#john soap mactavish x male reader

[princeguri66]

Back on my affectionate reader bullshit because I just want to smother those assholes with love.

TF 141 x Male! Reader

Kissing the homies goodnight.

18+ Minors DNI!

Cw: whole lotta fluff, it only gets suggestive at the end and that's it

It started with a joke. Gaz drunkenly saying "Hey, if I win will you give me a goodnight kiss?" Before you start a game of cards, you all laughed it off then. Until it starts getting later in the evening and when you excuse yourself to go to bed Soap calls out to you with a chuckle, "Ey, don't forget about Gaz's kiss" you trudge your way back to them eyes drooping. They all expect you to kick Soap or something akin to that, but you surprise them by leaning down and placing a kiss on Gaz's eyebrow before tiredly muttering a "goodnight" and walking away.

And if that didn't give them any ideas..

For the next week it was usually Soap and Gaz pestering you about your kisses being rewards.

"If I shoot all the targets will you give me a kiss?"

"If I beat him in this fight will you give me a kiss?"

It gives them such a boost of energy.

You don't expect anyone else other than them to ask you for one until you're watching a game on the telly with Ghost. "If my team wins, I want a reward like them" He says to you, referencing Soap and Gaz and you nod albeit a bit shocked.

And by a stroke of luck his team wins, you reward him with a kiss to his temple.

And when it comes to Price.. 

It occurred after a tough but successful mission, and it was all thanks to you. What you had to handle was rough but you still came back with minimal injuries.

After a quick check up and shower you head to the common room on base to lounge with your team, but when you just stepped in the area Price got himself up from the couch claiming he needs to get back to work. 

As he passed you he said a quick "Good job out there lad." And held you by your shoulder to pull you close and kiss you right on your cheek before walking away leaving you stunned.

The team saw it all of course, sitting still a bit stunned as well, seemed like your habit of kissing your homies rubbed off on the captain.

You were too focused on the lingering feeling of Price's beard scratching your face that you didn't hear Soap saying how that it's so unfair, how he also had a successful mission but didn't get a kiss from their dear captain, only realizing you've been standing there like an idiot this whole time when Soap ran past you trying to catch up with the captain to claim his well deserved prize.

And it just evolves from there, everyone gives each other kisses. 

It started off as conglatutory kisses like before, then it'll go to "kiss it better" kisses

(Like if Ghost trained so hard he gets bloody knuckles Price will kiss them better, or if Soap suffered an injury Gaz would be there to kiss his bandages, or if Gaz just had a rough day and is incredibly stressed you'd kiss his temple)

Then eventually everytime any of you are about to leave for a mission you all give a kiss to whoever's going for good luck, and when they come back it's those pushing mouth aggressively to cheek kisses happy that they came back alive and well.

And it goes to the point where any chance you get you'll exchange small kisses. Passing each other in the hall way? A kiss to the cheek. Finding each other in the kitchen late at night to grab a drink? A kiss on the forehead. One of you had a brutal nightmare? Boom, get kissed on your damn head, hell why not cuddle while you're at it? (You did cuddle while you're at it)

It doesn't take long for the kisses to trail closer to the lips, for the kisses to trail to your neck and collarbones as well. It doesn't take long for it to evolve from small pecks to heated make out sessions, desperate to feel each other's mouths even deeper. It doesn't take long for the five of you to end up swapping spit late at night, sloppily making out with whoever's mouth is open and wanting, stripping each other's clothes even with your mouth occupied.

After that it's no question to kiss the homies goodnight, hell it usually ends with more than a kiss.

[rodolfoparras]

Thinking about being the second option’s second option.

Pairing: Male Character x Top Male reader

cw: 18+, power dynamics, age gaps, blowjobs, riding, dom!male reader, sub!male character, unrequited love, love triangles, jealousy, possessiveness

You wouldn’t otherwise be on his radar, maybe you were much younger than him, maybe he was your superior and you his subordinates and anything beyond a professional relationship would be highly inappropriate or maybe you just weren’t his type.

But God you had tried to approach him and many times at a - a subtle comment here and there that could mean more if he just followed up on it, a longing gaze or a light touch that he promptly ignored or played off, you’d even mustered up the courage to fess up your feelings one time only to get rejected immediately.

He was interested in someone else, or at least that’s what he had said when you confessed and that had been enough for you to completely back off.

A week later or so and you saw him with that very same someone in tow. However you’d quickly realized he’d been tasked with patching up wounds he himself didn’t cause because it was so blatantly obvious that the person in question was in love with someone that wasn’t him. He’d been blind to see or didn’t want to see and even though you had in mind to tell him you’d stuck to the promise you made yourself, and stayed away from him.

However it hadn’t been long before you’d been assigned the very same task- patching up wounds you didn’t cause for the man that had rejected you once.

He showed up with tears in his eyes and a couple of drinks in his system begging you to make him forget. You rejected him at the spot told him to come back when his lips didn’t taste like gin and tonic.

You didn’t think he would come back but he did and soon you had your all too good superior down on his knees, warm wet mouth eagerly sucking you in like he’s been waiting for this opportunity

But you weren’t easily fooled you knew the eagerness wasn’t for you.

Although his eyes were locked with yours you could see the distant look on his face, clearly imagining someone else in your place but none of that mattered not when his lips were stretched taut around your cock, not when he’s got his nose buried in your sweat damp fringe of curls and your cockhead is hitting the back of his throat, and not when you could taste yourself on his mouth when you finally slotted your lips together

But it didn’t end there because he’d continue to show up whenever the wounds reopened which was rather often. Not that you minded , not when you had the older man bent in ways that had all the joints in his body aching in protest, one hand fisting his salt and pepper hair the other clawing the sheets while fucking himself harder, deeper onto your dick

Harder faster more please he sobs into the sheets, a name that isn’t your own neatly tucked in between the begs and pleas, eyes squeezed shut as if he’s imagining someone else in front of him

But you couldn’t care less not when you’re the one who gets to feel his walls clenching down onto your dick, not when you’re the one who gets to lick the tears away from his cheek not when you’re the reason he’s cumming in such way he hasn’t done in years.

And while you lay there wrapped up in white sheets basking in the afterglow of your release, you watch the way he hastily puts the clothes back on his body, ever so determined not to spend the night.

You were no fool, you knew what type of relationship you had, you were just here to patch up his wounds and nothing more than that.

Besides you were nowhere near his type at least if you were to compare yourself to the men he approached at bars yet you were the one to have the bigger man pinned beneath your frame, strong body bent in half and practically skewed onto your cock, deep baritone voice reduced to wails and whines as he begs and pleads for you to let him cum.

[miguel-owhora]

tf141 but it's trans force 141

soap :333

someone might shoot me for this but i think soap's the hairiest within 141. price is a runner up, but soap takes the cake. he's fucking hairy all over, from the top of his scalp to his toes, this man is a bear, or a hound dog, prancing around the world with no care.

even pre-t he was hairy, and even before he came out lol. he probably has a lot of both older and younger sisters, and i like to think he's their only brother. he'd get so hissy whenever he was forced to shave; he hated how smooth his body felt, how he used to nick himself, how uncomfortable it felt when his hair used to grow back.

when he came out and got on t, he was so smug about not shaving. he's probably the type of person to slap his sister's shaved legs and make some stupid joke about it, grinning when he'd get smacked on the back of his head. some of his sisters are secretly annoyed that their brother doesn't have to shave, and envy that men's societal norms are different for him.

but sometimes soap does think about shaving when his sister's tug at his hair, either on his legs or arms or chest. it reminds him that he's still their younger brother, and they can and will terrorize him.

anyways :3

soap is hairy, and his hair is dark and thick, and it grows darker and thicker further south. he's especially hairy on his chest, belly, pussy, and ass! oh, and pits, too.

rarely does he do anything with the hair around his pussy; if it becomes a bush, so be it. he has good hygiene so it doesn't become 'bad.' but sometimes he'll trim it; not shave, but trim, so it's not poking out of his boxers and not as itchy.

you literally have to pry his lips apart to get to the good stuff, his pubes are so thick and hairy it hides his pretty cunt and even prettier tcock. his cunt is fat and yummmyyyyy

he's probably the type of guy to shamelessly jerk off anywhere and anytime, pulling his pants down and jerking his cock off in front of his teammates who try to pretend they don't notice, but by the end they're all having an orgy or something.

price :333

he also squirts!!! like a whole lot more than creams lmao. he loves not telling any new partner that he squirts, it's like a gamble. either some people are into it or some people aren't, and it's a risk he's willing to take. his tcock is average, it's not too big but not too small.

honestly, it's a tie between price and soap. price is soooo hairy, i mean bro has a beard and all. anyways, unfortunately he comes in second place.

that being said, he's still so fucking hairy it's insane. hair smothers his pecs and chest, and it runs all over his stomach and arms and shoulders and back, down to his ass and hole, around his thighs and legs and toes and at his pussy !!!

pre-t and pre coming out, he definitely used to shave whenever he felt insecure. but once he came out and started going on t, he stopped looking at razor blades. of course, aside from keeping his beard groomed and keeping his bush trimmed so it's not crazy, he doesn't really do anything.

i feel like his ass is hairier than his pussy. it smothers his cheeks and thickens n darkens around his hole, pretty fluttering thing hidden underneath the mass of pubes. so anytime you eat him out, expect for a couple of hairs to end up in your mouth.

i also think he has a bush, but unlike soap, he regularly trims it. not like to the point where he's, like, hairless, but enough to maintain it—much like his beard, he keeps his pussy hair groomed.

i think he has a pretty big tcock. like whenever he gets hard, it swells up and pokes out of its hood, and i can definitely see price leaning back on something, smoking a cigar in one hand and jerking off his tcock with tbe other hfnffbf

i don't think price squirts, he just creams or whatever. he's definitely into fucking people's mouth with his tcock, and praises you soooo good hgngfh, maybe even squeezes your head between his legs.

also!!! i don't price has a naturally slow metabolism, but the reason he isn't fat is because he's in the army and forced to keep in shape. that being said, once he retires and slows down, he definitely gains weight.

hgngh, price having a belly and thicker thighs and sitting on your face, probably drinking some rich whiskey as you eat him out, sucking on his cock GOD

gaz :333

someone's going to shoot me for this but i don't think gaz is all that hairy !!! sure, he has a couple of hairy spots, like his arms and legs, maybe a thick happy trail, but he's not hairy the way soap or price are.

i don't think he shaves but he's not smooth lmao, idk how to explain it but he's perfect, basically.

speaking of perfect, i think his hole is actually pretty hairy, mostly because im into that. and speaking of his hole, gaz's pussy could be hairy, but this mf trims it. not that he isn't into hairy boypussy, he most definitely is, but he just doesn't like when his own cunt is unhinged.

he refuses to shave so all he does is spend time trimming his bush until it's neat and well-put. he's talented enough to make little designs, like that one time he trimmed his pubes into a stupid little skull and it threw ghost off.

this man has a fat fucking pussy, and i headcanon his tcock to be the biggest. even when soft his cock pokes out a bit, which means it stimulates gaz and makes him fucking weetttttt.

he's the type of guy to lead a humping session with someone, or trib idk. he'll pin them down and slot himself between his legs, maneuvering them until their pussies are rubbing against each other. he won't cum until the other person does, and he'd probably talk them through it gooddddd

gaz definitely squirts!!!! only because i like the idea of folding his legs to his chest and fucking his cunt until he's squealing and gushing around your cock GOD the masturbation bonding moments between him and soap would be wet as hell 😭

ghost :333

im going to rip this off like a bandaid and say GHOST IS HAIRLESS

well, body hair wise. i think he has hair on his head :) bro probably keeps it cropped or something idk anyways

HE'S HAIRLESS FHFNFKFKG

i just cannot imagine ghost with any hair. maybe a very light coating, but he's also both 1. white + 2. has blonde hair, so it's barely noticeable.

idk man he's just hairless, including his ass and pussy. god, that just means he's more sensitive. it's easier for him to accidentally rub against something and it'll get him wet as hell, his decent-sized tcock swelling with desperation.

god imagine hitting his pussy; so pale and smooth, it blossoms red under your heavy hand, he'd be soo teary in the face.

i also think ghost is a crybaby during sex. he's so sensitive and it's quick to get him overstimulated, and don't let his tears fool you: he's absolutely into it.

he's also into people folding him in half and fucking him like he's just a fleshlight, and he'd be embarrassed but god he'd let you spread his puffy lips open just to watch your cum trickle out

[thegnomelord]

yk how they cover fighting dog's eyes in order to calm them down? would that work on Hound or just rile him up more? if it'd calm him down I can imagine when/if he's "better" enough he'd start shoving his face into price or any of the other 141 to feel safer/calm, like nuzzling in between their shoulder blades/neck or if they're lying down together just pushing his head into their arms 😶‍🌫️

hmmm Price holding Hound against his chest to calm him while he claws and begs into his captain's skin for forgiveness because he acted out again, even if Price had already forgiven him🤔

if the loss of sight just makes things worse then I can see all of them always making sure Hound can know where they are, making noise when they can and maybe even dragging their feet a bit so he doesn't swivel his head around constantly to look for them😚 ignore this if u want tho reading it back is making me cringe a bit-

No, no, anon this is great! Y'all are giving me so many ideas♥️

I definitely think Price would have done that to Hound before he got captured, putting his beanie or just his hand over Hound's eyes and talking about Hound like he wasn't even there to basically calm him down. Like you know how you're a kid sitting between your parents and they're talking about you but you're snoozing or something like that. It would have just been comforting for Hound.

But Makarov soured it by using sensory deprivation as a punishment. And a pretty severe one at that, so Hound gets extremely violent when his sight is deprived.

But also like, when Hound's better, letting them cover his eyes as just this huge show of trust just melts my heart. Like:

CW:SFW just a bunch of fluff, cuddle piles

This feels. . . strange.

You're laying on top of Price, practically crushing him beneath your weight, your head and shoulders pushed beneath his loose shirt so you can lay your head on his naked chest. It's dark, and warm, the scent of musk and sweat curls in your nose as his thick chest hair tickles your face with every even breath, his heart beating so calmly beneath your ears.

It's strange. It's the best way you can describe it; a part of you is disgusted with the proximity, panic occasionally jolting through your system and lining your muscles with lead as your body expects for the hit to come any moment. Only for a calloused hand to run down your spine gently, turning your tense muscles into mush.

"You're alright lad." His voice rumbles in his chest, a type of tone that is both calming and commanding. "Just listen to my voice yeah? Good boy," A pleasant shiver runs up your spine as the praise, a low whimper escaping you as you nuzzle your head further into his pecs. Your head feels stuffed with cotton yet his low praises still reach your brain, and it feels strange to get them without any work, to be praised just for simply existing, but it's also. . . nice.

"Oi Price-" You tense immediately as the door suddenly opens, loud voices shooting lightning into your muscles. Price scruffs you through the shirt before you can react any more, calming you down to the point you don't even notice what they're talking about.

"Wh- Soap!" Price shouts.

You feel the bed dip, a disgruntled sound leaving your chest as a body shuffles under Price's shirt next to you. Soap's scent hits your nose before his head bumps into yours, "Yer like a pig in shite pup." His hair scratches your face as he makes himself comfortable on Price's other pec, and you don't need sight to know he's grinning like a fool. "Cozy in 'ere."

"How comfortable are his tits?" Ghost's voice reaches your ears, and it must be his body that lays down next to yours, supporting some of your weight that you're not crushing Price by wrapping a loose hand around your waist. His body is solid against yours, both of them are, Johnny's arm wrapping around you just bellow Simon's hand, unapologetically groping your ass.

"Boys!" Price sputters, and without sight you can only imagine how flushed his face must be, he always got red as a lobster when you'd tease him. "Can't you be decent for one day?"

"We're wearing pants aren't we?" Gaz's laugh sounds somewhere behind you, and you're pretty sure it's Gaz that lays down between your legs, using your ass as a pillow. "Oh, wow," You hear him mumble as if astonished, heat burning across your skin as you feel him nuzzle into your ass.

A low whine escapes your throat without notice, and you're not sure why, just something about the way they handle you, like you're made of glass, makes lightning crackle down your spine.

"Do you want to stop?" Price's voice is non-judgmental, his hand brushing your hair that peeked through the stretched taught neckline of his shirt.

You shut your eyes, breathing in deeply. "No." You say, your arms gripping Price's pudgy stomach even tighter.

You feel Johnny shift closer to you, his lips blindly brushing against yours. "Aye, yer fine bonnie." He grins, and pushes his head to meet your lips in a proper kiss. You can taste the aftertaste of tobacco from his cigarettes and the mints on his tongue.

This is nice. You could get used to this.

[gatorbites-imagines]

Kinktober day 3

John “Soap” MacTavish + breeding (ft some Ghost)

Been busy all day, so a short one today. I know absolutely nothing about the military and ranks, but readers at least good enough to go on missions with Soap and Ghost. Lil bit of Ghoap x reader, but Soap focused.

Kinktober 2024 masterlist

Soap was trying his hardest to balance between the two front seats of the vehicle Ghost as jacked, hands grasping both the seats as Soap as leant forwards, his sweaty flushed face hanging out between the seats. He knew Ghost could see him, and that the skull faced driver let his eyes linger, sometimes too long to just pass off as a casual glance.

But honestly, what was casual about this in the first place. It stopped being casual the moment Soap dragged you into the back of the car, planting his muscular ass in your lap and start nipping and licking at your face like a starved hound. Apparently seeing you headbutt a guy hard enough that he started coughing up blood was what got the Scotsman going. The heated look in Ghosts eyes had you feeling like it wasn’t just Soap.

Soap had groaned and writhed in your lap like a landed fish, rocking his bulge against your stomach as he tried his best to entice you to take him. You hissed at Soap that you two weren’t alone, but the lazy handwave and “don’t hold back for my sake” from Ghost just sealed the deal.

If it had been up to Soap, you wouldn’t even have opened him up. Youd just have shoved him face first against one of the seats and just went to town, ignoring his groans and gnashing teeth. Adrenaline had a tendency to turn him a little more feral than normal, and maybe the many brushes with death had rewritten his brain chemistry somewhat. At least to the point where it got him hard, watching you kill a guy.

Much to Soaps whining you still stretched him open, at least enough to fit three or four fingers inside him. You normally would have drawn it out longer, to make sure he was truly loosened up enough and comfortable, but Soap wanted it to hurt a little. The hot eye contact you kept with Ghost in the rearview mirror didn’t truly help at all, causing you to tell him to keep his eyes on the road, only getting a slow hot laugh from the Brit.

Soap was keening like a shot dog as you finally turned him around, hand placed on his lower back and making him arch his back to present himself. All that military training had done one good thing, at least that’s what you thought as you couldn’t keep from smacking that shapely ass in front of you. The noise Soap let out was more animal than human, but he clearly didn’t mind if you really laid into him right then and there.

Instead, you saddled yourself up and pushed inside him, as good as you could with the cars jostling. You had to have a death grip on his narrow waist to keep the adrenalin junkie from just forcing his hips back to take all of you at once, his eager twitches and jolts making you growl at him to stay still. Ghost was no help, as he just seemingly indulged Soap in his behaviour, cooing at the Scotsman that he was just so needy. The only thing that kept you from smacking Ghost was the fact that he was driving, and the fact that you had your entire shaft buried inside Soap.

Soaps words were a slurred mixture of familiar and unfamiliar words, one of his boot covered feet flailing a little before he got it settled on one of the back seats, which opened him up further. You could tell from the stretching of his thigh muscle that this was gonna ache tomorrow, but you had a feeling he would like that.

The windows of the car were quickly growing foggy from the heat your bodies gave off, the dip of Soaps spine growing wet from his sweat as you used the back of his shirt to move him back and forth, after he became a bit more agreeable. You could see how he was panting in the mirror of the front window, his eyes fluttering and tongue hanging slightly out his mouth.

Maybe it was adrenalin too, or something else, but some part of him looking like that just made you want to hit him, so you did, giving him a hit much harder than the first had been before you began. He clenched up so tightly you wanted to bite him for it, but instead you just clenched your jaw until it ached.

You didn’t have to be an expert to know that hed spilled all over the floor of the vehicle, the military vehicle, mind you. That didn’t stop Soap from throwing his hips back again, his words still slurred as he panted and begged for you to fill him, to breed him like the pathetic bitch he was.

Hearing those words made you almost stop, because where did that come from. The groan from Ghost gave you a hint though, so instead of asking you just kept going, until you felt the simmering feeling inside. Gripping the back of his mohawk, you wrench his head back and make him arch further than before, making sure to keep him wound as a bow as you spilled inside him like he so clearly wanted.

Flopping back in your seat only gave you relief for so long, yet it also gave you the nice view of Soap clenching around nothing and shuddering. It was truly on you, thinking it would be over after only one round. There was still a couple of hours left of the drive, and Ghost seemed tempted to just pull over to join in on the fun. But sooner rather than later, you had Soap clambering back into your lap, pupils blown, and face flushed, looking ready to go again.

[libingan]

— how the TF141 suck COCK!

JOHN PRICE

price starts by gripping your cock with a firm, authoritative hand, applying steady, controlled pressure. his mouth envelops your cock tightly, alternating between slow, deep sucks and fast, aggressive movements.

looooves maintaining intense eye contact, his gaze unwavering and filled with desire as he watches your reactions. he uses his tongue to tease the head and underside, applying varied pressure to keep you on edge.

his hands keep your thighs apart, holding you in place and ensuring you stay exposed. you just look so handsome spread out for him :(((

“so fuckin’ perfect, love,” he’d murmur, sloppily slurping up your sensitive cock, “taste so good too…”

his free hand LOVES to play with your balls, squeezing and caressing them to amplify the pleasure. he might adjust your position, pulling on your thighs or pushing you closer, ensuring you’re completely under his control.

KYLE ‘GAZ’ GARRICK

gaz combines a firm, eager grip with skilled movements, using a mix of slow, deliberate strokes and rapid, hungry pumps. he’ll lean down and suck lightly on your sensitive tip, digging his tongue into the slit to lap up your precome.

he frequently incorporates his fingers into the experience, gently fingering your hole while his mouth works on your cock. he’ll curl his fingers just right, pressing into prostate with each movement.

gaz talks you through it all. his top one priority is your pleasure, so he makes it a point to always ask if you’re enjoying yourself (you are). whispers words of praise and encouragement the whole time! he loves making you feel loved!

“y’like that, sweetheart?” he’ll ask so sweetly, batting his eyelashes at you, “feels good, yeah? you’re so amazing, love,”

he loves experimenting with different pressures and touches, finding the perfect combination to drive you wild with pleasure.

JOHN ‘SOAP’ MACTAVISH

soap style is more energetic and varied, using a mix of fast, aggressive sucks and slow, teasing licks. be grips your cock firmly and alternates between deep, intense pressure and playful touches.

this man loves incorporating sex toys, such as cock rings and vibrators, to enhance the experience. he might use a cock ring to keep you hard and on edge, or use a vibrator to overstimulate you, pushing you to the brink.

he’s absolutely obsessed with overstimulation, always pushing you beyond your limits with relentless enthusiasm each time he’s in between your legs.

“c’mon, lad, ye can give me one more, aye?” he says with a rough, scottish brogue, his voice muffled around your cock. “gonnae make ye cum o’er and o’er again, love.”

he loves deep-throating you, taking you fully into his mouth and throat, applying a constricting pressure that makes you feel every bit of his dominance. his mouth works you intensely, pushing your cock to the back of his throat and holding it there, making you feel both overwhelmed and electrified.

SIMON ‘GHOST’ RILEY

simon is agonizingly slow, as he takes perverse pleasure in edging you. he uses a mix of torturously slow licks and barely-there sucks, teasing you to the brink of release. his mouth is relentless, but the pressure is always just enough to keep you on edge without letting you cum.

he loves applying varying pressures with his lips and tongue, sometimes giving you light, taunting touches and other times intensifying with rougher strokes.

simon is incredibly tuned into your reactions and will pull off immediately if he senses you’re about to climax, leaving you gasping and desperate. he enjoys watching your frustration and need, smirking at the way you squirm and whimper.

“you’re not cumming yet,” he growls harshly, his voice thick with lust. “not until i say so.”

he’ll lightly graze your cock with his teeth, teasing you with gentle nips and scraping motions that add a sharp, thrilling edge to the sensation. his hand also adds pressure, keeping you right on the edge with slow strokes and sudden stops, making the experience both excruciating and intensely pleasurable.

[burstinn]

REQUEST!

as a male!Reader, I feel very represented in your works,

could you write a male!Reader that’s really tall? Like, humongous? In hight, and body? (In the military as well)

I always see male!Readers that are so small and tiny and baby.

like, no. You get me? Just saying. Thanks!

Male! Reader with the height and body of a goddamn Monster.

(Headcanons)

Note: some mentions on top reader but I like to keep it ambiguous. So you can read it as a switch! Reader. This is a quick drabble of some Hcs

People shown: Ghost, Soap, Gaz, Price, Keegan, Graves, Nikto, König, Horangi, Logan Walker,Roach, Makarov, Krueger

-Reader is 6'5.

-Basically built like the Russian terminator guy

GHOST

- Got shocked when he first saw you, wanted to seem more intimidating than you.

-So he puffed out his chest and glared at you.. Bro wants to challenge you nahh 😭😭🙏🙏

-You would fold him tho ngl (in the ring and in bed fr fr)

-when he got comfortable with you kinda jealous his title of the big, tall intimidating man got taken away.

-When you sparred with Ghost it was a tough fight but you managed to get Ghost in a chokehold wrapping one of your tough bulging sexy ass arms around Ghost's neck.

-Never knew he wanted to be man handled so bad it was Hot he had to excuse himself and run off because he got hard.

-Starts imaging if your cock is just as big.. Spoiler alert.. It is..

SOAP

-Looks at you then Ghost mind blown that there was someone more humongous than Ghost

-Teased Ghost for awhile

-Drools over your pecs..

-He totally dreams of being crushed by you..

Or being crushed between Ghost and you.. Or both..

-Asks if he could feel your guns (Your arms..)

(IT COULD ALSO BE YOUR HUGE THROBBING CO-)

-Keeps glancing at your cock. Even though it's clothed.. I mean look at you.. Your manhood is basically too tight for your pants he can literally see your outline.

-Soap asked if he could measure your Length.. So he could see how far it could go inside of him YK?! YOU UNDERSTAND.

GAZ

-More interested than having dirty thoughts.

-Keeps asking how you got that big

-Wants to be just as strong as you

-Cutie patootie (T_T)

-Basically hangs around you to see how you work

-Even follows you so he could watch you train and spar

-Asks about your diet and if how your body looks is genetic

-inspired by you. Like a child (😭😭WHALUAAHHAH GAZZ)

PRICE

-Beneficial for him I mean he gets to have another soldier that's just as intimidating as Ghost.. Maybe even more.

-Is like a proud father

-Talks to everyone about you and how bla bla bla

-Trains with you

-He'd show you tricks and tips on how he trains and you show him tips and tricks on how you train

-Probably has a picture of you at his desk.. Beside the other pictures of his other not biological family. Aka. The whole 141..basically has a pic of everyone they all family up in 'ere

KEEGAN

-Heh.. Yknow.. Pictures..

-In the showers in lockers makes sure he's there near so he can see you in all your glory

-Probably had wet dreams about you

-Also makes sure he's there when your training. It's not like he's obvious everyone there is fuckin watching you

-What's that? You wearing a compression shirt? 🤨🤨 nuh uh in the sex chamber you go 👉

-Touching, touching, touching EVERYTHING

NIKTO

-Quiet

-What the fuck

-Silent panicking

-Jealous very jealous

-Compares himself to you, would train harder just so he can look like you (bb nooo 😭😭)

-Would watch also how you train your body so he could copy it

-You caught him once training in the middle of the night.. And he's using your technique on how you use the punching bags.. He's just getting some stuff wrong..

-When he notices you he got.. Slightly embarrassed and angry.. Panicked inside when you came closer asking him if he was using your technique in training

-You trained him properly on how you do it.

-so like now.. You train him in the middle of the night..

GRAVES

-same as price shows you off but more in an annoying way

-Hes boasting

-Would face you off against his strongest shadows no diff you still win.. Yuuuhhh

-Subtle touching like hand on shoulder, arm, head whatever.

KÖNIG

-Relieved that he has someone that looks like him.. Albeit slightly shorter.. Still!

-Got nervous meeting you first.. Forced himself to act tough to impress you I mean he is a colonel

-Makes sure to be in missions with you. Wants to see you in your most serious and intimidating

-Got intimidated himself once he saw how you act on field

-Tries to be on your good side the whole time

-One day he was watching you and just started thinking about YOU KNOWWW!!

-Blasphemous! He got red and cried to Horangi about it

HORANGI

-You know about this guy

-He's silly

-He'd read fanfics thinking it's him and you

-he'd make fanfics too, about you and him maybe adds König

-Shows it to König all proud and shit as if König isn't looking at him with absolute horror in his face when he reads what Horangi wants to do with you or you with him.

-He's delusional

-Slapped your ass and blamed it on someone else that's near him. It was König.

-Is it as veiny as your arms? A man can only dream.

-gives you a soda can and tells you to crush it in your arms.. Better yet in between your legs.

-Would then tell you like "good now do my head"

-PlEASE let him be between your thighs

LOGAN WALKER

-Rolled his eyes when he saw you

-Avoids you like the plague

-Why doesn't he like you? No idea. He a big pussy bitch is what. He sad you get more dick n pussy than him.

-Complained about you to Hesh

-He may not like you. He can't lie tho. You are good at your job so like he can't do anything about that

MAKAROV

-Sex Chamber. Now.

ROACH

-Quiet around you..

-Looks up at you like a damn bug. It's cute. He likes it when he looks up at you

-He'd jump on you and crawls around like a cockroach

-haha funi jok

-Would use your shoulder as a seat.

-If you do pushups he'd be on top of your back

ALEX KELLER

-Oh..

-Audible gulp sound (haha he's drinking your seme-)

KRUEGER

-Curses in German

-Dreaming about HAHAHAHAAHAH

-If he's fingering his gun to clean it he just.. Thinks..

-If he sees YOU finger your gun to clean it.. That's it he's done.

-He's dragging you somewhere

[lieutnt]

Thinking about omega!Soap becoming a possessive little thing once you’re mated. He’ll wear any marks you give him with pride - the more difficult to hide the better. He wants everyone to know he’s yours and you’re his.

Soap trusts you completely, but that doesn’t stop his temper rising when he spots you talking to an unmated omega for just a little too long, especially when he can hear you trying to end the conversation but the omega won’t take the hint. So he slides up to you like the demure omega he isn’t, nuzzling into your chest and purring loudly when your arms immediately wrap around him and you begin scenting the top of his head as all your attention turns to him.

He hears the omega scoff under their breath before they walk away and Soap looks at you with smug pride, even as you roll your eyes at his performance. “Feeling better now?” You question, unable to stop your own responding purr.

Soap hums, “Might need tae remind ‘em who ye belong tae.” He drags you away to his room, pushing you down on his bed and undoing your pants just enough to pull your cock out, stroking you to full hardness while he attacks your neck, biting and nipping at the skin until you’re wearing matching teeth marks. Once you’re hard he’s dropping his pants and boxers, fingers smearing the slick that’s beginning to gather around his hole to finger himself open, thighs settling either side of yours so he can kiss you while he does so.

As soon as he’s stretched enough he’s lining your cock up with his hole and sitting down, moaning into your mouth as he begins to ride you.

You later receive knowing looks from Gaz when he catches a whiff of you and Soap, shaking his head at your mingled scents and the blooming marks across both your necks.

[ultkenneth]

Hot take but I think Gaz would have the best kisses (gn reader).

Price would be into smooches and pecks. A quick kiss on your temple or forehead or even one to your hand type of kiss, like a true gentleman. Tugs the belt-loop of your jeans or puts a hand on the back of your neck to get you to pay attention to him, and then he’s tilting your head whichever way would make it the easiest to kiss.

On the uncommon chance your lips meet he’s quick to pull back after a sweet kiss, just a small peck and then he’s pulling away to tap your ass lovingly. Does he think his beard and mustache would start to hurt you if he did any more? (he’s waiting til marriage (maybe))

Ghost would either be quick and soft in fear of (somehow) hurting you or (rarely) hungry and mean. Depends on the day honestly. On the off chance he’s feeling vulnerable then he can’t keep his hands off you, constantly pulling your lips close and your body even closer — to reassure him you’re still alive and breathing.

Despite his actions they’d still be soft kisses to your temple or the corner of your lips; just loves the feel of your body on his more than anything. If he’s feeling particularly horny then he’ll tug the back collar of your shirt towards himself just so he can pry your lips open with his tongue or thumb to taste you. Bastard.

Soap would be sloppy and needy. You can’t tell me this man won’t angle your head; one hand pressed against the side of your head as he pulls you in, teeth clashing with an uncomfortable sound as his other hand tugs the waistband of your pants to press against him. He’ll keep leaning onto you, until he’s practically pushing your upper body back and pressing you against the nearest surface.

There’s saliva and a little blood from a newly cut lip dripping between your chins and you’ll have to tug his mohawk back to get him off you for some air. He doesn’t mean to hurt you, but he’s just so eager to place his lips on yours.

But Gaz? It’s like you can feel every single emotion running through his mind when he kisses you. It’s like he knows what type of kiss you want just by the look on your face. Anything you want from him, he’ll do it and serve it on a silver platter and then some.

He does all three listed above too, holding your cheeks and pressing kisses on all the available skin he can get to, only stopping when you try to pull away. Loves to tilt your head for better access and loves passionate kisses.

He’ll kiss your temple or head any chance he gets just to see the slight blush on your cheeks or the quirk of your lips. Will also tap your ass or grip your thigh before, during, or after a kiss. He’ll press your body against his as his lips claim yours, a hand against your jaw and the other wondering a little too close to your ass.

He’ll keep pushing and pulling until your hand grips his shirt but he’ll keep devouring your lips anyways. If he’s feeling a little mean then he’ll push you against a counter or wall, hands gripping your hips as his lips finds purchase on your jaw and neck. Only after feeling satisfied with the purple marks littering your neck he’ll go right back up to your lips, tilting your head as his tongue licks into your mouth.

Likes it messy; spit pooling in both mouths and every time he lets off for a breath there’s saliva dripping down your chin, your lips bruised and wet before going back in. Loves to back away and watch as the string of saliva breaks.

[luboy7rt]

 How Task Force 141 Would React to You Being Injured on the Field (GN - Teammate Reader Addition)

(Warning? Reader does pass out in one paragraph each, with no big details of any injury involved. Not much detail on the injury, just don't want to accidentally not warn someone of what is involved. So not many in-depth details on the injury :)

(Note:(GN - Reader. These can be seen as mostly platonic but can be seen as romantic and these are just my headcanons, feel free to disagree or agree, thank you) (INCLUDES: John Price, John 'Soap' MacTavish, Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick and Simon 'Ghost' Riley)

Jonathan (John) Price:

- John is quick in dragging you off to a safe point, firmly placing you in a nice nook to ensure no stray bullets hit you. He does protect you, barking out orders for you to cover the wound and apply pressure as he focuses on killing the remaining enemies and makes sure the area is safe before helping you.

- Once it is ‘safe’ enough, he drops on one knee, questioning how you were ‘feeling’, scale of pain, how many injuries, just gives you a hell of a lot of questions to answer as he pulls out his small medical kit.

- He does basic procedures to ensure the wound wasn't fatal, disinfects and bandages as quickly and efficiently as he could as there might be enemies still around.

- He would question if you could stand, if not he has no problems helping you walk, looping his arm either over your shoulders or around your waist to pull you along to the evac point.

- You might owe him a drink, or two. He makes a ‘joke’ about it as you two walk (he isn't joking despite it coming off as one. You will end up paying for a round).

- He does take good care of you, ensuring you weren't in much pain, as he settles you into the evac helicopter, calling for a medic over comms when he could.

- He'd pat your shoulder or head and stay hovering near you until you get back to base, his eyes always coming back to check up on you.

- Depending on how much experience you have in the field, how many injuries you have had in the past, and how bad the injury was, if you were new to the team, he's a bit more ‘eh’ the medics know how to do their jobs but I'll stay nearby. If you are someone that has been on the team longer, he's sat by your side, rubbing your shoulder with one hand or the back of your neck, talking to you, questioning how you were. 

- If it's a ‘small’ injury, he's more relaxed, allowing the medics to do their jobs and not being that overbearing. 

- If it's a bigger injury? Good luck escaping his view, his eyes are on your wound while it gets patched up, ensuring everything goes smoothly while holding your forearm firmly in his grasp. His eyes would go from your injury to your face to see if it was affecting you badly or not. He forces himself to shut up, his jaw subtly clenched trying to let the medics do their job but he has to bite back comments of worry.

- If you pass out? He looks a bit surprised, his reflexes acting quickly catch you, his hand on your lower stomach and shoulder as he moves you to sit back in the helicopter, ends up sitting next to you the whole flight to keep you in place, he stays strong despite the silent worry in his eyes.

John (Johnny) ‘Soap’ MacTavish:

- He's antsy when you get injured in front of him, he swiftly deals with the enemy soldier that caused it, dropping down to your level and taking you into his arms. He asks ‘are you okay’ in many different ways, along with ‘where are yer hurt?’ a few times.

- His hands find your wound to apply pressure, or quickly bandage it, unable to clean it in the fast-paced situation, as enemy soldiers were still around, his main focus was simply getting the bleeding to stop and he would clean and bandage you up better later.

- He'd put his body between yours and the enemy soldiers, trying to block you from getting injured more while also firing back, trying to complete his job but also ensure you are protected.

- He would mutter to himself, as if to keep himself on track on what he had to do first, like a subtle ‘check-list’ on what to do, deal with this group of enemy soldiers, clean and re-patch your wound, run the hell to evac point. 

- He would gently brush his thumbs over your eyes if you cried due to the pain of your injury, quietly murmuring a bit of praise to keep you awake and aware before helping you up. He keeps a tight grip on you while his eyes check on you every few minutes before returning to look around his surroundings. His hand firmly on your back, rubbing slowly as his other hand held his sniper.

- If you needed him to carry you, he would. He would either throw you over his shoulder so he could rush to the evac point or hold you a bit more gently as tightly holds you.

- Once in the evac helicopter, he would let the medics do their job, him sorta being on autopilot as he watches over you. His hand going from the top of your head, to your shoulder, to gripping your forearm, to simply just grabbing at you. You were always in his grip, as if he was making sure you were still around and alright.

- If you pass out? He goes a bit pale, putting you down and yelling for a medic quickly, shaking you to try and wake you up. If you wake up, great, he’ll slowly calm down as he ensures you're safe within the evac helicopter. If you don't? He panics a bit, despite being trained not to, he can't help it when he knows a person so well, his own teammate. He ends up sleeping out next to you, his head on yours as the evac helicopter flies back to base, the medic having had patched you up and Soap there for support. But it wasn't known if he stayed with you for your own comfort or his own comfort.

Kyle ‘Gaz’ Garrick:

- He stumbles after you, trying to make quick work to check if you were okay, tugging you down to hide behind a bit of stone. He loses all the confidence he had moments prior as he watched your pained face.

- He would quickly bandage your wound, going into simply just repeating what has been drilled into his mind over the years. He is quite quiet during this, going on his comms unit to request for a medic and backup. 

- His eyes softening and he lets out a quiet sigh of relief if you are awake and aware, he grips your shoulders, while keeping a firm eye out for any enemies about. He smiles at you softly as he crouched down right in front of you, giving a brief side hug before going back to protecting you until backup arrives.

- Kyle pulls you up gently when backup arrives, sneaking you out of harms way while trusting the others to handle the few remaining enemies about. He would give you a soft look while murmuring encouraging words, he doesn't want you to pass out on him, so he was really just rambling to try and catch your attention.

- Promises to buy you a snack, or a round, or any drink you want as long as you don't pass out (he ends up buying you anything even if you do pass out).

- If you do pass out, the look of ‘are you kidding me? I said not to’ Kyle had as he caught you, his arm around the back of your waist, to keep you leaning into him instead of landing on the floor. Kyle ends up dragging/carrying you to the helicopter.

- He sits next to you as a medic does their work, looking at the ceiling as he breathed out, he was sure that was maybe the most ‘scare’ he ever had in his career as he cared about you, you being his teammate, he spent about all his time with you and the other Task Force 141 members, his thoughts went to a horrid place. Thinking about what he would ever do if he lost you or any other member he was close with.. he felt ill at just thinking that. But when his eyes went to you, his eyes softened and he relaxed, shaking those thoughts away as he was simply glad you were alright.

Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley:

- Ghost ends up killing the enemies who injuried you himself, having snuck you to a ‘safe’ hidden place in the battlefield before doing so. Having tossed his medical kit at you for you to care for your own injuries as He went off to deal with the dangers that still lurked around every corner.

- He comes back after about twenty minutes, silently watching you (if you managed to actually patch yourself up, he's more relaxed, calls you a idiot if you were too injured to patch yourself up) But Ghost leaned down to clean your wound then patch it up for you. Murmuring half- ‘insults’ but it was only out of care due to the fact he wasn't to sure on what to do with himself other than killing those who harmed you.

- There is indeed an awkward silence between the two of you as he patched you up, awkward eye contact, even more awkward touching. Ghost would quietly grunt at you. Shifting to help you up, if you stumble he sighs. Ends up just fireman carrying you or dragging you off, speaking calmly over his comms unit to get a evac helicopter on route.

- His hand would squeeze your shoulder, he wasn't one to like affection that much, but it was sorta like he was trying to keep both of you calm, he just wasn't sure how to show you..? He wanted you to know you could Indeed rely on him.

- If you pass out.. he forgets to catch you. You hit the floor hard as he made a silent ‘shit’ face under his mask, as he had been walking in front of you, having had not noticed until he heard the thud. He silently drags/carries you to evac point. He doesn't let a soul know he allowed you to fall.. he doesn't even inform you once you wake up. No one will ever know of this error.

- He keeps his hand firmly on you as he brings you to a medic, and watches their every movement, there was no room for error patching up one of his teammates.

[the-whispers-of-death]

what about a male bunny reader who is dating ghost and soap (poly?) his tail twitches when nervous or anxious and lately its been twitching a lot especially when he’s around the two so they think they’re making him anxious but really he’s just excited to see them

Ghost would be concerned that he's making you anxious when he sees your tail twitches when he's around you, he's used to people be intimidated by him. He tries to pull away from you, but Soap knows you're just happy to see both of them so he stops Ghost from doing so.

When Ghost knows it's because you're excited, he'll coo at you, his heart warming at the thought of his boyfriend being excited to see him. You're so precious to him.

Soap loves seeing your tail twitch in happiness/excitement, especially when he peppers your face with kisses and makes you laugh. He thinks it's so endearing and it's a personal slice of heaven for him. He'll gently tease you about being so excited to see him, saying how you're so cute for being excited about seeing your boyfriend(s).

[princeguri66]

Reader who whenever on break or on leave or whatever would cook for the whole task force because he can't STAND British food. like whatever they serve in the mess hall he'd definitely eat it but when it's reader's off day or the whole tf141 is having a break he'd refuse opting to cook himself.

And when he does it's a blessing to the task force, they'd wait patiently for the next time they can go on leave just so they can have reader's cooking. Like I bet some of those mfs would still like some beans on toast or some shit but they'd want reader specifically to cook for them (says it tastes better when he makes it)

They pay by being the ones who buy groceries and materials for you to cook, it's like you're their personal chef and they love you for it.

Can you just imagine the domesticity of it all? Where you cook doesn't matter, it could be on base or your own flat.

You're watching over the stove, multiple dishes cooking at the same time to make sure you could fill up the bellies of five (including yours) grown men.

Gaz usually being the most helpful out of the bunch. Like you're too busy fussing over the steak that's searing on the pan he's making sure the fries don't burn.

Ghost would only be allowed on ingredient prepping duty, like chopping vegetables or grating cheese because he almost burnt the kitchen down with his mishandling over the stove.

Soap being the one who'd get whatever ingredient you need, like if you need to add more salt he'd dash from where he was sitting to right beside you with the salt shaker.

And with all that going on of course the dishes would pile up and Price would do the dishes, in between the cooking and after eating.

Idk I'm sorry this became a weird thing abt how the others would behave when you lot cook together I'm just brain dumping 😔

[rodolfoparras]

HEAR ME OUT: soap's big naturals

thinking of little couch cuddling session with soap, using his chest as a pilow... using them as a stress ball... biting them...

i wish i could go on but i just woke up and he makes me FERAL

-🧼

Soap looks like he’s got sensitive tits whines and whimpers escaping his lips when you lightly brush over his pecs, doesn’t even have to be in a sexual manner, could be while you’re reaching around him to get a plate or accidentally brushing against them when you’re training or even mindlessly stroking the skin when you’re cuddling

Now imagine how loud he gets when you actually try to pull sounds of him loud grunts and groans escaping his lips as you squish the pale skin, watching his pecs go red from your fingertips, massaging your thumb into the fat tissue and watching his hips buck up into the air looking for any sort of friction he can get, twisting his nipple between your thumb and point finger just to see him claw at the sheets endless moans escaping his lips practically ready to cum in his pants from just that little bit of stimulation

Or how easy it is to rile him up by grazing your teeth over the sensitive numbs, being cruel enough to suck at his nipples through the shirt he’s wearing, wet patch forming on his shirt and pants, practically sobbing into the back of his hand as your tongue laps at the mounds, practically cumming his pants when the palm of your hand kisses his slicked up skin, begging and pleading for you to keep slapping his tits even though the skin is practically blistering

Soap who’s absolutely obsessed with the thought of you fucking his tits, begging for it every time you stumble into the bed, big teary eyes eagerly watching as you straddle his waist, hand shaking from excitement as he cups his pecs and pushes them together, eagerly waiting for you to slot your hot wet cock between them, practically cumming his pants with just a couple of strokes to his searing hot skin, gets hard again when you cum all over his tits.

Soap who absolutely loves shower sex because it means he’ll have your big calloused hands soaping up his skin, face buried into the slope of his neck while you cup his tits, rubbing circles into the sensitive skin, watching the way he’s erratically stroking his dick while you stroke his tits

[issdisgrace]

Give me your headcanon about Cod men with male reader who's great at cooking frfr

Also i think you're super cool but I'm scared to talk to ya so this is the first time I'm saying anything to you

COD MEN WITH A S/O THAT IS A GOOD COOK

WARNINGS: None

A/N: I hope you like this and I like the picture of the bear. Also there's no need to be scared of talking to me. I promise I don't bite.

ALEJANDRO

Alejandro loves to cook, he always has. One of his first memories is watching his abuela cook. So he is really excited to find out that you cook and cook good at that. He immediately gets you into the kitchen so he can see what you got. To which he is throughly impressed by your cooking and can't wait for you guys to cook a meal togeather.

SOAP

Soap is a terrible cook and when I mean terrible I mean he's literally burnt water. He's also almost burnt down his place and the base several times. So he's not allowed in the kitchen and because of that he appreciates it even more that you cook for him. He finds everything you cook delicious and will sing you praises for hours even if you just made him something as simple as a sandwich.

PRICE

Price is a master on the grill while you’re the master on the stove. With this he likes when you guys collaborate on meals together. He finds it much more enjoyable than if only one of you was cooking for the other. This also gives him a chance to learn more about cooking stuff other than just meat and vegetables.

KEEGAN

Keegan doesn't cook, he can if he needs to but he prefers just to get takeout. So when he got with you and you started cooking almost every meal for him, he initially doesn’t quite know how to feel about. But he quickly finds himself loving your cooking and yearning for it when he’s away on missions.

RUDY

Rudy likes cooking but he doesn’t LOVE cooking like how Alejandro does. So it’s nice to be able to split cooking duty and not having to always cook. However he definitely prefers when you cook because he finds phenomenal. He also likes to brag to Alejandro how much better your cooking is then his.

GHOST

Ghost doesn’t cook all that much because of his job and when he does it’s usually something simple. So when you came into his life and eventually started cooking all his meals. He fell even harder for you because like they say, the fastest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Anyway he savors and praises ever meal you make for him because in your guys line of work neither of you know if the next day will be your last.

[thegnomelord]

the 141 would stand no chance with werewolf!reader and werewolf!soap. both of you scenting them and each other.

they come back from a mission you and soap weren’t on to find you both stinking of each other and lying in a heap.

god forbid you’re mated to each other, the displays you do borderline inappropriate as you shamelessly rub against each other, covering each other in marks

Oh yeah, you two have gotten SOOO much chastising from Price about your and his inappropriate touching of each other :D. And god help the rest of the team when the full moon draws near, you two just become cuddle bugs with each other and the team lol

CW:NSFW SubBot Soap, DomTop MReader

Before you came into the picture, it would take the entire team to wear Johnny out on a full moon, from wrestling to fucking to playing fetch, doing anything they could to keep Soap from gnawing on the walls of the base like some puppy just growing his permanent teeth.

Now it's simultaneously better and worse with you. You and Soap get on like a house on fire, touching and scenting each other on a regular day, but increasing it exponentially as the full moon draws near. It's the time of the month when the pack is supposed to come together so the rest of the lads find themselves with twice as many wagging tails and needy whines as you and Soap work to scent them all; Gaz laughing as he's trapped between you and Soap, your fur tickling his skin. Ghost grumbling under his breath as he scratches your neck while Soap nuzzles his entire body against him, Price purring deep and calming in his sleep while you two are curled around him.

They leave you alone when you chase Soap into the woods, your wolves fully taking over as you run and howl and snarl into the night. Growing tired of running you pin him down, your teeth clamping onto the scruff of his neck as you two tumble to the ground.

Soap snarls and thrashes like an eel, attempting to throw you off but you hold firm, claws scraping against his sides until the scent of blood enters your senses, your cock already slipping from it's sheath to rub against the swell of his ass.

You feel him shiver, a low pitched whine leaving his jaws as his body goes limp, large claws tearing into the dirt as he spreads his legs, tail curling up and slick already pearling the rim of his hole, wet and willing for you.

Your feral mind doesn't even think about prepping him, your hips humping against his ass until the tip of your cock catches on his hole and you're shoving your cock inside him in one rough move, a desperate yelp pushing out of Soap's lungs, his hole clenching down on you.

But he's not in pain, fully shifted he's more than able to take you, only needing a few seconds to get adjusted before he's pushing his hips back, a demanding snarl bubbling in his throat. You snarl in response, setting a brutal pace that has him growling and whining, his cock hard and leaking between his furry thighs.

You don't last long, your hips snapping against his ass, balls slapping his own, your teeth still holding him by the scruff as you cum inside him. But you don't stop.

Soap whines and whimpers when your hips continue to move, his hole wet with cum and slick as your hard cock, not even having softened, continues to saw into him. You go the entire night like that, cumming inside him again and again until the morning sun rises and the rest of the boys find you two back in your human forms, your body curled around his and your knot firmly lodged in his ass, the ground itself wet with your cum.

[b0g-b0y]

New Meat

Re-write Part 1

Soap x m reader x Ghost

There was some parts that get a little heated in here.

The sound of paper flipping filled the room well Price watched Ghost read over a file of a man that Price thought would be a nice asset to 141, the file being on a guy named y/n. Price wanted a second opinion on recruiting him, he didn’t have as much experience in the field that being the only reason for Price hesitating he didn’t want to feel responsible for sending a man to death. A sigh left Ghost's lips before he spoke. “I think it’s a bad idea having some bloke that hasn’t been in the field that long. His skills seem useful, good for in and out missions that need to be fast and quiet. Says he’s crazy good with a pistol and a good shot. It would be a gamble, Captain.” Ghost finished.” We can have a trial run then, during a mission you can tell me how he does he’ll be with you.” Price finished speaking as he lit up a cigar, he didn't miss the glare that Ghosts dark brown eyes gave him. Price knew Ghost well enough to know Ghost wasn’t happy about that, he’d rather work alone.

It didn’t take long for the others to get the news that a new member might join their team, Soap was the most excited about it then others. He was a social man. Why wouldn’t he be excited about someone new to yap to.

Ghost and Soap layed down on the small bed provided to them by the base, Ghosts fingers went through Soaps hair playing with it gently. The Scottish man rested his body on top of Ghosts bigger one.”Simon, look at me, what are you thinking about?” Soap asked softly, finding Simon's other hand intertwining their fingers together. Soap kissed Simon's hand gently, his blue eyes looking up at the man he lays on. ”Simon answer me, I can’t read your mind”. Soap spoke with a bit of a smile on his lips.”I’m not looking forward to the new bloke” Simon mumbled. Soap gave a small chuckle. “ Who would have guessed?” Soap teased.

Simon rolled his dark brown eyes at him.”I’m babysitting him on a mission.” Ghost grumbled a little pissy about it.” Rather it be just you and yourself huh Ghost?”. Soap spoke, tilting his head to the side slightly. “Never Johnny, not when you’re with me”. Simon kissed Soap's hand, in hopes of just sitting In silence now he didnt want to talk about this any more he knew with Soap it could go on for hours talking about the same thing. ”I’m sure you won’t be babysitting Simon, just don’t leave the poor guy behind and have him hike through a town full of enemies with you telling bad jokes. Think that better be reserved for me”. Soap said jokingly.

Simon couldn’t help but roll his eyes. His hope of shuting Soap up went out the window.” Shut up Johnny. let’s just call it a night, silence no more yapping ”. Simon spoke in a gruff voice. He was being blunt about what he wanted so there was no room for this to drag on. “ I do not yapp.” Soap spoke. “ Mactavish. Bed time.” Simon said not leaving it open for an argument. Saop let out a huff he hated that Ghost would pull out his last name to get him to listen, but to be fair it did always work.

The day y/n arrived on base to meet with 141.” You must be Y/n, good to have you. Im Captian John Price, these are my men LT Ghost. My sargents Soap or John Mactavish, and Gaz his real name is Kyle Garick.” Price spoke as he shook your hand fearmly. Y/n shook Gaz’s hand next and then Soap following suit. As Y/n went to shake Ghosts hand he didnt move Ghost only looked down at Y/n his dark brown eyes not giving a thing away about what the man was thinking.

Y/n put his weight on a different foot as he put his hand down feeling uncomfortable now. “ Its a pleasure to meet you all.” Y/n spoke. “ Ay dont mind the Ghost he's always like that, like a big scary dog he wont bite we promise.” Soap spoke with a warm smile and a light chuckle. Y/n smiled back slightly feeling a bit better about the previous interaction.

Price lit up a cigar and cleared his throat.” Gonna have you run through some drills, get a look at what you can do. Your files say a lot of good things about you, lets see if there true.” He said, his voice as gruff as always as he took a puff of his cigar. Y/n nodded his head in agrement, he was still nervous slightly. I mean who wouldnt be it was a great opportunity for the job he worked in, a good advancement.

Price had Y/n run the basics including a room clearing exercise, at least he got to choose the guns he preferred. It wasn’t surprising to Price when Y/n chose a pistol as his second weapon his primary being a vel 46 a SMG that offers high mobility and a fast firing rate, with those guns being lightweight it wasn’t a big surprise y/n was in and out with the optical course.

All of 141 watched Y/n intently when completing these tasks, he felt one pair of eyes more then others. The dark cold gaze of Ghosts brown eyes held firmly on Y/n. With a quick glance up at the platform that gave a over view of the optical course Y/n made eye contact with Ghost for a split second his arms were crossed as he looked down at Y/n. Giving a good view of Ghosts well built arms, Y/n shook his head to clear his thoughts.

Y/n was nervoues with all of the men looking at him watching his every step he made. Yet Y/n got distracted by Ghosts arms, but at least he thought he did decently at the very least. But Y/n eventually got the all clear from Price, he’d be sent off on a mission with them soon maybe in a week or two at the most.

Despite Y/n proving himself that didn't stopped Ghost from watching Y/n whenever Ghost got the chance, it didnt matter if Y/n went on a run or when Y/n went to the shooting range.Ghosts dark brown eyes could almost always be felt glued on Y/n, did Ghost just not trust him yet? Did Y/n do something wrong? Hell if he knew, but he knew one thing Ghost was always watching him it made Y/n feel uneasy.

Even in Ghost's company neither one would speak much at all and with Ghost's wicked side eye it didn’t make it any easier starting up a little chat. Y/n let out a soft sigh.” So how are you doing?” Y/n asked Ghost. Try to lessen the tension in the air. Ghost glanced at Y/n for a moment.” Fine.” Ghost spoke bluntly. The hope to lesson the tension in the air only for it to fail.

The silence was awful, but luck was on Y/n’s side as Soap walked a few minutes latter. The Scottish man went straight up to Ghost putting his hand on his shoulder leaning into Ghosts body slightly. “ Ghost isnt giving you any trouble is he?” Soap spoke teasingly.” No, he’s um. Fine I guess.” Y/n said as he sat back in his chair. Soap chuckled lightly, causing Ghost’s dark brown eyes to sparkle ever so slightly as his eyes went to Soap. That being the first time Y/n seeing Ghost’s eyes being anything but cold. “ He’s not a big talker, just ignore his grumpy ass. Both of you should warm up to eatch other eventually.” Soap said, as he gave Ghost’s shoulder a squeeze. “ Bloody hell, piss off Johnny.” Ghost said. “ You wish.” Soap responded.

Y/n looked at both of the men they seemed close, and he hadn't heard anyone else call Soap Johnny.

But besides the barrier with Ghost that was almost always up whenever Soap wasn't in the picture. However it was easy sailing with the rest of the team. As far as the team could tell Y/n wasn’t a big talker, more of a listener.

At least at dinner things were more comfortable, it was always filled with chatter and complaining.” I'm tired”. Soap said, leaning into Ghost. Witch Ghost seemed to ignore. However seeing the opportunity Y/n let a smile spread across his face.”Hi tired, I'm dad.” Y/n said. Causing Soap to burst out laughing hitting his knee on the table in the process. Ghost let out a sigh he put his hand on his balaclava in defeat, he’s lost his Johnny to a dad joke of all things. Gaz just smiled, he was amused at Soap hurting himself in such a simple way. Soap wasnt very good at not getting hurt. Price gave you a firm pat on the shoulder with a shake like a father would do. “ Good one.” Price said with a warm smile.

Ever since that dinner Soap found himself spending more time with Y/n always hoping to catch more of those shitty jokes.

Ghost wasnt found that Soap spent more time with Y/n he felt a little possessive over Johnny. He often joined the two of you, sometimes telling a dark joke of his own during any conversation, what was surprising to him was when you responded with laughter. Ghost wasn’t used to most people laughing at his jokes besides Soap on the rare occasions. It surprised him, Y/n seemed like a quite polite guy not the type to laugh at dark jokes.

The night before the mission that Y/n and Ghost were supposed to go on. Ghost and Soap laid in their shared bed. Soap leaning into Ghost's bareback, well his arms held Ghost close. ”Still think you need to babysit the guy?” Soap asked. ” You aren't going to let that go Johnny aren't you?” Ghost replied.”Nope.” Soap said as his hot breath was on Ghost's back caused Simon to arch his back slightly.”I think y/n will be fine he’s more capable then I thought, now cut that out Johnny.” Simon spoke softly.”Cut what out?”.Soap smiled. Soap purposely blowing hot air on Simon's back, well moving his hands to his hips well placing small kisses on his back. ” I mean it Soap, cut it out or you’ll sleep alone tonight I got a briefing tomorrow and I don't need to be sore in the morning.” Simon's threat didn’t work on Soap clearly.” I’m sure Y/n would let me sleep with him, maybe he’s a cuddler.” Soap knew he was playing a dangerous game, Ghost didn’t like to share.

Ghost turned around looking at Johnny before and kissed him deeply he ended up stradling Soap as he kissed him some more there breaths were heavy. “ Behave Johnny. I need to get up early maybe when I get back I'll let have me.” Ghost spoke his voice was a little more rough from his breathing.” Ok I’ll stop, I'll sleep, I can do that.”Soap said finally giving up.

When the mission did come the two of them just needed to get some data from a pc a quick in and out mission. And for the most part it was an in and out mission everything was going good to good. Almost out of the building with the data you secured Ghost ahead of you making sure the path was clear you saw a man creeping up behind Ghost, you couldn’t shoot the man there was a risk that the bullet would pass through and hit Ghost. Running up to the man grabbing him from behind kicking the back of his knees pulling the guys head back before you beat the back of the guys head in with your pistol. “Bloody Hell that was close, good one.” Ghost said. As his eyes looked at Y/n’s bloody hands. Everything was good after that the only fuck up being a dead guy giving a trace the two of you were there.

After the mission giving the data to Price and the report. Ghost went his separate way for the most part. But that didn’t last long after a nice warm shower Y/n was making his way back to his room only to see Ghost again this time with Soap. Y/n eyes stared at the two Ghosts mask moved up slightly with Soaps thumb as Soap kissed the lieutenant deeply holding the back of his head to deepen it more as if never wanting to let go. They made soft noises as they kissed. Y/n watched for a moment It shouldn’t have hurt he knew that the two had something going on just didn’t know it was that, the best course of action was to quickly turn around and go somewhere else y/n had some thinking to do he felt like an idiot after all it was stupid he like Soap it was so stupid that he thought he had a chance with him. Soap was a catch sweet charming easy to talk to and get along with, and a lovely smile.

Soap pulled away from Ghost he licked his lips in the process. He didn't notice that you were there to see both of them kissing.”Johnny can we talk about Y/n for a bit.” Ghost asked, they moved into their bedroom for more privacy.” What about Y/n Simon?” Soap said as he ran his fungers down Simon’s chest.” Were you joking about sleeping with him, be honest with me Johnny.” Simon spoke his dark brown eyes looking into Johnnys blue ones.” You want to talk about sleeping with him? When you can be sleeping with me right know.” Soap spoke quietly. His eyes looking Simons body up and down.” Johnny be a good boy and answer me.” Simon said stoping Soaps hands from squeezing his chest. Soap let out a sigh.” I mean he’s small good looking wouldnt mind fucking that man. He’s quite you think he’s the type to whimper?” Soap said. Ghost took his mask off and threw it on the floor before pushing Soap onto the bed. His body hit the mattress as Soaps smiled and looked up at Ghost. ”You want me to find out if he’s up joining us huh big boy.” Soap said as Simon crawled on top of him.” More or less. I’m willing to share you, Johnny, if Y/n wants he’s a pretty little thing.” Ghost spoke. Before kissing Soap. “Until then why don't you have me?” Soap spoke as he hooks his legs around Simon’s body.