#gaz modern warfare

[ghouljams]

That gif of Nikolai and Gaz is sending me. I need them so badly Ghoul. I could take them and not in a fight.

They'd be the wooooorst.

Gaz sounds so sweet in your ear as Nikolai's thick fingers stretch you out but it's all filth. Softly muttered assurances that you can take them, that Nik's going to open you up real good, that you're going to look so much prettier once they've stretched you out on their cocks. And Nik just keeps stretching you wider and wider. One finger becomes two, becomes three, four, you're drooling against Gaz's shoulder and dripping down Nik's forearm by the time he starts trying to work his thumb into you. No sense not trying with the way your cunt sucks at his fingers like the desperate thing it is.

God and then feeling Nik's hairy stomach press against your back, sandwiching you tight between his and Gaz's chests as he rubs his fat cock between your legs. You're so loose from all his ministrations that you barely whimper when he slides inside. It's when you're lifted and your legs are spread so Gaz can hook his fingers in your cunt and stretch you open to make room for himself, that's when you start whimpering and whining in earnest.

"Big baby," Nik grunts.

"Just needs a little encouragement," Gaz tells him, thumbing your clit.

Can you take them? Can you?

[just-student]

AHHAHAHA PROBABLY GAZ

[konigsblog]

P!LINK COD MWII MASTERLIST (🌽)

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

BEWARE: DARKER THEMES BELOW.

PHOTO CREDIT: GLUTT_R ON 🐦/X

KÖNIG

somnophilia with pervert!könig

taking kidnapper!könig for the first time

size difference with petite!reader and könig

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

loser!könig who loses control (breeding kink)

being groped by kidnapper!könig (hole inspection)

forced breeding with pervert!könig

hope inspection with older boyfriend!könig

virginity loss with könig (virgin!reader)

letting virgin!könig use your body (virginity loss)

raped and recorded by könig

entertainment for kidnapper!könig (non-con)

raped in public by rapist!könig

incel!könig making porn for his online girlfriend

SIMON ‘GHOST’ RILEY

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

relaxing simon riley with your pussy

‘obedience’ with simon riley

stepbrother!simon riley and his best friends

humping your stepfather's bulge

car sex with stepbro!simon riley

rough dom!simon riley and his fuck doll

being manhandled by your stepbrother

raped by kidnapper!simon

being filled by simon riley (breeding kink)

hole inspection with simon riley

cock worship with older boyfriend!simon

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

punishments with stepfather!simon

having your attitude fixed by your lieutenant

semi-clothed sex with pervert!simon

raped for intel by lieutenant!simon

JOHN ‘SOAP’ MACTAVISH

pervert!soap x milf!reader (morning sex)

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

your needy stepbro attempting to distract you

rough dom!stepbro!soap punishing you

playful!stepbro!soap and his virgin stepsister virginity loss

stepbro!soap eating you out

cuddling fucking with stepbro!soap

drunken sex with loser!soap

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

being fingered by stepbro!soap

mutual masturbation with soap

stepson!soap with stepmom!reader

KYLE ‘GAZ’ GARRICK

shower sex with pervert!gaz

the type of videos gym bro!gaz sends you

riding gaz in your new lingerie

the result of getting high with stepbro!gaz

having your insides rearranged by gaz

riding gaz for the first time

“don’t pull out!” with pervert!gaz

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

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

treating soft!gaz to a handjob after his deployment

virgin!reader fucking themselves back on gaz

CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE

being eaten out by john price (1)

being eaten out by john price (2)

morning sex with older boyfriend!price

spit play with older boyfriend!price

morning sex with sugar daddy!price

being eaten out by sugar daddy!price

manhandled by price

making out with price

stepdad!price and his slutty, daft stepdaughter

[blingblong55]

Simon I don’t care if you didn’t shave let me eat you out Riley

Kyle I just want to bury my face between your thighs so you can suffocate me Garrick

John I don’t care if it’s the 3rd I want to make you cum before I do Price

John It doesn’t matter if we’re in public let me finger you so they can hear your pretty moans MacTavish

[mockerycrow]

photos from my kyle gaz garrick inspo pinterest board !

[deunmiu-dessie-sideblog]

“would you love me if i were a worm?”

kyle nestles closer to you in bed, his warm breath caressing your skin as he presses a kiss to your bare shoulder; before breathing out a heavy, contented, sleep-filled sigh. despite his weariness, he hums softly and gently traces his hand along the expanse of your tummy.

“where is this coming from, sweetheart?” he’s tired, you know he is and you feel awful for disturbing him from his much-needed sleep— but you're curious. you pull away and turn in his arms to face him, placing a hand against his cheek and stroking your thumb back and forth. “jus’ wanna know.”

a deep, amused chuckle rumbles from his chest, and he can barely keep his eyes open. kyle presses a sweet kiss to the palm of your hand and nods lazily. “yes, even if you were a worm, i’d love you in every sense of the word.”

you pout your lips and press them against his, before snuggling closer to whisper softly, “i’d love you if you were a worm too.” he laughs softly and wraps you in his arms. “go to sleep, love.”

[tac-the-unseen]

COD characters accidentally hurt you

Ghost:

He shot you in the shoulder during a mission.

You made it through the mission out of spite alone. Once you got to the evac you were prepared to yell at him but as soon as you saw him the anger left. This big murderous monster of a man was in shambles. As soon as he saw you he was checking you over and spitting out apologizes. He was very upset with himself but stayed next to you until you healed and then some.

Soap:

He dislocated your shoulder in training.

He didn't mean too...He just got a little rough....after yelling at him for a few minutes you picked yourself up walked to a wall and slammed your shoulder back in place. He wimpered out apologizes as he followed you around like a kicked puppy for the rest of the day.

Price:

He accidentally burned you with his cigar.

As soon as you said 'ow' he was up and trying to help you. " I'm so so so sorry (Y/N)! Your hand looked like my ash try!" It hurt and ended up blistering but you couldn't help but laugh. He made sure the mistake never happened again.

Alejandro:

He spilled whiskey into your stab wound.

You had been stabbed in the arm on a mission. Al was being Al and living it up with a drink. He bumped in to you and spilled in all over you including your arm. Burned like hell. He was tipsy but help you the best he could......meaning ran your arm under the sink for a few minutes. The foreheadkisses were nice though.

Roach:

He slammed your hand into a locker.

He was frantic trying to sign and click out an apology. Grabbed your hand and gave it a mask on kiss. You told him it was OK but he still felt bad. Gave you some of his dinner as compensation.

Gaz:

Man's punched you thinking you were an enemy after he had a nightmare.

He sobbed as he apologized. Full on break down, ugly crying. You told him you were okay and tried to move pass it... The black eye you sported didn't help....

König:

He tripped on you and fell on you.

You were definitely hurt but not hurt hurt. He apologized, picked you up, ran away form you. He cried in his room. He thought you hated him now. After some convincing he gave you some of the best cuddles.

Thanks for reading!

This is an old reupload from my AO3 account (I wrote this 2 years ago 😭). I noticed that I haven't posted any MW2 fic for a long while now.

Luckily I have a few COD request, so that will change soon!

Sorry loves!

[granddaughterogg]

men of Modern Warfare VS Initiating Sex

This is but a seed of an imagine, because I haven't slept in 20 hours and my brain is fried. Should I go back to particular men and Divulge on it later?

So. How do they ask you to Do The Do?

Captain Price: With a tilt of his head, a smile softening those hard blue eyes and his low voice at its purriest. That's his special tone that he only uses with you, his girlfriend - or (for some reason) with his mortal enemies. "Come 'ere, girl."

Gaz: Like a regular guy would. "Do you wanna...you know?" Cue some adorable eyebrow wiggling.

Soap McTavish: With a bone crushing hug which quickly turns into him fondling you. Then comes a deep sigh into the crook of your neck. "Awh, lass, my cock is homesick."

Ghost: He's not a romantic. You'll either get a simple "Get over 'ere" or an even less affectionate "Drop them knickers, sweetheart."

König: This lad is a wee bit unstable. He has two modes when it comes to this, actually. It's either pouncing you like a jaguar, panting and growling German obscenities under his breath - or it happens mid-kiss, those downturned grey eyes big, shy and pleading.

"Do you want to make love?"

You're not sure which approach melts you faster.

Philip Graves: He's a cheeky bastard in all areas of his life and this one isn't an exception. You'll probably get a bouquet of roses, a grin and a wink. "So here's how it's gonna be, princess. You go put those flowers in a jar and then you come back here pronto, 'cause I need to put you on my cock."

[spookiboogi]

This is why you’re his second best sergeant Kyle

[st4rgrl4l1f3]

Alejandro who would watch you sway to music as you washed the dishes, humming the lyrics, focused on the task at hand. He’d come up behind you, placing his hands on your hips. It was almost like his hands were meant to be there; snug on either side of you, warmth radiating off his body as he smiled softly, swaying to the music with you.

“No te importa que me una a vosotros, ¿verdad?” (You don’t mind if I join you, do you?) He’d whisper softly in your ear, his penetrating, deep voice filling your left ear.

“I don’t mind at all.”

“Good.”

You’d eventually reach the last dish to clean, Alejandro’s forehead on your shoulder, still swaying softly with you. He’d take in your scent; the smell of the laundry detergent lingering on your clothing, your signature perfume you put on every day, the natural smell of your body. He loved it, and he loved you.

You turned around, looking into his eyes. Copper, sage, and sweet, golden honey. They weren’t just brown; they were earthy, a deep chocolate that would linger on your tongue, that you’d smell in a different room, the bitterness and sweet aftertaste so, so charming.

He took your hand, his smile deepens with affection. You dance around your kitchen, spinning, small steps in sync with his, your eyes going from his hair, inky, straight strands falling onto his forehead. To his lips, twisted into a sweet smile, his white teeth glistening under the light.

“Te quiero, my dear.” (I love you, my dear.)

“Yo también te quiero, Alejandro.” (I love you too, Alejandro.)

—————

John Price who came home and saw his pretty fiancée cleaning the living room, blankets nearly finished in the dryer, candles lit, the big 75’ TV off, floor vacuumed without a trace of a crumb. You looked up at him, whom was watching you with a smile on his face, arms crossed and his icy, gunmetal blue eyes. John took off his hat, setting it down beside him. Short, chestnut brown hair a bit disheveled from his hat.

“I see you’ve been workin hard. Thank you, hon.” His voice was hoarse, but sincere.

You give him a smile, eyes tired, cheeks flushed from the lifting and moving you did. The dryer beeps downstairs in the basement, your face relaxing. “I’m gonna go get the blankets.”

He nods, saying nothing else. John opened your pantry, lined with canned goods, heads, and sweets. He was looking for something specific, though deciding on a few select candies. Ones that were rich with chocolate, strong flavors that would satisfy your long day of cleaning. He pops a bag of popcorn, turning on your favorite movie on the big TV you paid for, sitting on the couch you’ve had for years that has never failed to comfort you.

The soft patting of your feet up the stairs makes his smile deepen. He pours the popcorn into a glass bowl, sitting on the couch and waiting for you, snacks in hand.

“The blankets are so warm, it’ll be really nice..” You look at the set up he’s got, walking a bit slower. You smile deeply—

“Figured you’d like this after you cleaned the whole house, yeah?”

It was a small gesture, but it was enough for your heart to be filled with joy and love. The warm, soft gray blanket you had just pulled out of the dryer covered the both of you, a strong, long arm coming out to pull you in closer. As you watched your movie, John watched you in his arms. Smiling, calm, and happy. And it made it all worth it, over and over again. His soon-to-be wife, cuddled up in his arms, and nobody was going to hurt you there.

—————

Gaz has always found himself to be a little more quiet than the rest. It’s not something that is a big deal, or that he’s insecure about, he’s just always noticed that whilst his friends, teammates, and acquaintances were talking, laughing and sipping on their drinks a mile a minute, he was sitting or standing, watching a tv, maybe on his phone, every once in a while someone would strike up a conversation, though it never lasted all that long.

When he met you, yes he was still reserved, obviously opening up a bit more. But his love language was small, kind gestures like a candy you had mentioned you liked, being on the counter after his grocery run, or a new pair of tights after you’d accidentally hooked yours on a thorn.

He’d notice small things about you, like how your hair would grow and grow, booking you an appointment to a hairdresser to get a trim. He’d notice the fact that you haven’t eaten today, making you a nice little lunch.

So when he made you upset on a particularly bad day, he apologized, which was enough for you. After work, all you wanted to do was shower and watch the new season of your favorite show.

But his apology wasn’t enough for him. That same night, he booked a luxury spa. Did he care it was $168? Not one bit. He woke you up with flowers on your bedside, pretty daisies that were a pale yellow in the middle, milky, soft white petals protruding from the center. He bought you that one game you’ve been wanting. You want it? He’s buying it. He let you pick out clothes, carry your bags, drive you around and take you for a restaurant of your choosing.

“Kyle, why are you doing this?” You asked, a sincere smile on your face.

“I didn’t feel okay even after you accepted my apology, so I wanted to make you happy in another way.”

“Kyle, you didn’t have to—“

“Maybe you think that, but it’s what I felt I had to do.”

—————

Soap who quite literally comes home and is surprised to see you. Every day.

You’re his wife? You, an absolute gem of a human being, a strong, independent, intelligent, fucking gorgeous person, is with him?! You could’ve done SO much better.

He brags about his pretty wife, pride written all over his body. Smiling, chest puffed out, arms crossed.

“She’s jus’ perfect. Never met anyone like ‘er. Patches me up an’ scolds me, but she’s beautiful while doin’ it. She’s damn near perfect.”

He’d ramble on and on about you, never stopping, even if he’s talking to himself now.

Women hitting on him whilst he’s out? Nope. He’s opening his phone up, showing you off to the girl that attempted to flirt with him.

“Yeah, that’s her. She’s perfect.”

“Oh um, sorry I didn’t know you had a girlfr—“

“Actually, she’s my wife.” He was quick to cut the woman off, the phrase “she’s my wife” bouncing off his head and into his heart, making him all giddy inside.

Coming home to you was the best. He’d wrap his arms around you in the tightest hug,

“Aaah! I missed ya so much, you know that?!” He’d smoosh his face into you, breathing you in and then going to kiss your cheek, down to your pretty lips.

—————

Ghost who would let you take care of him, loving when you scolded him for not doing it himself.

Ghost has never really thought of himself, throwing away all of his life at an attempt to help something that wasn’t guaranteed to do any good.

Coming home to you after a long day, he’s covered in grime. Bloody mask and uniform, mud drying and hardening onto his clothes.

“Evenin, hon.” He’d say, gruff voice greeting you.

You turned back to look at him, only for your eyes to widen. “Shower, now.”

“That’s an understandable reaction.” He’d quickly respond, but to his surprise, you followed him in.

“What’re you doin?” He’d question.

You took off his mask, inky, sticky, eyeblack smeared on it. Taking a damp towel, you wiped it off, giving you easier access to where exactly his wounds were.

“You have got to be more careful out there, Ghost! Look at you, you are covered in blood.”

“It ain’t mine.”

“Still, look at your face.” You cupped his cheeks, his face cold and your hands warming them. “You are covered in bruises and cuts.”

He stayed silent, letting you pat at the wounds before putting a thick, white ointment on that stung a bit, then covering him in bandages.

“There. Now you promise me to be more careful! And take a shower…Promise me that too.”

“I promise, honey.” He said, looking down at you with deep amber eyes.

“Good.”

He watches you walk out of the bathroom, a soft smile creeping onto his lips. You were adorable like that, scolding him to no end. He chuckled a bit.

“Oh man. I’m in deep now.”

—————

[ghouljams]

Deciding to get your pussy waxed for the first time because you're curious, not even thinking about that'll happen when you come home, forced to lay on the bed while Gaz presses the lightest kisses to the soft still stinging skin. You already told him no sexual activity the next couple days, fine he isn't doing anything that'll irritate the skin, but he loves the way it feels against his lips. So soft and smooth, he just keeps pressing kiss after kiss to your mound, to the junction of your thighs, avoiding your slit even as it grows wetter and wetter.

If you ask really pretty(beg) for him maybe he'll skirt his finger tips over your sloppy slit, gathering the wetness as he admires your water's handiwork. Mindless teasing and exploration of your flesh, until he can't take your whining anymore. Pressing two fingers into your hole and cooing at you, he knows it's a stretch but you can take it, pressing little fleeting kisses to your clit, being extra careful with you...

It's only too bad he won't let you come, don't want to break that "no sex or fluids" rule.

[snootlestheangel]

Hear Me Out

Guys, just, hear me out: YouTubers/Streamers AU for COD. There was a series of posts on @cod-dump 's blog about what games are banned for the boys and I've just been thinking about this but with Ghost, Gaz, Soap, and Alex where one of them is the actual streamer/gamer dude and the others just almost always play with him (maybe Roach if we went on the path that he's not actually mute, just kinda hates talking)

Retired or discharged for whatever reasons, the 141 are actually kinda happy to be living semi-normal lives. Maybe they're not all entirely civilian now, maybe Price has a position that doesn't require him to be on the field but he's still teaching/being a Captain.

But he's constantly telling the boys to find things to do to keep themselves happy. Especially Gaz and Soap, cause the military is kind of all they know, they've never had to be civilians really as adults.

Ghost is transitioning fine, and he's been a huge help for Soap, but Gaz is still kinda struggling. Eventually something happens and Alex is part of his life, but it's still not really what Gaz needs to feel "normal".

So Soap and Alex convince Gaz to start streaming/recording videos of their gaming sessions. It's a slow start, and Gaz is getting frustrated.

Until one time they play something silly but incredibly rage-inducing. It's a trending game because it's designed to pit you against your friends but is still silly nonetheless. There's one clip in particular that starts trending and becomes the reason Gaz's channel starts to take off.

The clip? Gaz yelling at Soap for something and Soap immediately just cursing him out in straight Scots only for Alex, an American, to scream into his mic as loud as humanly possible "WHAT THE FUCK IS A KILOMETER?!?!" after having been dead silent for the last 2 minutes. Why did he scream this? Not because of Soap's Scots, but because he had secretly just won the round after having lost the entire time they'd been playing.

People eat that shit up! Suddenly everyone's like "damn there's this hella attractive dude that records gameplay with his friends and they're all really funny." Everyone falls in love with Gaz's appearance first, but then they actually hear him and his friends interact and it's just trading insults and stupid jokes, acting like there's no one watching and they're suddenly kids again.

It eventually comes out that Gaz and his friends are all veterans, and despite the air around military not being the best, there's no denying that caring for veterans is a must. People slowly start to support Gaz's channel/streams, and before he knows it, he's actually got quite the following. His whole thing is about "wanting to do something to distract himself and others from the shitty aspects of life with a few laughs and some good games"

Eventually they convince Ghost to start gaming with them. It makes Gaz's popularity grow because now there's this really deep accent in the mix that's completely clueless as to what he's doing like 90% of the time (I just have this gut feeling that '22 Ghost is so fucking awful at video games) that they refer to simply as "Ghost". Suddenly, the chaos Gaz and his friends are known for increases tenfold. Ghost is flirting with all of them, Soap is arguing with him over literal couple things that come with living together, and there's a new element of really dark humor that wasn't there before (there was dark humor, just not this dark)

They're playing The Backrooms one time. They're not even in the game yet, just in the lobby. Gaz is laughing at Alex's tag for the game "MYLEG!" which is a reference to that one fish in Spongebob always yelling "my leg!" after an incident. Gaz is laughing too hard to actually explain to his viewers that, yes, Alex is an amputee. Soap starts making fun of him, as usual, and that's when it happens.

Alex: "I'll take my leg off and hit you with it, Soap, I swear to god." Soap: "I forgot you were already missing one for a second there and got real concerned." Alex: "No, Soap, I planned on removing my other leg. The one that's still attached, yeah. Just like a lil *pop noise*, ya know?" Gaz: *wheezing so hard he almost throws up*

Then they're playing this silly monster/cryptid hunter game called "A Day Out" and there's skeletons every now and then on the map. Gaz walks up to one and just starts freaking out, saying Ghost's name over and over.

Ghost, freaked out: What?? Gaz, pointing at the skeleton: Look, it's you! *cackling* Ghost, after a concerning long pause: *quietly* Nah, I'm not gonna say that Alex: SAY IT COWARD Ghost: No, that's my brother *Gaz making the most horrified face as he tries not to laugh* *Alex and Soap are losing their shit* Gaz: NAH THAT'S NOT OKAY

That clip posts and the internet looses it. I see this being the actual first video Ghost is in, so for this to be the first thing the viewers get of him, it's safe to say he's a hit. It's also never explained that Ghost does have a deceased brother, so there's just an acceptance of Ghost's skeleton brother.

There's several times where they've all gotten together and played silly games like Mario Kart when there's a bunch of them. There's the sober one and there's the drunk one, where there's so many different languages being hurled as curses at each other, Gaz gives up on captioning ANY of it.

OOOOooooooooohhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!! WHAT IF! Roach becomes his editor once he gets popular enough so he can spend more time playing games, solo ones when the others are working.

For a while, everyone's going crazy wanting to see what the others all look like, and sometimes (cause we're assuming the world they live in now during all this is a lot better), they're joined by Rudy or Alejandro, or both in one rare instance. Sometimes, for old times's sake, during the drunk gaming sessions, they'll call Laswell only for her to scold them. There are times they'll bully Roach who always, as the editor, changes their words from the insults to compliments. Or he definitely trolls Gaz a lot with some of the editing, and it's all around just a good time. Hence why everyone wants to know what they look like.

Then it's around the holidays after about 2 and a half years of Gaz's channel being as popular as it is. He posts a single picture on his socials with a group of people and the caption: "Love seeing the boys over the holidays."

It's such a nice photo; Alex with an arm wrapped around Gaz's shoulders, Soap and Ghost on his other side with Roach between Soap and Gaz.

And the internet has once again gone crazy. Why? Cause not only are these dudes fucking hilarious, but they're hot and taken.

Except, as they all end up teasing him about, Roach is very much still single XD

I have been watching too much YouTube lately, can y'all tell?? Haha anyways back to my hole I shall crawl

[konigsblog]

WARNINGS: NON-CON/DUB-CON, STEPCEST, INTOXICATION, SOMNOPHILLIA. DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT.

to write about stepbrother's johnny, kyle and simon...

all of them being so perverted, yet so predictable. :(

you can't wear a short dress around simon, otherwise he'll bombard you with questions, asking where you think you're going whilst dressed like a hooker! believe him, he's just looking out for you... but, when you come home drunk, attempting to hide in your room, simon is already convincing and coercing you into his bedroom, where he'll demand you to suck him off and let him fuck your tight, little asshole. gripping your soft tits over your short dress, rolled up around your waist as he begins to thrust and grind deep into your swollen, puffy and glistening folds.

you can't wear shorts around johnny because it drives him crazy. even your other stepbrothers will tell you to cover up, because johnny's acting depraved; palming himself in front of everyone, and eyeing you up like a feast. if you do, he'll be humping you constantly, trying to get you to bend over so he can get a nice view of your ass... you may even wake up to johnny rubbing his hard boner over your clothed ass, all drowsy and conditioned, tip soaking your skimpy pajama shorts, thick and milky cum oozing from the head of his achingly hard cock, while he apologises profusely, telling you to go back to sleep, that he'll be quick...

you can't wear anything revealing around kyle, nothing whatsoever, he'll find a way to sexualise you somehow. when you're wearing a low cut top, one that reveals too much cleavage, he can't resist. he'll grope you and kiss your breasts, telling you it's alright for a stepbrother to touch you like this because it's done with protectiveness, making sure you're safe in his arms, the perverted bastard lying straight to your face and being so touchy and perverted.

wearing bikinis? it's like you're asking to be fucked like a whore... :( during a pool party, he'll corner you in the bathroom and have his way with you, fucking your sweet pussy while you tell him it's not alright for a stepbrother to be so depraved with his stepsister!

[barefoothighlander]

ok but like gangbang with 141 x gn! or fem! reader...

alright i tried my best, this is literally porn with very minimal plot so. not proofread

warnings: mdni (18+), literally exactly what you expect, oral (fem+male rec), smut, dub con, unprotected pinv, anal fingering, overstimulation, creampie, so much touching, dirty talk, multiple orgasms, it’s a 5sum all bets are off, this is pure smut so read with caution, use of afab descriptors

You don’t know exactly how it started but Price had called the team into his office, you had just come back from a failed mission, you, Soap and Ghost were all meant to clear the building and retrieve your target while Price and Gaz provided aid from the heli, except your target got away. Luckily everyone made it out with barely a scratch, but it set the op back weeks now as you had no clue where your target had escaped to.

You anticipated getting a ear full from Price back on base, it had been your fault that the mission went sideways, you let off a shot too early, causing the enemy to track your position and reign fire while your group tried to push in, it hadn’t been your first mistake, but it would be your last.

You’re sitting in the office, nervously picking at the skin around your nails as the team files in, one by one. Price is sitting 5 feet from you, a lit cigar hanging from his lips as he waits for the men to settle in. You were already scared to be yelled at by your Captain but having him do it in front of the team made it astronomically worse, these were men you respected, you hoped they respected you.

“Simon lock the door”

Your heartbeat thrummed in your ears, was he going to kick you off the team?

“You’re a valuable asset to this team, but this mistake, you understand I have to punish you in some way”

“Yes Captain”

“Good” He stands from his chair nodding at Soap who moves forward and placed his arms on your shoulders, you stand up from your seat confused.

“You can say no at anytime” Soap says as he leans in and kisses you. He pulls back and you’re in awe, utterly baffled by the situation, you glance around the room, you’re cornered by the four men, and your heartbeat rises.

“Sargent, it’s your call” Price says to Soap and he nods, his hands moving down your form to i bottom your pants, your brain is a flurry of a thousand thoughts as he pulls them down, leaving you bare aside from your panties. His hands roam over your thighs before moving to cup at your sex, the feeling causes arousal to pool in your lower stomach.

Soap looks up at you from his spot on his knees before his fingers push your panties aside and he attaches his lips to your clit. You brave yourself back against the desk with your hand, his tongue working intricate circles over your bud, the sensation diluting your senses.

Soap wraps his arms behind your knees, pulling your body up slightly to rest you on the desk, allowing you to fall back, your back pressing against the wood as your fingers thread through his hair. You hear Price utter something to the men and you become painfully aware of your state, naked and vulnerable in front of your team, blush covers your cheeks as you make eye contact with Ghost who was braved against a wall.

Price circles your form, moving to stand at your head as his hand cups your jaw, you’re a mess of moans as Soaps fingers tease at your entrance.

“Just relax” Price says, reaching down to unbutton his pants and pulling out his hard length. You swallow thickly, his thick cock staring you down, his tip is leaking and all your thoughts converge on wanting to taste him. You stick your tongue out and he smirks, running the top along the muscle before pushing in, you open your jaw and allow him deeper, moaning around him.

Gaz and Ghost appear at your sides, Ghost scans your form before bringing his hands to grab at your shirt, tearing it from your body causing you to flinch from the cool breeze, he watches your breasts move as you writhe under Soaps tongue, his gloved hands moving to pinch at your hard nipples, eliciting a sigh from your chest.

Price is braced above you, one hand on your neck as he thrusts into your mouth, the room filling with the wet sounds from your mouth mixed with the gags he was forcing out of you, you’re struggling to breath, Soaps fingers pushing deeper into you, curling to hit your sweet spot as he sucks your clit into his mouth, Price pulls back from your throat allowing you a deep breath before your orgasm hits you suddenly, the men watch as to ur back arches, fingers gripping at the table as you ride out your high.

“Shit if I knew that’s what you sounded like I woulda done this sooner” Johnny says

You’re breathless, splayed out in the table like some sort of animal as the men’s eyes roam your form, they’re whispering to eachother as Gaz positions himself at the entrance, Price teases his cock at your mouth.

“Just gotta open you up a little” Price says, his cock pushing past your lips, you flatten your tongue against his shaft allowing him to thrust into your mouth. You swallow around him as Gaz inserts himself, the sudden intrusion making your eyes squeeze shut, you’re reaching for anything you can grab before you feel Ghost grab your hand, guiding it to his own cock. You moan at the feeling, your hand barely able to wrap around it nerves suddenly wracking your body as you think about taking him. He holds your hand to him, stroking it up and down his length as Soap watches you, your body glistens with a thin layer of sweat as Gaz continues fucking into you, securing a quick pace that has your legs wrapping around his waist. Price slows his thrusts, cooing in your ear before he buries himself deep in your throat, you choke around him as you feel your mouth fill with his hot seed, swallowing him before he removes himself.

“That’s a good girl”

You take a deep breath, the thrusts from Gaz making your hands clench on Ghost, a small grunt falling from his lips.

Soaps hands roam your body, his thumb settling on your clit as your hips twitch, you’re unraveling, your body putty in their hands. Your skin is rubbing against the hard desk, your neck digging into the corner before Prices hands move to hold your head,

“Doing so well Sargent”

He coos in your ear, his praise allowing you to relax, Ghost moves your hand to stroke his length, Gaz picks up his pace, the force making your body move slightly up and down, your breasts jumping with every thrust. Gaz is cursing as his pace becomes rabid, chasing his high, he bottoms out inside you and your pussy fills with his spend, the sensation making you curl your toes and you whimper as he pulls out.

Strong hands snake under your form, pulling your body up to turn you and place your chest flat against the table, your body spreading out as Soaps hands spread your thighs, his tongue licking a stripe from your clit to your ass causing you to flinch. His thumb teases at your virgin hole and your head falls forward, forehead coming into contact with the wood.

“Don’t worry lass, I won’t fuck your ass just yet”

He teases the head of his cock between your folds, causing you to clench around nothing before he pushes in, your slick coating him as the remnants of Gaz’s orgasm spill from your core. His cock is dragging against the ridges inside you, cashing moans to spill from your lips, quickly caught by Ghosts fingers as he pushes them into your mouth, you twirl your tongue around the digits sucking on them and he removes them with a pop, his spit soaked hand moving to stroke his cock in front of your face.

He watches your eyes widen as you finally catch a glimpse of him, smirking to himself, his massive member wracking your nerves. He cups your jaw, turning your head so your cheek is flush with the desk, his tip prodding at your lips. You part them letting him settle his cock between and he holds himself there, your tongue flicking over his leaking head.

You struggle to keep him in your mouth as your jaw opens, more gasps and moans slipping out as Soap pounds into you, your hips digging into the desk sure to leave bruises, his fingers got at your clit, correcting your slick before placing them over your asshole, teasing around the rim before pushing in past his first knuckle, the new sensation has you melting as he moves his fingers in tandem with his cock.

Soap is gripping your waist as he fucks deep into you, his top hitting your cervix with every thrust, burying himself to the hilt, his arms reach down and pull you up against him, your head falling to his shoulders as his arms snake around your waist.

Price sits on the desk in front of you, his eyes glued to your face as he watches you come apart, his hands moving down to circle your clit causing you to clench around Soap.

“That’s it baby, you wanna cum on his cock”

You nod

“Yeah? You wanna cum for all of us”

You look around, eyes glancing over the men before you sheepishly nod at Price,

“Then do it, cum for us”

You clench down on Soaps cock as he buried himself deep into you, filling you as you ride out your second high. He pulls from you and you fall forward, hands braced against Priced shoulders as he runs circles over your bare skin, the mixture of seed dribbling down your thighs.

Price barely gives you time to breath before inserting himself the intrusion making you sob into his neck, he holds you against him as he fucks up into you, a hand grabbing at your thigh to brave your leg on the desk allowing him deeper.

Your clinging to him, face buried in his shoulder as he drills you, your weight being held up by him as you lose your balance. His arm is around your waist, tugging your form down on him in time with his thrusts, he’s hitting impossibly deep inside you.

Gaz kneels behind your form, his hands moving to spread your ass to give the men a better view of where you and price meet as your juices coat his cock.

Wet sounds fill the room as Price continues fucking you until you can’t see straight, his punic hair grinding against your clit everytime he brings your body down, your hard nipples grazing against his rough shirt.

You turn your head and find Simons eyes, they’re glued to you, his face stoic under his mask as he strokes himself, the sight alone brings you back to the edge. You cum with a cry as Price keeps his pace, pounding into you, refusing to let you down.

His arms grip at your form, his knuckles almost white as he keeps you still, grunting as his orgasm overtakes him, he thrusts in a few more times fucking his spend deeper into you. You’re practically filled to the brim, begging for a break as he moves out from under you.

Ghost moves in front of you, the tip of his cock red, almost angry as he sits in Priced chair, legs parted. You whimper at the sight, slowly making your way to him, his hands find your hips as you settle on top of him, straddling his cock. You glide your folds over his length, shuddering when it hits your clit. His hands find your thighs, urging you up as he lines himself up with your core, you move down on him slowly, his size stretching you as you brave against his chest.

You were so weak and he was massive, you practically fainted against him, he fucked up into you slowly, allowing you to adjust to him in your fatigued state, once you adjusted he stood up, your legs still around him as he laid your back against the table, holding you there. Soap found your side, his cock situated beside your mouth, you lazily pry your lips allowing him in and he drags his length across your tongue.

Ghost holds your thighs to your chest, keeping you still as he fucks into you, the sensation of him making your brain cloud as your moans turn into pathetic meals and whimpers. He’s moulding you to him with every thrust as Soap pushes deeper into your throat.

“So fuckin pretty like this lass”

You look up at him with glassy eyes, your hair a mess sticking to your forehead as your skin glistens in a sheen of sweat. Soap braves himself over you, holding his cock deep in your throat before cumming, it pools in the back of your mouth, the salty taste mixing with the remnants of Price as you swallow every drop. He pulls from you with a heavy breath and you turn your attention to Ghost, your body is wrecked, your muscles weak as he forced you to take every inch of him, your head falls back as you let him use your body.

His pace is hard and rough, his cock filling every bit of your abused hole as he leans over you, hand gripping your jaw forcing you to look at him. You let out a whimper and he feels his abdomen tighten, his seed filling you to the brim as he comes down from his own high. He pulls from you, his fingers pushing the cum back into your weeping cunt as you clench around him.

You’re breathless, at their mercy as they tuck themselves back into their pants, your naked form splayed over the desk.

Soap finds himself back at your side with a glass of water, his arm braces against your frame holding you upright as Price kneels below you, helping you into your underwear so you don’t feel as vulnerable. Your breaths are heavy as you come to, your mind beginning to clear as your heartbeat settles.

“We clear now on why we don’t shoot early” Price asks

You nod meekly,

“Good, cause next time we won’t be as nice”

You swallow a thick gulp as the men leave the room, it reeks of sweat and sex as you dress yourself slowly, your knees wobbly as you brave against the wall, silently praying that no one heard what had just happened.

[blingblong55]

Families?-141

Price yelled at the team and now they are upset

Gaz: you hate us!

Soap: and we loved you like a older brother

Ghost: *shakes his head*

Price: what? no! you guys are like my second family

R/N: Awww...like the one my dad has

Gaz: oh...thats not-

Ghost:...don't. tell. them.

[mockerycrow]

ON MY MIND (Roommate!Gaz x GN!Reader)

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summary; you wear kyle’s hoodie and he’s forced to confront some suppressed emotions.

[WARNINGS; gaz is a smoker & is emotionally weary, fluff!]

“Kyle!”

His head tilts a bit from the call of his name, muffled and frustrated. His eyes focused on the glass plate in his hand, his other hand scrubbing the thing with an overly-used sponge. “Yeah?” He calls back, only turning his head by his left shoulder a tad bit so you can hear him better as he’s assuming you’re not near the kitchen.

Kyle hears you shuffling around, your shoes scuffing against the floorboards. You don’t respond for a second, but Kyle knows you’re focused on.. Whatever you were doing. He puts the soapy plate in the other side of the sink in the next tub, reaching for the next dish. However, his sleeve slips down his arm a bit, getting wet and soapy. “Ah..” He cringes out loud, his lips pulling uncomfortably as he uses two fingers to tug the now wet sleeve back into place.

Kyle hears your footsteps approach from the next room, causing him to tilt his body so he can keep his wet hands over the sink whilst also looking at you. You enter the room with a frustrated look upon your face, your eyebrows furrowed and your lip curled ever so slightly curled. Kyle chuckles, unable to help himself at how pathetic you look at the moment and he knows it’s not over anything important. “What’s wrong?” He murmurs, already amused.

You’re holding up one of Kyle’s hoodies, one the ones that has his last name sprawled across the back. He blinks for a moment before you begin to speak. “I gotta run to the corner store real quick and all of my hoodies are still damp in the dryer,” You exclaim, putting the hoodie down a bit so you can look at him. “Do you mind if I wear your hoodie to walk down there?” 

Kyle’s lips purse for a moment, a weird sensation manifesting in his chest cavity as he thinks about wearing his hoodie. “Go ahead, don’t need you getting sick, yeah?” Kyle utters as he turns back to the sink, pinching the front of his shirt and pulling it from his chest as if it’ll ease the sensation. “Sick! Thanks, Kyle. You want anything?” You ask, quickly pulling the hoodie on, adjusting the sleeves.

Kyle’s back is to you as he grabs another dish, mindlessly cleaning it. “‘Course, sweetness. Grab me some crisps, won’t you?” He says, putting the.. clean(?) dish into the other side of the sink on top of the soapy plate. “Yep, I got it. Bye, Ky!”

The door shuts.

Kyle blinks, staring at the soapy water with the tightness in his chest remaining, even after your exit. He sighs slowly, pushing his thumbs into the corners of his eyes—then he shouts, because now soap is in his eyes. “Shitshit—” He hisses, quickly turning on the faucet to wash his eyes out.

Kyle never asked for his hoodie back—a part of him expected for it to appear folded on his bed, washed and taken care of and the other part wished he never saw it again except for you wearing it. You always seemed to lose your hoodies after that, or you went through your collection much faster than you previously had. Neither of you pointed it out, especially Kyle. He was quite alright with a couple of his hoodies disappearing conveniently right at the times you were planning on leaving for a store, or just an outing in general.

Something sickly sweet twists in Kyle’s gut when he sees you wearing his hoodie. It’s something clawing at his insides, gnawing at his bones—energy that makes him want to bash his head into the wall and he isn’t completely understanding why. The second he sees you wearing one of his hoodies, especially the ones with his name on it.. It’s like a little feral squirrel in his body goes wild. 

Kyle turns in his bed, groaning softly as he rubs his hand over his face, trying to focus on the coolness of his sheets as he rolls over. He thinks about Soap and Price, thinking about the night where you embarrassed him in front of his mates. Kyle stares into the darkness of his room as he thinks about how proud you seemed to be after making them laugh—how you seemed to beam at him after sharing a reassuring look.

“Bloody hell.” Kyle mumbles, his words muffled as he turns his face against the warm of his pillow, his breathing harsh for a moment. A pleasant warmth trickles into his chest as he thinks about his missing hoodies. How he isn’t able to help the giddy smile on his face when he sees you walk through the door, coming home wearing something with his name on it. His. His. His.

Kyle lifts himself from his bed, grunting as his feet hit the cold floor. He patters across the floor, quietly exiting his bedroom. Kyle’s heart thumps harshly against his chest. He shakes his head and gently slaps his cheeks as he walks down the hall towards the living room and kitchen, trying to rid himself of these thoughts—of thinking of you like that. He pauses for a moment when he hears the television on, playing at a low volume. Kyle slows his footsteps as he makes his way past the hall, coming into the living room.

The television is gently illuminating the room and he hears you before he sees you. You’re sleeping on the couch, your favorite blanket sprawled across your lap, your back and head supported by the stupid throw pillows Kyle insisted that you two needed for the couch. Your head is tilted down in a position that looks slightly uncomfortable, your lips parted—wearing his hoodie.

Kyle stares for a minute, his eyes softening as he leans forward, his fingers gentle as he takes your head in his hands and slowly but surely, adjusts the positioning of your head. Kyle watches the way your eyebrows furrow for a moment, your lips pressing back together closed. His lips twitch into a soft smile as he watches you shift in your sleep, your face leaning more into his palm.

Kyle’s heart stops for just a second before he brushes the pad of his thumb against your cheekbone, your skin hot under his touch. So warm and full of life.

His chest tightens again and Kyle carefully pulls his hand away from you, his feet quick as he grabs his cigarettes and lighter from the counter near the backdoor, escaping out the back to forget about what his feelings truly mean.

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