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fanficbrainrot25 · 8 days ago

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CAN WE PLEASE GET SOLID SNAKE SMUT PLEASE IM BEGGING LITERALLY ON MY KNEES🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

Lonesome Cabin [MDNI]

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Out in the Alaskan snow, you and the legend — and old friend — Solid Snake have a sparring match. You practically begged David to train with you, wanting to show off your improvement since the last time you saw each other. However, the weather has other plans for you, and a snowstorm cuts off the session early. In the cabin, with powdery snow blowing past, you look for warmth in each other's arms.

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TAGS: Solid Snake/Reader, Fem!reader, PRE-MGS1, friends to lovers, smut, snowed in, SNOWSTORMS!!!, oh no whatever will we do, hmmm I guess we could snuggle... just for warmth ofc, a little rushed, not really proof read, i did this in a weekend, my first time writing smut lmao

WORD COUNT: 1,975

A/N: I just wanna say this is heavily inspired by a solid snake bot I saw on c.ai. The creator is @ caetuna ! Although I don't use c.ai anymore, if you do, please support them! Their bots were simply fantastic and made me enjoy the app a little more

anyways, thanks for being my first request! enjoyyy 🫶

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You're not sure why Dave agreed to your crazy idea. Afterall he had every reason not to.

Snake and you hadn't been in contact for quite awhile. Granted, you both had your own life's to tend to but, you still should have atleast called. So when you did, and asked if it was okay if you stopped by his place on your journey across Alaska, you most definitely didn't expect him to say yes.

It was an obligation really, to atleast say hi to him. And show off your new skills in the process.

"Are you sure about this?" Snake grumbles.

"Yes I am."

"You really think you've improved enough to beat me? You?"

"Snake c'mon..."

"I just find it ridiculous is all." With that thought, he gets into stance. "Well, if that's the case, then come on. Show me what you got."

Getting into stance, you face him in the snow. The clothes you two had on were probably not enough for the chill, but who cares about that anyway? Snake's brown hair danced along with the gentle breeze that came through, obscuring his face for a moment. He seemed to have grown a bit of a stubble since the last time you saw him, though you don't blame him. Who would bother with shaving out here? He's retired anyway, and lives in a lonesome cabin, it's not like he has anyone to look nice for. Not that you know of.

It looked good on him.

"Let me know when you're ready."

His deep voice brings you back to reality. "Ah, right." You shift in the snow a little more, trying to get into your flow state.

Fists clenched, you spring towards him, sending a few jabs towards him which he blocks with ease. You try to sweep his leg, which catches him off guard, sending him flying down. He's quick to recover, springing back up and sending a kick in your direction. Somehow he grabs your arm and spins you around until you land against his chest. His breathing is heavy, you could see the mist of it infront of you, coming out unevenly. You just him in the ribs, catching him off guard. With him distracted, you put some distance between you two. Snake however, is quick to chase you down.

He sends punches one after the other. It's relentless, one after the other, and he just screeches to a stop. You take the opening, sending a punch — which ends up being really foolish — since he takes your arm and flips you over on your back. The impact explodes your back with pain, the frosty snow numbing the ache.

"Ouch..." You groan.

Snake looms over you, the bastard having the audacity to smirk at you. The last golden rays of sunshine fade behind him. "Looks like you haven't learned a thing." He extends his hand out.

"I've learned plenty I'm just... a bit rusty is all." You grab his hand, pulling yourself up.

"I'm sure you have. Maybe next time." He brushes himself off, "By the way, there's a snowstorm coming through soon. So I'd stay safe out there."

"Really? Hm," You purse your lips in thought. "I could stay here for the night then."

"Oh."

Oh? Why did he say it like that?

"Unless, you don't want me to-"

"No."

"What?"

"No I," He looks away, "I'm just surprised." He coughs. "Uh, you can come inside."

Trudging through, you follow closely behind Snake as he leads you to the cabin door. He pushes it open, the inviting smell of wood and ash flooding your nostrils. You close the door behind you, taking off your jacket and hanging it on the coat hook. The living room was beside you, an ancient woven carpet beneath an even older looking table. A sofa sat sung behind it, velvet and parts of fabric missing. It sat across from the fireplace, which from what you could tell, looked like it was used earlier.

"Nice place you got here..."

Snake made a noise of approval, but from the tone of your voice he could tell you weren't really, approving of it, to say the least. "You can sit down if you want."

Taking the invite, you kick off your shoes and run towards the sofa, plopping yourself down. It was surprisingly comfy despite it's looks.

"I'll get the fire going. Do you want anything to drink?" He asks as he fiddles with getting the flames to spark.

"A few cups of beer would be nice."

He chuckles at that. "Not surprised."

"I need to relax, Dave."

"Yeah, after getting your butt kicked from me."

You scoff. "Shut up."

Finally, he got the flames going, the crackles of fire soothing your ears, a stark contrast to the howling winds of outside. As he left to go get drinks, you reminisced on old memories. You missed this. The back and forth banter, the talks that lasted way too damn late into the night, the occasional play fighting, you missed it all. But most of all, you missed him.

A part of you would never admit it, but you've fallen so hopelessly in love for him. It started out platonic, but as you grew closer and closer, you felt your feelings towards him shift. It's horrible, truly, and seeing him again like this? It just made things worse. Thoughts swam and zipped through your mind, the noise becoming a bustling city. A corner store of wholesome thoughts there, a corner store of thoughts-you-would-never-share-aloud-even-for-a-billion-dollars- there. You pinch the bridge of your nose to steady your thinking.

Footsteps approach, and you notice Snake coming back. It looks like he already changed into something more comfy, wearing a simple white shirt a navy sweatpants. Beers in hand, he sits down next to you, the weight of the coach sinking along with him.

He offers you one. "Here."

"Thanks." You groggily answer, taking it from him. For a moment your fingers brush, and a cackle pops.

The sound of opening cans fill the room, you and Dave chatting with one another. Just like you used to. You drink a few more cans, but not enough for you to be completely drunk. Dave however seemed unbothered, despite already drinking four cans of it.

"So," Alcohol bubbling in your system. "You've meet any pretty ladies as of late."

"How recent are we talking?"

"Mmm like in the past few weeks, months."

"I have."

"Yeah?" A tad bit of jealousy bites at you. "Who's the lucky woman?"

"Well, it's you."

"Oh, stop it."

"I'm being serious."

He looked you dead in the eye, and you couldn't help but laugh. You knew he was being serious, but you just couldn't believe it.

"Haha! Very funny, Snake."

"What about you, you've met anyone?"

"Hm." You ponder for a bit. "A few, but nothing ever serious. Or, lasting." With the last word, you look away. You could feel him still staring at you. Okay, new topic.

"Um, anywho, where are your dogs at?"

"They're hanging out in their room. I didn't want them to bother us."

Us.

Not you. Us.

"I guess that's fair," feeling cold you move a bit closer to him, brushing against his thigh. "Wasn't much of a dog person anyway."

"Excatly why I kept them away."

You're not sure what gives you the courage. Maybe it's the alcohol running your adrenaline, or something else entirely, but you decide to push this a little further.

"Is that the only reason?" A little closer now.

"No, I have plenty other reasons why." A glance at your lips.

"Which are?" You drawl out your words.

"It has to do with a certain someone who's in my home."

"Hmm, and what else?" You place your drink on the table.

"And... how they're driving me just about crazy right now." He leans in. "Making my mind go wild."

"Care to explain those thoughts of yours?"

"I'd rather show."

Just like that he's on you. Ravaging every part of your lips, so expertly you can't help but deepen the kiss. His right hand travel to cup your cheek, while the other hold your waist. Gently, you're pushed down against the couch. Fuzzy warmth envelopes you all over, igniting a spark deep inside you.

Eventually, you have to break the kiss to breath, panting breaths mingling with each other. Oh, the way he was looking at you. Like he's been waiting for this for so long.

"Listen-" He panted, "-If if you don't want to do anything more we can just-"

"No."

"Huh?"

"Snake, I wanna spend the night with you."

By his gaze, you knew your words shift something inside of him. The fact that your words held merit, that you could do that to him, made you clench your thighs.

"Then the pleasure is all mine." He's back to kissing you, his hands wandering over your chest, thighs, arms, whatever he could lay his hands on. It's instinct, of course, when you hook your leg around his waist. You needed to be closer, but it wasn't enough.

Thankfully, Snake seems to sense your thinking, lifting up your shirt so he has more skin to access. Making quick work, he unclasps your bra and pulls down your pants, now resting at your calfs. He trails kisses down from your neck to your stomsch, and back again, each one becoming more desperate than the last.

"You're downright gorgeous." He mumured. "Fucking beautiful."

You whine at his praise, Snake smiling at the sound. Taking his fingers, he toys with the band of your underwear, before slipping them under. Two fingers enter you at once and you could hear the lewd sound of how wet you were.

"Can't believe all this is for me." He breathes, picking up his pace. "How long have you wanted me like this? Huh?"

"Snake-"

He perks up at the name, thinking it sounds better than the one he was born with. "Say that again." He pushes his thumb against your bud, earning a delicious moan from you. You could feel pressure building within you. Rapidly coming closer and closer. What else could you do, but chant his name over and over?

Ripples crash through you, and you let out a silent scream. Snake keeps going in and out, riding your high, before removing his fingers and wiping your juices off. You see him pushing his band down, springing out his hard cock in all it's glory. Slowly, he pushes your panties to the side, lining up his dick to your cilt. Very, very gently he pushes in, letting you get used to the side.

"That okay?" He asks, sounding like he's barely holding it together. You nod.

That's the only warning you get before he plunges in. And you just feel him around your walls, the lewd slapping of skin on skin filling the room. His grunts were in perfect sync with his rhythm, and you both ascended to nirvana together. Pure bliss.

Snake starts to blabber on, giving you praise and telling you how beautiful you were and what have you, causing your orgasm to build quickly. By the way he was stammering, you could tell he was close too.

"Where- argh fuck - where do you want me to-"

"Inside," You beg. "Please."

That pushes him to the brink. Earth shatters and you can feel him spasm inside you, filling you up with his seed. You're close behind, white starts filling your vision as you cry out. You both take a few beats to relax, taking a break from the high. Snake was still inside, laying his head on your chest, his arms embraced around you. Lazily, you run your fingers through his hair, smiling at how soft they were.

"Looks like we're staying warm tonight." You whisper. Already half asleep he just grunts, "You could say that again."

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