chair, Adler had suggested to Marshall the use of Separation to help ease the process- or complicate it, you’d mumbled curtly- and had begun all misty-eyed to wax poetic about the night he’d used it on you, strapped to that gurney after Cuba. It’s a sickening topic to be caught in the middle of, left all the more a bitter taste in your mouth since Adler had made an unspoken vow never to bring up MK Ultra again. But in Felix’s piqued curiosity of the compound- be it vanity or a genuine willingness to pass knowledge along, Adler had offered to teach him how to make it, use it, how it worked. You want to scoff at him, as though he knew anything about the technical intricacies of the drug- though it isn’t as if he was about to drag Park back out of the desert just to give a more comprehensive lecture.
And for some reason, here you were, not quite the lab rat you were a decade ago but feeling painstakingly close to it, gaping up at Felix as his gaze runs you over like a man starved. Of what, you can’t possibly imagine. Hasn’t he had his fill of you enough these past weeks? Haven’t they both?
Adler’s voice pulls you back to the present, bookended by the faint chiming in the back of your mind. Ding.
“To get the desired results, yes,” Adler explains, barely regarding you with anything more than impartiality as he steps over next to Felix, studying you with similarly clinical indifference. “But I think this time just a shot to the neck should be enough. Harrow’s tough, but only ‘cause I taught her how to be. Trust me, the Achilles heel is there, she’ll crack easy.”
“Oh? And Bell was…?”
Adler smirks, and when he dips his head to peer at you over his aviators he actually looks at you, regarding you, not like the poked and prodded subject you’ve been for the last ten minutes, seemingly made of glass with the way their focus seemed to land through you entirely. A soft laugh leaves him- a rarity you cherish since he’s softened in his age- and he pinches your cheek, right above where Felix’s thumb secures a firm grip.
“Oh, Bell was a real tough nut to crack. We were there for hours. Stubborn thing, aren’t you?”
All you can really do is stare- you can barely open your mouth to talk, Felix’s hand squashing your face like a doll’s- but you suppose the question is a rhetorical one anyway, leaving Adler to bask in his smug superiority.
Felix chuckles, though his eyes don’t quite meet yours yet the way Adler’s does, instead now roving your face, the features made pink and prickled warm by the overwhelming attention from both men.
It’s a strange thing- you aren’t typically so flustered, certainly not around Adler, used to his bizarre attempts at affection, but Felix in particular had a way of making you feel special in the oddest ways. He’s direct, and that in contrast to Adler’s myriad riddles of non-answers and emotions shadowed over by impenetrable aviators made for… an interesting combination. Adler hadn’t changed much over the decade- a little softer around the edges, both in looks and temperament, but the sharp and jagged corners of your relationship still remains even with the mutable tenderness of passing time, not quite healing wounds so much as smacking a band-aid over the hole he’d nearly put in your head. That being said, you still ran circles around each other the same way you did back in Berlin, ever caught in the endless cat-and-mouse. Still fighting, still kissing, still not quite making up, then doing it all over again.
But Felix was to the point. There was rarely any guessing as to how he felt in your presence. Terse when impatient, rigid when agitated, but sweet and heartfelt, with a certain compassion that surprised you. His affection came easy, unbidden- a little shy at times, but he wore his heart on his sleeve, and admiration on his face clearly enough that Adler had eventually caught on. And where you’d feared that Adler would only increase his vigilance, tighten his grip on your leash, and usher his bird back into their gilded cage, rather, he was unexpectedly content to let Felix indulge his affections for you, to the point that now you felt… shared, almost.
An odd thing indeed.
If you could recall how it started, it was subtle and slow, very nearly unnoticeable. A graze of the knuckles here, a helping hand staying just a moment too long there. Adler sending you on fetch quests for the ex-Stasi, then turning to abscond with him in another room and vanish. Inklings of hushed conversations shared between them across the room, their eyes pointed to you with wry, bitten smiles. It was like having a pretty secret dangled right in front of your nose, but just so very barely out of reach that it was nigh insufferable.
Maddening, until those subtle scrapes turned to shared touches, Adler showing you off like a prize pony to Felix who’d all but watch in awe. You’d always been something akin to Adler’s reluctant pet, even back in the old days. You could never imagine how quickly you’d reassume the role, even after the years had whittled the effectiveness of your trigger phrase to nothing but empty words he’d occasionally use to mock you. As if you’d need it to do as he pleases. As if you’d need an incentive at all when the starry glint in Felix’s eyes is reward enough.
And it’s always been hard to keep up with Adler; with them both, it takes herculean effort to so much as keep your head straight. It’s one thing to have them dote attention upon you as they do now, and another thing entirely to find yourself one night in the kitchen as the whole house slept, held with your back to Adler’s chest in a vice grip, his tongue in your mouth, while Felix’s worked in near reverent devotion between your legs like a man starved. Your whimpers silenced only by the way they’d swap to take turns quicker than you could let go of the breath you’d been holding, keening over and relinquishing your hands to slide into blond tresses once more. With blind pleasure hewing your focus to a pinprick, it’d get harder to distinguish who was who, only able to discern the distinct pinching of latex gloves into the plush of your ass, or the scrape of pitted sandpaper scars along the inside of your thigh. A crazed thing, did it not excite you so much.
You blink back to the present moment when you feel the light, patronising smack of Felix’s hand against your cheek, pale blue latex nipping soft skin. He’s smiling, eyes bright with amusement, and in your daze you must have missed something, because you catch Adler’s smirk off to the side, remnants of a laugh that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. Felix muses.
“Enough chatter. Let’s see what we can do to help Adler with this Separation, hm?”
And before you can so much as attempt to blurt a response he squeezes your face again, puckering your mouth, and plants a chaste- if not teasing- kiss upon your lips.
#someone help bell#they can continue treating their faces as her throne of course#but BE NICE#she isn’t an experiment anymore Adler#actually#I think this whole thing with Harrow is triggering#PLS STOP 😭😭😭#YOU WRITE TOXIC ADLER SO WELL LIKE WHAT#WHAT#HELP!!!#😭😭😭#I’m so glad this fandom is expanding some#and it’s back#it’s been so long#three years in fact#🥲#call of duty#felix neumann#adler#russell adler#russell adler x bell#Felix Neumann x Bell#Adler x bell x Felix#cod bo6#cod black ops 6#black ops 6
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