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The Mamba and the Mouse

Before anything else, I feel the need to warn ⚠️ sensitive people. I write nasty and have absolutely no control of myself when a story unfolds in my twisted head and my fingers starts to type all the shit down.. Haha.

If you are easily disturbed or anything like that you have now been warned.

3 years after the events unfolding in MGSV. Eli and his boys finds a village, Y/N village, and decides to take some well needed rest within it. You quickly begin to develop feelings for the cocky little shit and to your surprise, he seems to have taken an interest in you too.

Y/N and Eli is the same age, presumably 15-16.

Reader x Eli/White Mamba/Liquid Snake

Nothing had been its usual self in your quiet little village since those rebellious boys came in, guns showing off and threatening your leaders to silence and obedience. The rest of you didn't dare to do anything else than follow their every demand with a smile on your lips.

These guys were dangerous despite them being so young. They would kill you and not blink an eye if you did so much as voice yourself too much.

So that's what you did. Kept quiet. Lurking in the shadows, observing them. For days.

Or should we just be honest with ourselves? You watched him. The one they called the White Mamba. The one who ordered everyone around all day from his throne made out of a damn basic white plastic chair. Well, there he sat and ordered everyone around with his British accent. He didn't even have decency enough to put a shirt on, his six pack and veined, muscly arms were for everyone to look at.

Your friend Teresa whispered to you on a daily basis what a horrible guy that was. That she longed for the day he would leave this village and peace once again could be restored. You told her that you agreed with her. That you couldn't wait for him to leave.

That was a big, fat lie.

He intrigued you. He made something happen inside of you. Your stomach felt tingling and weird everytime you laid eyes on him and your pussy.. yeah, it was wetter than you had ever been before. It ached almost painfully.

You tried to soothe it by touching yourself but you weren't used to it and it didn't help much. It made you feel irritated and on the verge of crying. You were so fucking horny for him.

"It's been over a week, Y/N, it feels like they're never going to leave." Teresa whined quietly beside you where you two stood at your lookout spot. You had a perfect view over his throne from here.

"Teresa," you began while turning to her, "I'm sure it's just a matter of time before they're bored and moves along."

Teresa's eyes were almost bulging out of her head as she stared blatantly behind you.

"Come on, let's just do something fun today. What do you say?" You tried to cheer your friend up even if you didn't want to do anything else than to sit here and look at the piece of art on his high throne.

"Uhm.." she mumbled, still staring behind you instead of at you so you turned around and froze immediately.

He stood mere inches from you, staring you down with his blue eyes.

No one said anything for seconds. You stared at him and vice versa.

"I have to go." Teresa squeaked and hurried away. You broke eye contact with him to watch her jog away into the false safety of her house.

What a coward. To leave you here all alone with him. You would never had abandoned her in a situation like this.

"You have been watching me." He declared and broke the thick silence.

"Uhm.." you cleared your throat quickly, "What do you mean?"

Stupid.

You knew exactly what he meant.

He grinned and showed of a set of straight, pearly whites and looked over your shoulder.

"Follow me." He said and began walking towards the potato cellar.

A cold shiver ran up your spine.

He had heard what the two of you had said about him and now he was going to kill you.

You were sure of it but even so, you could feel your feet moving and yourself catching up to him by the cellar door.

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He stopped in the middle of the cellar with his back against you. You could literally hear your heart pounding in your chest in tact with the panic that slowly crept closer and closer to you.

He turned around slowly and looked you up and down. His face stoic and unreadable as he did so.

When he took one step closer to you, you took one back. Carefully keeping your eyes on him as he stopped dead in his tracks.

"I'm not going to hurt you." he said and began walking closer to you again. This time though, you stood still and waited for his approach.

Now, he was so close that you simply could just reach out with a little to no restraint and touch his scarred and bruised skin.

But, he got closer to you first, his hands stretched out before you and,

He lifted the dress over your head so you were left in nothing but undies and then he carelessly tossed it to the side.

"Lay down." He nodded to the floor.

"I'm a virgin." You blurted out, quickly feeling ashamed of what you shared so openly with this guy that you really didn't know at all.

"I'll be gentle." He smirked. You weren't too sure about that.

You lied down on the cold floor, extremely aware of how much on display you were for him and it made you self-conscious.

He sat down on his knees before you and reached for your panties. With a little to no entanglement, he got them off and tossed them aside as well.

You shut your legs together tightly, trying to hide what you wanted him to touch the most. It didn't made sense at all but you had never been in a situation like this before. It was new and scary.

"Spread your legs, Y/N." He drawled with his intoxicating accent. If you weren't so dizzy by the situation you would've been shocked that he knew your name.

You did as you were told and spread them for him. Widely.

"What about your clothes?" You asked quietly.

"I'm not going to fuck you, today, Y/N." He must've read the confusion in your face because he quickly added, "Today, I'm going to make you come with my tongue."

You blushed heavily. It was vile but so erotic at the same time. You could feel the wetness pouring out of you as he had uttered those words.

He didn't waste anymore time. Instead, he placed himself onto his stomach and leaned in, so close to your dripping, wet chore.

He tasted you first, a slow lick from your aching entrance up to your clit. It caused such a sensation that you gasped loudly which caused you to put a hand over your mouth to silence yourself.

"Don't do that." He said unapprovingly and reached for your hand to remove it from your mouth. "I want to hear you, Y/N."

You wanted to apologise but you found yourself completely forgetting words as he put his mouth to your clit for a gentle kiss before he began lapping at it as if his life depended on it.

Your back arched and you shut your eyes tightly as the sensation washed over you once more but this time much stronger.

With every swirl of his tongue, immense pleasure shot from your clit throughout your entire body and it made you moan out.

It embarrassed you for a second but he brought your aching chore even closer to his face by scooting you closer to him by the hips all the while he kept going dutifully.

You didn't think it was possible but the pleasure overwhelmed you and became stronger and stronger with each flick of his soft, skillful tongue.

You moaned again and again and you found yourself not being able to shut yourself up as the pleasure took over completely and made your legs on each side of his head shake violently.

And then.

Boom.

It felt as if you exploded with pleasure.

The shame left with it and you screamed. Not a "please help me" scream but instead a "omg I'm absolutely having my first orgasm by the hands of my unbelievably hot crush" type of scream.

His mouth left your pulsating pussy and he sat back on his heels.

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and watched you quietly yet curiously.

All the energy had left your body and your legs were still shaking a little. Your pussy felt numb and incredibly satisfied.

"Is that what you had in mind?" He asked teasingly and you raised your eyebrows, not quite catching up with what he meant at the moment.

"I mean, you've been watching me for days. And I've been watching you as well, Y/N." You blushed by his straightforward approach.

"I've seen how you stick your legs together, clearly bothered by it, before you sneak away. I've been following you. Yesterday was when I decided that I just had to taste you."

Your eyes shot up to his in pure horror. "You didn't watch me...?" You trailed off, not sure how to put it in words.

"Oh, yes I did." You buried your face in your hands, too embarrassed to look at him.

"I touched myself as I watched you. I came in my hand as I watched you touch yourself like that, knowing it was me you were aching for."

"Oh my god.." You were tomato red in the face but he didn't seem embarrassed at all. His eyes displayed curiosity and playfulness.

His pants contained something as well. A bulge was visibly evident in his cargo shorts.

"Do you want me to.." You pointed to his pants, "do something?"

"Do what?" He replied smugly.

You shrugged, embarrassed by the lack of experience you really possessed.

"I don't know." You shrugged again.

He let out a chuckle and stood up. He began undoing his belt and zipping his shorts down. He let the pants and underwear fall to the ground hastily and out sprung an erected, thick cock which he grabbed and squeezed a few times, his eyes never leaving yours while doing so.

"I know I said that I wasn't going to fuck you today but I don't know if I can withhold myself much longer." He groaned, "I bet it would feel so good to be inside of you." He closed his eyes for a few seconds and reopened them, his eyes now more serious but a veil of lust were clearly embedded in them.

You were unsure if his cock would fit inside you. You had tried before to push your fingers into yourself and it had been painful and hard to do, it had felt as if you were to tight and the pain wasn't a nice feeling at all so you had abandoned it completely.

But you had never been this wet before. Never in your life had you been this turned on.

"Do you think you would fit, uhm.. inside me?" You asked, keeping your eyes to the floor to avoid his penetrative eyes.

"I don't know but I suppose I must." He shrugged with a smirk.

"Well," You continued, still worried that the two of you would try only for him to not fit inside you and you were scared that it would disappoint him. "How did it go before me? Was any girl a virgin? Did it go alright?" You blurted out a bunch of questions at him and for a second he seemed baffled by them all. You couldn't understand why since he up until now had been very open with everything.

"I've never been with a woman before you." He said with a shrug.

"It's not funny." You whined, not believing for a second that it was his first time eating pussy. No way.

"No, why would it be funny?" He asked, a little bit of defiance could be heard in his voice.

You realised that he was serious. He was as much of a virgin as you were.

"I'm sorry, I thought-" you began.

"It doesn't matter." He cut you off and fell to his knees before you once again. "Let's try. If you're too tight, I can try using my fingers and tongue on you again and that might help." He was so much more confident in this than you were.

He came closer to you and placed himself between your legs. He then grabbed a hold of his cock and guided it up and down your soaked slit a few times before he positioned himself at your entrance and pushed himself into you, slowly.

It hurt, you would lie if you said it didn't.

You grabbed him by the shoulders and accidentally dug your nails into his skin.

He groaned and looked up at you, his eyes foggy with what couldn't be anything but pleasure.

"I'm almost.." He groaned again, "all the way.." He pushed forward the last inches and with that, he was buried to the hilt inside you.

He lingered a little like that, his eyes finding yours to see if you were okay. You showed him that you were because despite the pain, another sensation had formed in the pit of your stomach. An sensation that made you lean up to his face with yours, as you kissed his soft lips slowly.

As your lips connected, he pushed his tongue into your mouth and you welcomed it with your own. As you were making out, he took the opportunity to move inside you carefully. Out, and in. Out, and in.

"Fuck." He breathed out heavily as he withdrew himself from your mouth and hovered above you instead.

"What is it?" You asked worriedly. Afraid that it might hurt him or afraid that it wasn't up to his expectations.

"It feels fantastic, your cunt, it's so.." He trailed off and chuckled a little.

"It's what?" You asked, "Is something wrong?"

"Wrong?" He asked in disbelief. "I've been fantisasing about this for a while but its better than I thought it would be like." He confessed.

He continued to fuck you, now harder than before. He withdrew himself almost completely and slammed back in. Grunting and moaning as he did so.

He was so beautiful. In pleasure like this, inside of you. So close that he physically could be.

Your own pleasure came too. When he slammed back in with the most lewd moan you've ever heard and it was like music to your ears, you felt it in the lower part of your stomach.

You moaned together, his moans grew more desperate by the second and with a shaky grunt and a jerky movement, he had come undone.

He got up from you and put his boxers and shorts back on. He found your panties and helped you put them back on. You found your dress and put it back onto your sweaty body.

Your hair was a mess, his too. Bur he dragged his fingers through it and it made him look sexy and dishevelled, you had to admit.

The butterflies in your stomach hadn't settled one bit. They had multiplied and flew around in your stomach like crazy. You blushed when he looked at you.

He smirked deviously before he turned around and went back outside, leaving you to your thoughts.

Did that really just happen?

For a few minutes, you just stood there in the middle of the cellar and stared in disbelief at the door he went out of.

You, had just had sex. For the first time and on top of that you had orgasmed for the first time in your life as well. You could still feel the lingering sensation of him on you and you sighed deeply.

---

"Oh my god, are you okay?!" Teresa exclaimed as she watched you exit the cellar door.

You locked eyes with her for a few seconds, trying to understand what she was so riled up about. She looked like someone had died.

Teresa grabbed you by the hand and brought you over to her house. It was empty since her parents had to work all day long in the fields to provide the village with fresh food. Your parents worked with the security of the village and they had failed immensely. Now, they were listening to your lover's every wink and command.

"Where did he hurt you, Y/N?" Teresa asked in distress as she pulled your dress up and searched your skin for something that wasn't there. "Oh, you have to show me so I can clean you up!" Teresa was on the verge of tears. She was totally distraught and you understood what she must think. You went alone with him into the cellar. She must believe that he took you down there to hurt you in some way.

"Oh, Jesus, I heard the screams but I, as everyone else were pushed away by his men. Please, Y/N, show me. I can help you."

You stared at her blatantly as she checked almost every inch of your skin.

"He didn't..." she trailed of her words and began to sob, "Please don't tell me he took adventage of you?"

"No!" you managed to get out as you detangled yourself from her prying fingers and eyes. "He didn't hurt me!"

She looked completely dumbfounded.

"Bu-but.." she furrowed her brows in thought. "I heard you screaming. Don't tell me that you didn't because I heard it, as well as the rest of the village! You don't have to cover for that sick scumbag."

"He didn't hurt me." you repeated matter of factly.

"Then," Teresa came closer to you as if it would help her to understand you better. "Why did you scream?" her voice was just above a whisper, as if she was scared for the answer.

You didn't know what to reply. Should you tell her the truth or should you just lie to your best friend?

Her brown eyes searched you and you could see that she was really worried about your well-being.

You were fine. Actually, better than fine. But, how would you put it into words without her making a total scene about it?

"You can't tell anyone." you said, as you leaned in closer to her.

She shook her head immediately, "Of course not, whatever it is it stays with me if you want it that way." she reassured you with a warm smile.

"We uhm.." you began, Teresa nodded for you to continue so you did, "We had sex."

Her eyes nearly bulged out of her head.

"He raped you?" the tears were back in her eyes.

"No!" you quickly said, "No. It was consentual."

She looked like you were joking with her, unsure about the information you just had bestowed upon her.

"That doesn't explain why you screamed like that." she shook her head, "You don't have to say that it was consentual if it wasn't, I would never blame you. It's not your fault that he's a sick bastard."

You had about enough of this now. It angered you that she spoke like that about him. You understood why she did it but you couldn't accept it nonetheless.

"I screamed because he licked me. Right here" you said as you pointed to your vagina. She blinked in disbelief at your sudden change of manner. "I screamed because it felt so fucking good it made me orgasm."

You took a step closer to her and she watched you like you were a complete maniac.

"And after he made me come, he fucked me and it felt so good, Teresa. It felt so goddamn good."

"Why are you saying this?" she asked, disturbed to the core by your words.

"Because that is what happened."

"But, you hate him! You've told me so, why on earth would you let him anywhere near your body?" her arms were crossed against her chest and she looked more angry now than in disbelief.

"I don't hate him, Teresa. Don't you get it? I just agreed with whatever you said but in reality I couldn't stop watching him because he made feel something by only looking at him." you let out truthfully.

"Don't tell me you've fallen in love with that phsycopath!"

You didn't want to fuel this conversation with more fire so you just turned around and walked right out of her house and she let you. Before, if you had an fight she never would've let you go but this time, she must think you had crossed a line that she wasn't going to forgive.

You steered your feet to where you knew you would find him while the entire village were watching you and whispering.

Let them, you thought. You had only one thing on your mind right now.

You saw him sitting there in the village's centre on his chair, his hands behind his head as he was soaking up the sun.

His boys noticed you before him and one of them hurried over to him to whisper something.

You didn't understand the language that they were speaking but you heard the younger boy refer to your lover as "Eli" and you found yourself smiling to yourself a little. A bad boy like him with a pretty name like that. It didn't suit him but at the same time you couldn't find a better name for him.

"What do you want?" Eli asked you, his eyes calculating your every move as you walked right up to him. His boys gasping as you walked so close and lowered your upper body so that your noses almost touched.

"Commander?" one of the boys asked alarmingly.

"Go away." he said and for a second your heart dropped to your stomach because you thought the words were directed at you. As his boys began to hurry away from the scene, you let go of the breath that you had been holding in for a few seconds.

"What do you want?" he repeated and you stood up tall, while he remained seated.

"Do I have to want something, Eli?" you replied and for a split second his eyes narrowed but he shook his head as if to get rid of whatever he felt at the moment and stood up as well.

"You want me again?" he asked, a smirk playing on his soft lips.

"I just had you, like fifteen minutes ago." you snickered.

"Then what is it?" he sat himself down again, a visible pout on his pretty face.

"Can I just-" you sighed out loudly, "Sit here with you?"

He looked you up and down as if to see if you were fucking around, when he made sure that you weren't he got up from the chair again and held out his arm towards it in a gesture for you to sit down.

"What about you?" you asked, eyeing the chair varily.

"I can sit between your legs." he said and nodded toward the floor in front of the chair.

"Oh." you said, but found yourself sitting down in the chair and Eli sloping down infront of it, his back against your front and your thighs on either side of his shoulders.

You looked up and saw Teresa with her parents standing by their house. They stared in both disbelief and dislike.

They looked at you as if you were a traitor and maybe you were. Maybe you should hate Eli just as they do.

You looked down at him where he proudly sat between your thighs, his arms now resting on your lower thighs and knees.

You couldn't possibly hate him. You just couldn't.

---

The night fell upon the little village and people withdrew themselves into their warm and comfy little houses for a good night's sleep.

You hadn't thought twice about what your parents would say when you returned. They would most likely be ashamed and angry with you for showing off in the village center with Eli for the entire day.

Maybe, you weren't even welcome there anymore.

You glanced towards your house and pain shot through your heart.

Where the hell were you suppose to go?

You didn't have to think further about it because Eli stood up from where he sat and held a hand out for you to take.

You took it without hesitation and walked with him, wherever he was leading you.

"Where are we going?" you asked curiously.

"Inside." it was a short and quick answer and you let it be. Inside sounded good to you because the nights had gotten colder.

Eli led you towards the old couple Freeman's house.

With a second thought, you hadn't seen them in a while..

"This is Freeman's house." you said as you stopped in your tracks before the door.

"Mhm." he nodded and opened the door and walked inside, leaving you outside in the cold. He left the door open for you and the curiosity got the best of you. You walked over to the door and went inside.

The Freeman's were nowhere to be seen in the kitchen and living room. Eli's boys had put mattresses onto the living room floor and were now lying down peacefully with a gun beside each and everyone of them.

"Where are the Freeman's?" you asked Eli as the two of you walked upstairs.

He shrugged, "At someone else's house I guess."

You were okay with that answer. At least they weren't brutally murdered like some were at the beginning of Eli's takeover. You shivered at the thought of it and decided to bury it deep into your forgotten memories. You didn't want to remember that, at least not for now.

He walked into the master bedroom and jumped down on the bed with a satisfied sigh. He put his hands behind his head on the pillow and closed his eyes slowly.

"Uhm.." you began and he opened one eye to look at you. "Where am I supposed to sleep?"

"Beside me?" he nodded towards the empty spot beside him and you nodded cautiously.

He sighed loudly and sat himself up in the bed.

"What?" he asked, irritation vivid in his dark voice. "You can sleep with me but not beside me?"

"No, no. It's not that." you began but he had already gotten up from the bed and walked past you to exit the room and leave it to you completely.

"No, wait!" you shouted after him but he kept going. Was he offended?

You hurried after him and grabbed him by the arm in the hallway and that made him swirl around on his feet and stare you right into the eyes with those intense blue ones.

"I would love to sleep next to you. I'm just not used to these kinds of things." you smiled a little to try and ease up the tense situation. "I am sorry if I offended you in any way, I did not mean to."

He looked you over before he leaned in and kissed your lips ever so softly.

You were taken aback for a second or two but then dug your fingers into his blonde locks and made the kiss deeper.

Before you knew it, the two of you were back in the master bedroom, still kissing and grabbing each other fondly wherever you could reach.

Eli stopped the kiss abruptly and you gave a look of surprise before you realized he had only done it to get his boots and pants off.

You went with it as well and got rid of your sandals and dress at the same time as he was getting out of his boxers.

You weren't even thinking about being ashamed for being naked next to him as you dropped your bra and panties to the floor and looked up to him, your eyes locking for a few seconds before you began kissing again. This time though, you could feel it becoming more and more desperate as the both of you swirled each other's tongues around the others and you could feel his hardness poking into your stomach every now and then.

He stopped the kiss once again and laid himself down on the covers of the bed and motioned for you to come and join him.

When you laid down beside him he wasted no time at worshiping your body. His mouth found your nipples and he nibbled, licked and kissed them as his hand snaked down between your legs.

You opened up wildly and his fingers found your clit and rubbed it at a slow pace and dipped one of his fingers down to your center to rub the insides of you every now and then.

"Eli.." you moaned and his mouth left your breasts to look up at you.

His blue eyes were filled with so much lust that it made you ache even worse than before. You just wanted to please him and have him please you too.

Two of his fingers fucked you steadily as he watched you writhe and moan in pleasure. His eyes never left you for one second.

"Please.." you begged him.

He entered another finger into you and you shook your head, "No.." You moaned, "I need you, now.."

He withdrew his fingers and put them into his mouth to suck off your juices before he put himself over you, his arms holding his weight up from crushing you.

He entered you slowly, looking into your eyes as he did so.

Both of you moaned as he was engulfed inside of you completely.

He moved inside you slowly all the while the two of you were kissing and touching each other almost lovingly.

He came pretty fast and you didn't blame him. This was very new to the both of you and it had been incredible. You never thought that sex could have anything to do with passion. It had been pure passion between you and Eli, you shared kisses, moans and he praised you between said kisses. You felt so good. You were so beautiful. You were so soft and warm.

You told him how handsome he was and how happy he made you feel. You could almost detect a smile on his lips as you had said those words.

He wasn't quite done yet, though.

He scooted down between your legs to clean you up with a towel he had found at the bedstand and when he had discarded it to the floor, he went in and began kissing and licking your pussy.

You held his hands as you erupted loudly between the four walls of the bedroom. Your legs shaking even worse than they had done earlier.

He looked up at you, his mouth messy from your juices and his saliva and you snickered quietly.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"Oh, nothing. I'm just so.." your words couldn't cover up for how you felt right now. You pulled him by the arm instead and motioned for him to lay down on the pillow. When he did, you laid your head on his chest and snaked your arm around his toned stomach.

It didn't take long for you to fell asleep quietly as he petted you softly over your hair.

---

The weeks passed on in the same manner. No villager talked to you anymore as it became more evident by the day that you and Eli had a thing.

You spended your days by playing Ludo with Etepe, talking about books with Eli and as night fell on, you and Eli withdrew yourselves from everyone to make love.

The two of you were very curious about sex with each other and you explored it without any shame at all.

You came to realize that Eli loved to have his cock sucked and therefore you did it as much as you could and he let you.

You also ventured and tried different positions, you enjoyed to have him taking you while the two of you laid on your side. He came in so deeply into you and it made you orgasm. He didn't have to lick you after every love session anymore.

Not that you didn't enjoy it because you really did. So did Eli.

He was also adventurous and ate you out on the counter top in the kitchen while his boys were in the living room supposedly asleep.

The both of you knew that they weren't sleeping because how could they with you being so loud as he kissed, sucked and licked your soaking, aching pussy?

It thrilled him on and the two of you didn't only engage in oral sex at that counter top that night. You also made love to each other right after he had made you come with his tongue.

He was loud when he came and you couldn't help but wonder if he actually wanted his boys to hear what the two of you were doing. As if he was trying to show off that you were his girl.

You were unconditionally in love with Eli and you felt as the love was returned. He kissed you, looked into your eyes as if you meant the world to him. He also praised you very often and started to give Etepe, the boy you used to play Ludo with, a hard time. He could push him around and shout at him for the silliest things and you found it almost laughable that Eli was jealous. If he only could see himself through your eyes..

---

You woke up abruptly that morning and sensed immediately that something was wrong.

Eli wasn't beside you.

You checked the clock and it was only a quarter to eight.

You got up and looked out through the window.

No Eli anywhere.

You heard a car somewhere nearby and a few of Eli's boys speaking hurriedly in Kikongo, their language.

What the hell was going on?

You dressed as fast as you could and pracitcally ran down the stairs and shoved yourself through the front door.

A big van was parked on the short side of the house and a few of the boys jumped inside with bags and weapons. You saw Etepe coming out from the shed a few metres from you with a bag filled with guns.

He seemed distressed and on edge.

"Etepe!" you shouted and he turned towards you, his eyes turning sad as soon as he laid them on you. "Where's Eli, Etepe?"

"I am sorry." he said before he jogged away from you towards the van, jumped in the back and closed the doors behind him.

"Etepe!" you shouted after him, panic starting to fill your entire body.

The car turned around and as it did, you saw Eli sitting in the passenger seat, his head turned away from you as if he didn't want to look at you.

"Eli?" you gasped in total shock. As the van started to drive for the road behind the house, you started running after it.

"Eli!" you screamed in pure distress, your heart ripping into a million pieces as the van drove further and further away.

You didn't stop running. You ran and ran even if the car was nowhere in sight anymore. You couldn't stop running until you couldn't breathe anymore.

You stumbled down to the ground and let out the most heart breaking wail you've ever heard yourself before. The tears streamed uncontrollably down your face.

You felt as if you were dying.

Maybe you were. You weren't sure.

Your heart ached so badly that you almost thought that it actually could be something real, like a heartattack.

Of course it wasn't. You told yourself.

He had just left you here like some cheap whore without so much as a goodbye.

You buried your face into the grass and screamed and cried, there, you were for hours and hours until someone found you near the end of the day.

You couldn't talk. You couldn't even walk.

You were apathic.

The man, who you have heard afterwards were Teresa's father, carried you to your home and your parents let you stay there until you were able to communicate again.

When you told them that he had left they became furious with you for your behavior up until the current day. They cursed you and told you that you had brought shame upon the family.

You couldn't care less. You couldn't seem to care about anything anymore. All there was were pain.

You stayed at the village for a few months but then you hitchhiked your way out of there and lived on the single hope that you would find him again soon...

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sluttywonwoo · 11 months ago

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not pictured: you, ass up, back arched, smiling for the camera

#either that or on your knees #that was my first fucking thought #that he cut someone out of the picture #such an exhibitionist #sluttythots #mingyu smut #mg

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sp-aarks · 1 year ago

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What if we were two guys who started our own secret club, with its sole purpose being to track down and destroy silly bipedal tanks capable of launching nuclear weapons of mass destruction, but we couldn’t fight our insatiable passion and lust for one another and had to stop and quickly you know mid-mission? 🤭

#for once bandana boy does not take a beating #well #perhaps a beating of a different kind #asdfghkl #mgs #mgsp #metal gear solid #philanthropy #snake #solid snake #otacon #hal emmerich #otasune #snotacon #snot boys #fluff #smut #my art

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mr-bas00nist · 1 year ago

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Snake x NB AMAB reader idea. Reader completes their first mission and Snake rewards them with his mouth. 😉

LOVE THIS.

Rookies Reward

Venom Snake x AMAB! Reader

CW: Blowjob and praise kink

You were just returning from your first mission for Diamond Dogs. It was a surreal experience, intense indeed. But, it was your first time and it was incredibly successful. You came out with barely a scratch on yourself. The helicopter landed and you hopped out of it quickly. The nylon seats were rough and unpleasant to sit in but they remained you, you were alive.

You let out a heavy sigh as you walked back to your barracks to shower all the dirt and grime off yourself. The sound of distant chatter and the oceans crashing waves was pleasant and it did a great job of grounding you. You opened the door of your barracks as you went to the shower. You turned the hot water all the way on as you showered, relishing in the feeling of hot water soaking your tense and sore muscles.

A knock on your door caught your attention. “Hey, rookie, you in there?” You heard Miller’s voice. A voice you couldn’t get out of your head due to its uniqueness. “Uh, yeah sir, what’s up?”

You turned the shower off as you put a towel around your waist. “Snake wants to meet with you, head down to his office when you’re done in the shower.” Miller spoke in his stern tone. A bit of fear tingled up your spine, was your performance not good enough? “Uh, yes sir..” you spoke nervously.

You heard his footsteps leave the front of the bathroom door as you let out a sigh you didn’t know you were holding in. You quickly dried your body off as you put your ‘around base’ uniform on to go meet with snake. A few of your comrades waved and said hellos but you couldn’t bother to respond. You were too nervous at what snake was going to say.

You made it to his door as you took a shaky deep breath before knocking. “Come in.” You heard him speak. You opened the door. “You wanted to speak to me sir?” You asked pointing to yourself, he didn’t look up from his paperwork. “Close the door rookie.” He spoke sternly, your lips tightened as you closed the door behind you. Your took a seat in the chair in front of him.

He set his pen down as he looked into your eyes. Your own gaze darted around the room uncomfortable from the intense eye contact. “Your performance on the mission was impeccable.” He spoke with his usual monotone voice. You paused glancing up to him with a soft smile. “Really?” He nodded standing up moving a bit closer. “It’s been awhile since a rookie has done such a good job like you have on a first mission.”

He spoke looking down at you. You felt your skin get warm at the praise as you smiled awkwardly. “Just doing my job sir…” you spoke with a slight laugh. “You did your job but you also exceeded expectations.” He spoke moving even closer. “That doesn’t go unnoticed private, I can assure you.” You shivered as you felt him closer.

He got on his knees as he put his palm on your thigh. “I want to reward you. For being such a good boy.” He praised, your body had a different reaction though. You felt blood rush to your dick as you hardened in your cargo pants. He glanced down to see your growing bulge. He hummed in amusement as he gripped the zipper of your pants.

He pulled it down as he observed the wet spot on your boxers. He looked up at you, a silent ask. You nodded quickly as he reached in pulling your hardening cock out. His eyes were glazed as he stared at your cock. Your hips bucked as you felt his hand touching your cock. He began to slowly stroke your hot flesh.

You let out a heavy groan as you hit your lip. Once he got you fully hard he gave an experimental lick to the tip. “Aren’t you a big boy..” he praised as he admired your cock for a moment. His warm mouth enveloped the tip of your dick as you let out a loud moan. Your hand crashed over your mouth. You heard him let out a little laugh as he sucked your sensitive tip.

He began to get more ambitious, swallowing more and more of your cock. He began to deepthroat you with surprising ease. It made you wonder how the hell he was so good at sucking dick. He looked up at you with his pretty crystal blue eye as he put his attention back on your cock. You continued to cover your mouth not wanting to alert any passersby’s.

You gripped his brown hair as you bucked your hips making him gag around your cock. You began to twitch in his mouth, a familiar coil building up in your stomach as you gripped his hair a bit harder. He pulled off continuing to stroke you. “Close?” He asked breathlessly.

You nodded furiously. He hummed as he dived back down, sucking and licking each sensitive spot of yours he could. Your grunts and groans began to increase in volume as you arched your back. “Cumming-“ you let out a strangled moan as you shoved his head down on your cock as far as it could go.

He choked on you as he teared up a bit. After he swallowed he pulled off with a breath. You panted as you admired him. “T-t-thank you sir….” You spoke tiredly. Your legs felt heavy and you could barely move. He gave a soft smile as he put your dick back in your pants. He stood up dusting himself off as he gave a pat to your shoulder.

“Nice job rookie, really.” He spoke before walking away closing the door behind him.

#male reader #venom snake x reader #venom snake x male reader #venom snake smut #mgs x reader #metal gear solid x reader

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c0smoshit · 6 months ago

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I wanna live ○°•

⋆ ࣪. ℙ𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 ≫ Solid Snake/fem!reader

⋆ ࣪. ℙ𝕝𝕠𝕥 ≫ Someone pays you a visit after Shadow Moses...

⋆ ࣪. 𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 ≫ smut! vag penetration, fingering, finishing inside (yeah he is infertile) also slightly angsty and fluffy too!!

⋆ ࣪. 𝔸/ℕ ≫ of course my longest fic had to be one about mgs, anyways, I really enjoyed writing this😭

⋆ ࣪. 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥 ≫ 6.278

⋆ ࣪. part I / part II ࣪.⋆

Hour after hour

Day after day

Weeks till months.

Your brain could still make a solid image of his face, the cold breeze of Alaska and, of course, the thrill you felt there.

It all seemed like the perfect dream.

A normal girl like you, surviving the most action movie scenario that could've had happened.

But it did right?

And you surely weren't alone.

His deep voice some days waking you up from another familiar dream, the tender slip of the sun, grazing your skin as you looked down and saw his hand moving along it. You couldn't get your mind off him, not even the last words you had heard of him.

"Maybe it's time I live for someone else"

"Someone else?"

"Yeah"

"Someone like you"

Mind sloppy, your eyelids stayed closed just a few seconds ago, hand reaching out for you to see your watch.

18:00 pm

What did he even mean by that?

You could only wish he felt the same way as you did now, frustrated with whatever was going on after Shadow Moses. It really wasn't fair.

Reaching out you looked at the serene wind moving the leafs of the trees softly, quietly tickling them as you scratched your forearm. You saw a tiny squirrel submerge inside it's homemade hole and it made you felt warm despite the chilly weather of autumn.

Frecuently you thanked the demands your job had to offer.

At first, having to practically hide yourself from humanity wasn't a really attractive option, but without anyone to really care for anymore it was pretty much a welcome invitation to a better lifestyle.

Of course you missed the warmth of people, seeing kids laughing as they played on some parks. But it really wasn't a big deal after all you had been through now.

A sound you really couldn't distinguish, it either was a branch falling right on your door or some wild animal trying to break in. For you, living in the outskirts of a practically unpopulated neighbourhood surrounded by miles and miles of trees it was something pretty normal.

However you soon figured out the rustle of some boots so you guessed you had some unexpected visitor. So, quickly readying your gun and placing it hidden on your hip, you carefully opened the door.

"Yeah, I was right"

Wait

"Pretty hidden spot ain't it?"

Wha-

His lips moved, his hair was still as short and dark as the last time you saw him, hell he was even wearing some dark clothes. But his bandana wasn't laying on his forehead anymore.

Your hands held the doorknob tighter as you finally figured out what was happening and most importantly, who was standing tall and proud in front of you that exact moment.

How did he even-

"Snake"

You mumbled out, finally snapping out of it and opening the door wide open. You saw his eyes trailing down your figure, as if he was searching for some kind of change, but he saw none just as you did.

You both stayed silent before you akwardly beckoned him inside, feeling goosebumps already forming on your bare arms as the chilly afternoon breeze seeped into your skin.

Fumbling over your hall, he stepped into your living room, small but cozy, his eyes searched for two cups, two pairs of slippers anything that could be shared.

Yet he found none.

Your table was a bit messed up from your paperwork but the rest of the room was pretty tidied up, he found those little details cute about you.

"What are you searching for hmm?, I ain't got no one hiding here sir"

You said with a sarcastic voice as he turned around to look at you, his face painted with a smug grin at your comment and you finally got to take in his state.

He was freshly shaved, his hair looked even better than before and he was wearing normal clothes, not the skin tight suit you got used to see. It was such a pleasant sight.

He didn't look as tired as he did inside those cramped up cold walls, searching desesperately for the so aclamed "Metal Gear".

He was just passing by, that's all.

"Your home looks pretty nice"

His compliment should've warmed your heart up, but there was quite other big reason why it was beating so fast. You lured him to sit down on the couch, sitting beside him right after.

"How did you even know where I lived?"

You asked with a surprised tone, yes he was fucking Solid Snake, it still amazed you the way his tricks worked not only inside espionage engaged missions.

He grunted before responding.

"There's a ton of info the coronel hasn't given you"

"The coronel gave you my location?"

You asked even more taken aback, first, how did he get such an important information so easily and second why did he want to pay you a visit here?

"What, you aren't happy to see me?"

He joked, and you furrowed your eyebrows in response, of course you were, you almost felt as if your soul had travelled outside your body the moment you made eye contact with him once again.

"Of course I am, but-"

You cut yourself off before responding, his eyes searching yours as you fiddled with your hands that where now placed over your lap.

"Why have you come here? After all this time..."

He placed his hands between his legs, bending his back a bit foward as he looked at the wall in front of you. Taking a deep breath before opening his mouth.

"I've tried to leave it all behind, everything. Shadow Moses, Liquid, all the people I had to kill..."

"But I just, can't with you"

You stayed silent at his words, your hands gripping the couch as you stared at him, looking at his profile as he still wouldn't face you.

"Do you want a drink?"

You didn't know why, but your mouth automatically opened to say those words. Maybe to cut the dense tension that had already formed in the air or just for you to take in all what was happening now.

He nodded his head and you noticed how he quirked his brow but a second later you saw him with a more serene face so you guessed it was a good option for the both of you.

Making two warm teas your head spinned and spinned, travelled over all the memories and asked and asked.

. . .

"Figured out jazmine would be the best option"

You added as you sat back down on the sofa, resting your left side against it as you looked directly at him right now.

His face was facing you as he took the hot cup between his hands and his mouth opened, yet yours did too.

"Hey-"

"You're-"

You both where still as indecisive as always, however you couldn't help to feel nostalgic about the confidence you seemed to have back in Alaska.

I mean, It really was a life or death situation so you were able to even joke with him, flirt, whatever your mind came up to.

But now?

It was a whole different story, he was sitting on your couch, drinking your tea and talking to you. The simple thought that he was back with you, that he actually searched for you as you did for him made you stutter around him.

"Thought I'd never see you"

Surprisingly, you were the first one to talk, and by your words it really struck him. You both were really desesperate for this moment.

"Don't forget my words"

"I do want to live up to someone"

You locked eyes with him, all the past and present tension starting to break up. All the emotions that time hadn't let both of you express were coming off strong right now.

And he was being serious.

When you both had survived, limping on each other, reaching your way out from the coldness of the snow and dry weather, you did take his words into your naive hands, backing them all up inside your heart.

And by the simple flow of your blood, they were starting to spill into your guts.

After all the days you've spent wondering about him, trying to finally put your feelings aside and start a new page, he was back here with you.

"Sna- David."

You corrected yourself yet his name felt a bit bitter on your tongue, you were already used to call him by his code name.

"I just- It's been months and just seeing you here is very overwhelming"

Your hands moved, eyes darting across the room as you talked about everything you had kept to yourself.

His icy eyes pierced through your face, however, they were still as soft as ever. As tender as his hands held your hand as he guided you around, contrary from his strong and rough demeanour.

They were calloused, your brain reminded you as he took your right hand between his own.

"I tried everything to forget, because I know this isn't fair for either you and me"

Your head tilted, fair?

What was even fair about the world you two had to live in, all the fighting and all the stress you had to carry over your shoulders just to make happy a few world leaders.

You remembered his words, how he wanted to live, how dead and life meant the same difficult story to him, yet he prefered to live rather than die without trying.

His mindset was a strong yet a naive one, he didn't know why he was still taking orders, why he killed his father or why he didn't seem to forget someone like you.

"I don't want to take the risk to go on other wars and die on you"

Your mouth dried up, he was totally right. Nevertheless, he could say the same about you, you both were involved in all of this and it wasn't easy.

His head then turned around so you couldn't see his dreadful expression then your hand met his shoulder, getting him to look at your face again.

And when he saw your smile, the warmth coming off not only from your hand but from your eyes, your words, your voice. It was starting to him dizzy.

"You aren't "dying on me", if so, I will be there to slap you back to life if necessary"

He chuckled, you both did, a little joke helped mend the thick air around your bodies.

Your hand then travelled to his arm, sitting closer to him as you desesperately seeked all the sensations you once felt.

"I do want to live up for someone too, I've been alone for quite a while now"

"And if it's gotta be with the same man who taught me all about Alaska's fauna, I'm so down for it"

You finished off as you stared at him and for the first time you saw a glint on his eyes, so precious and pearl-like. Not even killing all fox-hound off made his breath hitch as your words did.

Maybe he was finally feeling it, maybe this was the quickest route to happiness he longed for.

"I'm sorry if I-"

His eyes quickly snapped to your red face, finally taking in how close you two actually where as your body moving further from him on the couch gave him a cold shiver.

Desesperate for your heat.

So, as many times as before, he let himself flow with the ambient, him being the one to approach you, watching as your face came closer to his own.

And finally it happened, the moment you two were so needy for, not letting your minds even cross that scenario just for the sake of professionalism.

Lips melting into each other, you two weren't even touching each other as he parted from the softest kiss you had felt in your life. And it was coming from a man that has been through almost everything dealing with violence.

Silence comfortably seeped through your room, his mouth hungry for more as he had discovered this new feeling of love, lust.

19:40 pm

The sun had already started to set through your window, bathing yout face in a way that seemed too surreal for him. He had always found you attractive, cute, but seeing you this way made his heart ache even more.

He then really took in your clothes, wearing nothing but a loose shirt and some shorts paired with same coloured socks on your feet.

His arms wrapped around you as he pulled you into a very needed hug, it wasn't the first one you had shared but it definitely had some new feelings incorporated. Your breathing slowing down as you felt the rise of his chest against yours, drowning your thoughts into his steady heartbeat.

"I've waited way too long for you"

His eyes flinched open at your words before cussing at himself for keeping both you and him waiting. It happened so casually, so naturally it felt too good.

"I'm here now"

His forehead rested against yours, your hands still resting on his shoulders as you looked into his eyes, seeing the dying red sun on his iris.

He looked so peaceful, you had dreamt of seeing him like this, home and without any stopping a nuclear war stress visible on his frown.

Without the need of anymore words, you spilled your thoughts into his mouth, melting into a deeper kiss as you leant your body foward. His arms were still around you as you wrapped your own slowly around his neck.

Taking the first step yourself you climbed into a welcome lap after a while of kissing, your tongue begining to search his own when-

"Hmm?"

You looked into his eyes and you found doubt crossing them, he looked sideways as he parted from you before speaking.

"This is too straight foward"

He said and even when his words were confusing you found adorable the way he was out of breath, a slight pinkish tint painting his cheeks as he spoke.

"But I do want this"

You whispered out, your left hand laying on his cheek as you got him to look at you once again.

He couldn't help it, those eyes looking at him, begging him to please continue. It messed with his brain, looking back at your lips as you bit them softly before looking back into your eyes and seeing the security, love and lust inside them.

"I want you"

You mouthed into his lips, letting him choose if he still didn't want to take things this way as you had lowered your face into his, not closing the gap once again.

. . .

The sun had set just a few minutes ago and you parted from his lips as you lifted yourself a bit from his lap, earning an unsatisfied growl from bellow. Turning off the lamp next to the sofa creating a soft orange glow in the salon, not too strong to iluminate all of it but at least you could distinguish his face.

You turned around, forced by two calloused hands to sit back down on his lap, silenced by a hungry mouth that intended to finish what you had started.

Inside his head he saw the glint of your skin with this new added light, seeing how a thin layer of sweat had started to cover it in a delicious manner. It only added fuel to his deep desires of just kissing you, biting you, smelling you.

"You look too cute"

Your sudden voice alarmed him, making him face you with that hot blush still resting on his cheeks not giving any signs that it was going away in a while. However he just bit back a chuckle, smirking as he lowered your head to meet his lips once again.

At this point you had lost track of time yet you both still remained with the same clothes as before.

His right hand resting on your back while the other grabbed your thigh as you adjusted yourself on his lap, opting to just wrap your legs around him as he laid back into the sofa, careful not to crush your ankles in the process.

He felt your hands slowly make their way into the start of the half zipped biker jacket he didn't care to take off yet. Sensing your signs, he let you take it off as your lips traveled souther until they softly met his adam apple.

He really felt embarrassed by the way your only kisses were making him feel so hot under his skin.

With his jacket off and your hands exploring his chest within his loose shirt he too started to play with you, feeling up your back and down with big palms as you were busy kissing and nuzzling his neck.

Shuddering by his administrations you took a step further, peeling your shirt off as you revealed your comfy cotton creamy bra. You were starting to kind of regret all of this, you weren't wearing nice clothes, hell your shirt had some dirty spots from cleaning or cooking, you couldn't remember.

"So pretty"

You took in his words before the feeling of his hands laying on your bare skin now, dangerously close to the underside of your breasts as you looked down at him and saw that look of adoration in his eyes.

But you saw something more in them, permission.

"They don't bite"

And by your words, he slowly, really slowly it was starting to make you desesperate as you thought it was his way of teasing, placed his warm palms on your breasts.

They really shouldn't feel that good.

As weird as it sounded your mind started to wander off to how would they feel while you were on your period or even when you took off your bra after a long day, soothing away the pain.

You sighed, closing your eyes as you took in all the sensations, you could feel how tense he was, practically oogling at them it seemed like the first time he was doing this.

But your hands trying to take off his shirt distracted him, chuckling a bit before helping you out, throwing it on the ground the same way you did with your own.

Seeing his chest in all his glory you couldn't help but trace your hand over a scar he had on his left breast, seeming like a bullet wound. He took your hands from it, kissing it before turning your attention back to him.

His stealth skills really gave him advantage not only on the battlefield as he silently undid your bra, only taking notice of it when it was already peeled off from your body.

"Where have you been hiding these"

His comment made you turn redder than you already were, stretching your spine as you now felt his hands touching you properly. His kisses travelling down your neck as a string of saliva united you and his lips.

"Been waiting for this so long"

His roughed out voice made your mind forget the moment he had laid you down on your back on the sofa, his mouth kissing and almost biting your neck.

Wringling your hips he had to keep you grounded as your legs now where at his sides, whimpering as he kissed the spot right bellow your ear.

You could feel everything, the glide of his bare chest against yours, the warmth of his mouth, the tickling sensation of his breath. God you almost fainted when his hand found your nipple, pressing his thumb into it before massaging it around.

"Snak-"

"Call me David"

Right, david.

Liquid wasn't behind your asses anymore.

Shuddering his name his tongue rolled over your left nipple, massaging the other one with his right hand as you gripped his hair. Kind of missing his bandana but glad you could finally see his brows too.

The room was filled with silence and the sound of your shuddering breathing mixed with his own, the moon keeping sight of all of your sins tonight.

If he had known how good you'd sound, he would've done this much, much sooner. He craved you, he needed someone to take care of his needs, sick of just having to hide himself and work for others.

He needed you

And it wasn't only a need, he had felt this way for a long time already. Hell, he hasn't had any time for himself ever since he joined the fox unit once again.

He swore he was going to die without buring his face into a woman's legs once again.

His hand creeped downwards till he found what he was searching for, only to be interrumpted by some shorts. You quickly nodded your head, letting him take them off.

His hand smoothed unnecesarily slow over the skin of your thighs, making you shiver as you begged him to stop his teasing although he really hadn't that intention yet.

"You want this right?"

Sighing, you took his face in between your hands, feeling the smoothness of his aftershave having an effect on his skin. Locking eyes.

"After all the talk we've had, you're still asking for consent?"

You giggled but it really was another sign that attracted you more to him.

"Of course I want you, I've wanted you ever since I met you David, or should I say Snake"

You kissed his ear after muttering his code name, feeling how that little gest made him get all stiff in your arms again, relying on the soft groan that escaped his lips. You smiled greedily, now noticing how aroused he actually was, pressing against your knee.

Groaning he lifted himself up from you a bit, looking with blown out pupils the way you were sprawled bellow him, in nothing more than a pair of messed up panties. He closed his eyes tightly at the sight of seeing you so frustrated and wet, just from him.

Your feet palming him through his pants brought him crashing back down to reality, eyes shooting open to watch the scene. Your lip in between your teeth and your foot deliciously moving up and down his erection, you swore you felt him twitch.

"Playing dirty huh?"

Your half lidded eyes and smirk looking up at him, your chest glistening from his saliva.

His hand then swated your feet off him and now it was his turn to make you all messy and hot like he was.

"Spread your legs out for me sweetheart"

So with his chest heaving he opened your legs for him with big hands keeping them apart. It wasn't a secret that he had to guide all his movements on the battle, however, you were kind of impressed he did too in bed.

His right hand made contact with your inner thigh, head lolling back on the couch as he reached your through your panties, feeling all the slit that had acumulated there pretty much ever since you sat down with him on your sofa.

The arch of your back, your shallow breathing and the way you would flutter your eyes closed in such a beautiful way made him want to already skip foreplay.

Rubbing his fingers up and down your panties he saw the way your hips squirmed by his touch with lidded eyes. He pictured you taking him right there, begging him to please cum with you as your legs trapped him in a jail he wanted to be a prisioner for a long while now.

"Touch me please"

Your words gave him all the green lights he needed, diving right in as he took your panties off, helping you lift your butt and sliding them off your thighs.

He was enthralled with you, feeling softer than he could have ever imagined on lonely nights, sounding way prettier and getting into such a delicious dance with him.

You were slowly empting his sane bar.

His fingers were welcomed back into your heat, almost rolling his eyes back into his skull at the warmth, all the mess you had already got yourself into.

"Already this wet?"

Blushing you turned your head away from him, your arms resting by your sides as you avoided his stare.

"Cmon sweetie, look at me"

But still you wouldn't budge, still too embarrassed to look at him, were you really that messy down there?

"That's it"

He praised when he heard your muffled moan against your palm as he circled your clit, squeezing your cheeks with his other hand as he turned your face to look at him.

Hips halting upwards, he forced them down as he watched you squirm under him, taking your palm off your mouth so he could hear all your sweet whimpers being spilled into the lustry chilly night air.

"That good huh?"

He muttered into your neck as he fastened his movements on your clit, your eyes tearing up as you nodded your head, scratching the back of his hair approvingly as you felt him almost purr into your neck by your sudden contact.

"Gonna stretch you out, yeah? Want me to?"

"Y-yeah, yes"

You coughed as your voice had broken up a bit, feeling a smile forming against your neck in the process.

The pad of a finger began testing the waters, sliding around your entrance as he watched your face, seeing your mouth hang open, eyes closing. Tenderly making his way inside he kissed your mouth, swallowing every moan spilling from your lips as he had freed your hand now, feeling it caress his back as the other one still laid by his head.

The kiss was the slopiest one he had yet given you, sliping his tongue in between yours and the roof of your mouth as he started to move his finger.

The air had gotten even hotter and before he had noticed, your hand had crept inside his pants, caressing him through his briefs as you tried to get some "revenge".

"Mmhp"

Separating from you he let out a low moan, halting his movements for a brief moment as he got used to your soft hand on him, wanting nothing more than your touch.

You were playing the same dirty game he had started yet he couldn't "lose" to you.

So he sped up his movements, biting off a chuckle as he heard your surprised gasp, adding another finger to the stretch as he felt your walls hugging him tightly.

Your hand did wonders too, shuffling him off his pants and briefs as they now pooled right bellow his cock as it sprang free now. You cussed yourself you couldn't even glance at him because of his shoulder blocking your view, however, you could get a pretty solid idea of how it felt against your hand.

And god did it feel heavy.

Playing with his tip you saw his eyes flutter as he now laid his chin on your chest, shutting them close as he tried to focus on your pleasure.

"I'm the one here that's pent up and wet but how about you?"

"You're as hard as a rock"

You whispered the last words into his ear as you brought his head back into you, his nose resting against the headrest.

"It's been a while"

His voice was muffled but you could sense that he was bashfull, pumping him as fastly as he was fingering you, you both had finally became silent, fueling yourselves off the sounds that escaped your mouths.

You felt yourself getting closer, his mouth taunting you with kisses as a mere excuse to shut himself up. Pumping your hand up and down his hips tried to follow your lead, unable to stay put.

"Tell me whenever you're close"

His groggy tone vibrated inside your ear and that mixed with the feeling of him all over you made the coil that was slowly brewing inside your tummy fasten itself.

"Wanna fuck you so bad after this, so warm"

You could no longer see his face as his words were kind of muffled by the sofa and his own groans. You felt him twitch in your hands, his own fingers picking up the fastest pace you had felt yet.

"Dave- I think"

Your words were cut off as you felt yourself tighten, searching for your imminent climax as you clinged into his back, your hand no longer pumping him.

He was rutting into your leg like a dog in heat, kissing all your sweet spots he had come to know by this short period of time.

"Cum for me love, I know you can"

That was all you needed, practically screaming his name as you tilted your hips upward, head laying down on the sofa as your eyes closed shut.

His fingers kept pumping inside of you, driving you through your orgasm as he shushed you softly, caressing your cheek with his other hand as he rested himself up in his elbow.

The aftermath of his ministrations really tired you up still, as soon as you felt him rocking slowly into your leg you knew what you both really needed. He took off his pants, almost stepping on them as they fell to the ground.

"Woah, already ready for round two?"

"It's not a round two if you haven't even cum"

Your heated words were soon forgotten inside his head as you had now pushed him into his back, climbing back down into his lap. But now, feeling all you against all of him.

He was standing tall and proud by your stomach and you couldn't help yourself but take a good look out of the scene. You placed your hand right on your belly button and on top of his angry red tip, smiling at the hiss that left his mouth.

"You're gonna reach this deep"

Your words came out unexpectedly as his eyes turned almost white from how far they had opened, looking down with you as he admired the view, such a beautiful one.

"You think you can handle me being, that deep inside you?"

He puncuated his last words by grabbing a hold of both of your cheeks, squeezing them after giving them a soft pat.

He knew what he was doing.

He fucking knew.

But you loved it.

This side of him, his raw part, the one he didn't have to fake for anyone, his true feelings and needs. He was making you see red, rubbing your ass so smoothly, practically motioning you to sit on him already.

So you did, hovering over him with your hands placed securedly on his shoulders as he held your back tenderly with his right hand while his left rested on your hip, helping you down.

Wait, hold on, wait-

"Snake- I mean David, fuck, I forgot protection"

You went over to scramble off him but his hands kept you secured into his chest, not letting you go anywhere as he rubbed your back trying to get you to listen to him.

"Don't worry about that, I can't become a father even If I wanted to"

"Huh?"

Your eyes searched his face, looking into them as you saw a ting of pain inside them.

"You know all of my father clonation shit, I'm sterile, I'm not trying to lie to you y/n"

Right, you know remembered the talk you had with Otacon one day, explaining to you all of the "enfants terribles" project and hell was it terrible.

"Right, sor-"

His lips were on yours before you could even mutter a single apology, his left hand begining to move yourself against him once again as he sensed you pulsing down there. A good sign, he thought.

So you parted from him, getting into the real fun as your lips started to take him. Feeling his head pop in a little too fast, you whined out, a stretchy tingle of pain visible in your face as you stopped.

"I'm a patient man, be careful"

However, you could see that he wasn't. Biting his lip as not only his eye twitched the more you sunk down.

You repositioned yourself, a hand on his chest while the other still grabbed his shoulder for support. Finding the right angle it felt like it would never end, both of you closing your eyes as you savoured the moment. He knew if he opened them and saw you trying to fit him in, he would've busted right then and there.

"Fucking hell"

That's when he knew he was all the way inside, your butt touching his legs as you took a deep breath his eyes not leaving your face for the slightest moment.

"I don't want to be just your fuck buddy"

A confused groan left his lips.

"I know you will have to leave after this, but please, don't let this be a one time tension reliever"

He toon your cheek into his hands, rubbing it softly as he tried to find the sweetest voice he could utter out.

"I'll find you, I promise, I will come back here"

You felt a tear fall down your cheek, you felt connected to him, in a deep and far from understanding way.

"It's difficult now, I know, but I'll find you y/n"

His skin was yours, every breath you took was his, everything.

So with that said, you began moving, him immediately responding with a low groan at your sudden movement.

You felt full, not only in a sexual way, but your heart was full too. Crying out, not from pain like he would've thought but from pleasure, from the way you loved him so dearily, from having him beside you once again.

"I miss-ed y-you"

Your words were cut off everytime you bounced off his lap, your words being more than enough for him to want to coddle you up, so he did.

Grabbing your back he pulled him into you, hearts beating into each other fastly as your nipples rubbed against the expanse of his broad chest.

"I missed you too- hmpmh"

His own voice even cracked when you tightened up on him, feeling the wash of a brief overstimulation against him.

His cock rubbing all the right spots inside you making you hug him tighter, fuck him faster and kiss him deeper.

His hips began pushing into your own movements, making your vision blurry from all the pleasure he was giving you.

"You like that huh?"

"Please more Dave"

No more words were needed for him as he picked up a brutal pace within your cunt, hips pistoning into your own making you see starts.

He was spilling all of the words unsaid into you, all of his piled up feelings into your womb, eyes almost crossing when you had tightened up. Your arms digging into his back you were reduced into a stupid mess by now, blabbering his name as you bounced up and down almost automatically now.

"I'm pretty close... fu-fuck sweetheart"

He groaned out as his hands kept a bruising grip on your hips, basically doing all the work for you. And you could feel it.

The way he had become even bigger inside you, his tip pushing your fungy spot all over and over again, your name spilling out of his mouth out of the blue often. He felt as if he was going to explode so soon yet he wanted to drag you down to hell with him too.

"Cum with me... pl-please"

Your tear stained cheeks begged him so badly, so cutely to just cum, just for you. Almost the same vision he had imagined earlier, your mouth red the same tone as your cheeks as you pleaded.

"Please Dave- I... ngh! Need it"

Your voice pitched up as he drove himself so deliciously into you, he wanted nothing more than to fill you, to see it dripping out. Pumping himself inside of you he stayed there as ropes of white had began to paint your insides, your own climax washing all over you as you felt his arms pull you into him once again.

Chest heaving into each other, panting into each others ears like animals you tried to regain concioussness after the extreme pleasure you had recieved.

"Feeling alright?"

Hearing your voice he opened his eyes to see you in the most ethereal way he had ever seen you. Your hair sticking into your forehead, teary eyes looking out for him and trembling limbs on his lap.

You were absolutely spent.

And it was all his fault.

However, he did look like and angel too. The afterglow of sex lingering on his skin as he tried to regain his breath which he did pretty quickly, his body soaked up in sweat and his loving eyes, pupils blown wide.

"Better than ever"

He smiled so sweetly, so cutely you just felt the need to squeeze his cheeks like a granny, nuzzling his nose as you both giggled.

With a sigh you laid into his chest, forgetting the gushy sensation in between your legs, feeling it dripping down his legs. His arms wrapped around you like a blanket, not letting the chilly air of the air cool you down.

You let out a hiss as he repositioned himself, enhancing both of your overstimulations on the process.

"Shit, right, sorry"

You smiled at his rushed apology, but he quickly brushed it off you as he slipped out of you, whining out into his neck at the loss of contact.

"Lets get you cleaned up"

And with those words and your stolen answer from his sudden movement, picking you up from the sofa and starting to walk into what he thought was the bathroom.

#[ 📒 c0smos!fics ]#smut‼️#metal gear fics #metal gear x reader #mgs x reader #solid snake x reader #solid snake fic #solid snake smut #metal gear solid smut #mgs smut #snake x reader #snake smut

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tokyo-chainsaw-dragon2 · 5 months ago

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𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐒𝐚𝐦𝐮𝐞𝐥 (18+ MDNI)

A/N: Requested by anon/ @sinister-shark. I can't believe this only took me 2 days to write it all. Holy shit, that's fast. (extra spicy 🥵😏)

*Sam does speak Brazilian Portuguese in this, just so you're aware.

**Trying new format for general info of MGS smut lmao

Pairing: Jetstream Sam X Fem!Reader

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟖𝟕𝟎

⚠️Warnings: NSFW, 18+ MDNI, shower sex, wall sex, dirty talk, begging, pussy eating, blowjobs, oral (both ways/p in v), unprotected

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After a long day of working, you were just done. You felt like falling apart as you struggled to open the door. Once you got inside, you instantly flopped your tired body face down on the couch. You quietly groaned, not knowing that Sam was sitting there shirtless.

He looks over at you, gently smiling as he smooths down your hair. His fingers trail through your luscious locks, occasionally rubbing the back and sides of your neck with a couple of his fingers as you stayed face down.

"How's that for you, meu amor?" He asks, saying those last few words in a seductive tone. Sam was doing this to see if you'd notice.

"Mmmm... Feels good when you do that..." You managed to mumble out, trying your eager best not to sound too tired. You liked it even better when he called you pet names in his native language.

Sam's iconic smirk gets the best of him, moving his hand to your back and unzipping your dress, easily finding your bra. He unhooks it and you exhale a sharp breath as you feel your breasts bounce free, which felt like the force of 1,000 suns.

He pulls his hand away and you look up at him, shyly smirking as your cheeks flushed light pink.

You almost felt like he was trying to tell you something as you noticed Sam's hardened dick just begging to bulge out of his pants. You slowly roll off the couch, getting in front of him and undoing his pants. Sam leans his head back against the couch as he feels your finger hooking the waistband of his boxers.

You pull down his boxers to release the monster he's been hiding since you got home an hour ago. You take his cock in your mouth and gently swirl your tongue around the tip before moving your way up his length. Sam whinces as he looks at the ceiling, his face bright red and sweaty as he breathed heavily.

"Oh, droga... Deus, por que você tinha que fazer isso comigo... Por favor... Continue me fodendo assim..." Sam pants, feeling like he was in a trance. He just kept staring at the ceiling as he felt you lightly sucking on his dick raw as the tip touched the back of your throat.

Sam knew you were good at sucking his cock, but he really wanted to eat you out because of this. He moves his hand around the back of your neck and you pull out from his cock, which was now glistening in a subtle layer of your saliva. Before you could say anything, Sam picks you up bridal style, carrying you to the bathroom as he tugs your dress down.

He turns on the shower and the ideas running around in his head get the best of him. Sam shoves your back against the wall, spreading your legs out and around his neck so he could have full access to your pussy. He looks you dead in the eyes, doing that deadly smirk of his that almost made you flinch everytime.

"You naughty, naughty girl. You thought you could get away with sucking my cock?" Sam states with arousal, inching closer to your entrance. "No, no, no. I might as well eat that delicious dessert of mine, better known as your buraco."

He growls deep in his throat, pressing his mouth against your folds and licks them for a minute before sticking his tongue in and out repeatedly. Sam doesn't talk much during his "dessert eating", but he does comment here and there about how good you taste.

Once he was finished eating you out and got his fill, your mood was definitely horny. After you got down from Sam's shoulders, you start kissing him like you were feral. After a good 7 minutes, he turns you around and pins you to the wall again, causing you to let out a tiny breathless moan as your body and breasts were firmly smooshed against the wet tile.

"Ohhh~, this hurts so bad~..." You say in a whiny and teasing voice. "Fuck me, Samuel~."

"If you do that little noise again, maybe I will" He coos in your ear, running his finger along the side of your ass. You breathlessly moan again and you earned Sam's deadly smirk. He bites the side of your neck, causing your eyes to roll back. As he bit your neck, he kept one hand on your back and the other on his dick. Sam roughly shoves his cock into your cunt, which was the perfect fit for someone's dick like his.

"You know, you're such a boa garota," He replies, as he continues to pound into you. "you take my cock in so well, too well even."

"-Ngh... Fuck, I think I'm gonna cum..." You say back.

Immediately after saying that very sentence, taking your hand and slipping it between your legs, you rubbed viciously at your clit while you came, your legs shook against the wall, pussy dripping, eyes rolling back again. Sam moaned at the feeling of you tightening around him, he was thoughtful enough to keep pounding into you until you were finished before pulling out.

#tokyo chainsaw dragon #tokyo dragon smut #metal gear smut #metal gear #metal gear rising #mgr sam #jetstream sam #jetstream sam x fem!reader #jetsream sam x you #jetstream sam x reader #mgs smut #smut #samuel rodrigues #metal gear x reader #mgs x reader

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sailorsenshishitposter · 9 months ago

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Otacon x Reader

Warning

Highly cursed at the halfway point. Spoilers for End of Evangelion and I wouldn't recommend that sane people watch it just to try to understand what the hell is going on. Yes there are parts where people turn into orange liquid followed by screams and upbeat happy music about suicide. Also do not look up the hospital scene for this movie (which it is infamous for). You have been warned.

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Otacon

Your smash main is Snake, you're a weeb or you fall in love easily and are used to being hurt by others.

First Date:

None. This man is busy raising a child with Snake.

Second Try:

The two of you meet on a fan board and quickly exchange numbers. Soon he invites you over to his house for a date. You asked where he lived but he said he would prefer to pick you up. You wait outside until you feel what seems to be an earthquake. You go to run but then you look into the sky. "IS THAT A GIANT ROBOT!" The "vehicle" pulls up and sure enough, Otacon is waiting for you. "Good evening. You look wonderful..." He then handed you a bouquet of flowers and you came inside.

Man, he really was an otaku. His home consisted of a bedroom that was really more like a storage space, a bathroom and a kitchen. "Make yourself comfortable, I'm going to bring some refreshments." You looked around for a spot to sit down, his room being like that one photo of Yoshihiro Togashi but notably much cleaner. The walls were stacked from the floor to the ceiling. You would have to tell your date that piracy was also an option. Most of it was just anime so you knew better than to touch it.

There was a small CRT and just about every console you could think of. Even the bad ones.At the far end of the room was a computer. You didn't really understand how that stuff worked but you figured his setup must be very expensive since all you had was Windows 95. You saw a purple creature on the desktop. "What's a bonzi buddy?

"You then noticed that Hal had come back. "I brought you a bento and some pocky. Only the best for my little waifu." He then blushed and turned the television off. "Sorry. I forgot that I was playing Policenauts on my Saturn earlier.."He then asked Alexa to play his spotify playlist which consisted of nothing but Hatsune Miku.

After you were finished eating, he took you by the hand. "Allow you to show you my prized collection." He brought you to his glass stand filled with various figures. It had a little bit of everything. Transformers, all the Gundams, some Code Geass. Even this weird one he called Zone of the Enders? "Yeah, I'm a huge fan!" He then looked around to see if the almighty Mr. Kojima was watching."

But this... This is my favorite." It was a giant build of EVA 01. "I never knew you liked Evangelion..." He then pulled out a copy of End of Evangelion. "Would you like to watch it with me? I have the renewal edition..." You gazed into his eyes and kissed him. "Wow..." He then turned on his hello kitty DVD player and inserted the disc.

The two of you started frenching during the komm susser tod sequence. You began to stroke him while the lyrics "It all returns to nothing" played. "Looks like someone's snake is solid..." He then thought to himself while the screams of those being turned into orange juice could be heard. "It's just like one of my Japanese amines!" You gave one final pull, yelling "It all CUMS TUMBLING DOWN, TUMBLING DOWN, TUMBLING DOWN"

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Having finished, Hal shut off his VR machine. Ever since David had left him to go on a date with a woman, he hadn't felt the same. He thought back to when he asked him if love could bloom on the battlefield and then started to sob into his arm. "WHY DOES EVERYONE I LOVE LEAVE ME!?" Little did Snake know but Otacon had created a program where he could be with him in a dating sim. He would later sell it on steam and become as rich as Snake did from the fortnite cameo, bringing him into the spotlight. They would later get back together and become the ultimate power couple.

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illyabata · 1 year ago

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so uhhh what about cyno x eremite reader where he’s like the descendant/reincarnation of king deshret enemies to lovers sexy raunchy romance thing where you seduce him and attempt to assassinate him but he foils your plan and is like wow thats so silly of you i cant believe you were going to stab me :3 and then you have the most hateful violent humbling filthy sex except its also romantic because i said so

#girl idk what this is i just was readi mg through the archives and went mmmehehuahrhehe SEX 🤬😹🤬🤬🤬😹🤬😹#and had to get it down before i forgor #who knows maybe ill actually write it in 26384726 business days #cyno smut #cyno x reader smut #genshin smut #genshin headcanons #mbj.rot #cyno ∪﹏∪

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notpocalypsenow · 27 days ago

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I wanted to write Big Boss and Kaz fighting but it leads to smut so I finally got around to it! I consider it a very loose prequel to my longer MGSV series “when time comes to collect” but it’s perfectly fine to read it as a standalone pre-MSF big boss x Kaz fic! Please enjoy and note the tags, 18+ as always 👌🏼

#kazuhira mgs #kazuhira miller #big boss #naked snake #mgs smut #mgs fanfic #peace walker #18+ mdni #metal gear series #mgs

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sillyfriendssharingablog · 7 months ago

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how i feel when in the middle of the night I think about the time I wrote Liquid having a 12 inch ding dong shlong without knowing that's VERY MUCH above average (bcs im a girl kisser) and accidently giving him a third leg

#tw: suggestive #can't believe that smut took so much time away from me #could be canon as his dad had a radioactively modified pack so he might have passed it down to hiim #I wont ever write a smut I swear to god #mgs #metal gear solid #metal gear #metal gear series #mgs1 #liquid snake #mgs fanfic #mgs fanfiction #bloody snake #this thought follows me like a skeleton in my closet

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saddleups · 4 days ago

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hey diva… love your work you’re doing for the james sunderland girlies… we are a rare breed and im loving our representation. also saw you are looking to write for mgs and let me say… i am SO EXCITED RAAAA. would love to see some solid snake x reader during mgs2 smut 🙏 there is so much potential for angst with the whole double identity/fake dying and you slay the hell out of that.

anyway… thank you queen for your service ❤️

★ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 . . . 3.6k

★ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 . . . request , complete. SOLID SNAKE ( DAVID ) X F!READER !! 18+ SMUT MDNI !!

★ 𝐂𝐖 . . . death . grieving/trying to move on . they are kind of mean to each other ? rough/angry sex . slapping p_rn with a little plot !

★ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 . . . omg diva :') i love you for this but i think i need to be sedated. this takes place after he fakes his death but before he helps raiden, if the context even matters ? idk don't ask me about mgs lore i'll start crying lmao

There was always a car parked outside your window, an unremarkable presence that somehow offered comfort—a silent sentinel ensuring your safety. Day after day, it lingered, a fixture of your life, almost as though it were watching over you in his stead. But today, for the first time, someone stepped out. You watched as a man exited the car, hesitated in the driveway, then straightened his coat and approached your porch.

A gentle knock echoed through the stillness, and with dread weighing down each step, you opened the door. The man before you was plain, almost forgettable. He wore a hat that cast shadows over his face, his gaze obscured behind thick glasses he adjusted with shaking fingers. He couldn’t look at you, eyes darting to the floor, as though seeking a way to soften the blow he was about to deliver. But you already knew. You could feel it—a familiar, creeping cold that began in your chest and spread like ice through your limbs.

“Ma’am, I'm sorry but...your fiancé is dead.”

The words were soft, like a whisper from another world, but they hit with brutal force, each syllable closing in around you like a vice. His words crashed against you, and in the hollow silence that followed, all you could hear was David’s voice echoing in your mind. How many times had he warned you, tried to push you away, his face grim and serious, telling you that loving him would come with risks you couldn’t yet fathom? You’d heard him, but you’d never truly listened. You’d been so sure that this wasn’t something you’d ever have to face—that the risk was part of who he was, not of who you were. He had been so insistent, as though trying to prepare you, in his own way, for the life that followed in his shadow.

You thought you could bear the long silences, the days and nights spent wondering where he was and whether he’d make it back to you in one piece. You thought the sacrifices were worth it, believing love could shield you from the reality of his work. But standing here now, with the weight of those words still settling over you, you finally understood the depth of the danger you’d dismissed, the gravity he’d tried so hard to make you see.

The world outside dulled into a low hum, and inside, the air thickened, pressing in from all sides. Your knees trembled as the walls seemed to close in around you. But before you could collapse, the man’s hands reached out to steady you, grounding you just enough to keep you on your feet.

"He was a hero."

Of course he was.

Time moved on around you, indifferent to the hollow ache in your chest. The seasons changed, the leaves turning, falling, and growing back again, but you hadn’t let him go. His side of the bed was always untouched, pillows fluffed and blankets smoothed, as though he’d walk in any moment, casting off his jacket and boots, filling the space with his warmth.

His clothes remained in the closet, his razor and toothbrush undisturbed in the bathroom. To you, it felt as if the world might have forgotten him, but you couldn’t, and even though your mother insisted it was time, you couldn’t bring yourself to remove your ring. To you, he was still yours, no matter what anyone else believed.

Eventually, at your mother’s urging and your friends’ encouragement, you tried to pick up the pieces. It wasn’t easy, but little by little, you let yourself imagine a future—one that didn’t hurt as much as the memories you held onto.

Tonight, after months of emptiness, you had finally agreed to a date. He was nice, polite, everything you might’ve wanted if you’d met him in another life, under different circumstances. And even though you’d forced yourself to smile and engage, trying to find a spark of something, your heart was still somewhere else, tangled up with someone who wasn’t coming back.

As he walked you to your porch, your date paused, his gaze lingering a bit too long, that expectant look in his eyes clear as he offered to stay the night. You hesitated, your hand on the doorknob, and smiled apologetically, murmuring a gentle, “Not tonight.” You leaned in to kiss him softly, hoping he’d take it for what it was—a polite goodnight and nothing more. He accepted it, albeit with a disappointed smile, and waved as he headed back down the steps.

Part of you wished he didn't. You couldn't help but to feel guilty, but it'd been so long since you felt the touch of another man. The sensation of feeling ravished, relentlessly. "I'm acting like a bitch in a heat." You muttered to yourself as you unlocked the door and stepped inside. The familiar quiet settling around you, a calm you hadn’t been able to recreate with anyone else. But then you froze, feeling a presence in the room.

There, sitting at the edge of the couch, looking like he’d just walked out of one of your dreams—or nightmares—was David. He watched you, a small, almost sheepish smile playing on his lips, and your heart slammed into your ribs. He looked tired, his clothes worn, his hair a bit longer than usual. And he was unmistakably, undeniably alive.

He raised an eyebrow, his expression hovering somewhere between amused and wounded. “So… nice date?”

As you stared, struggling to process the sight of him sitting there like a ghost brought to life, David’s hand shifted, revealing something small and gleaming between his fingers. Your engagement ring. The one you’d left tucked in a drawer after trying to let him go. He turned it idly in his hand, the light catching on the band as he ran his thumb over the smooth metal, almost absently. It was like he was testing the weight of it, feeling its significance without quite understanding it.

It was odd seeing David have such an attachment to it. He never wore his own, swore it was for your safety. Nobody could know that The Solid Snake had a tether to the earth, they'd kill you for it. It never bothered you much, especially after his assumed death you dramatically convinced yourself that, perhaps, your own death would've been kinder.

He shrugged, a small, almost cocky smile playing on his lips, and he held the ring up with a casual flick. “Didn’t expect to see you… moving on so fast.” He tried for humor, his tone light, almost teasing. “Guess I can’t blame you for needing a warm body around. You must’ve missed me.”

Seeing him holding that ring, the very symbol of the life and love you’d mourned, felt like a slap in itself. You took a shaky breath, heart pounding as the reality of it—the casualness, the nerve—sank in. Your shock turned to anger, and you clenched your fists at your sides.

Noticing your demeanor, David stepped closer. He reached out his hand and the anger that had been simmering finally erupted. Before he could touch you, your hand shot out, slapping him hard across the face. The sound echoed through the room, the sharpness of it as raw as the pain he’d left you with. His head snapped to the side, and he froze, his cheek reddening where you’d struck him.

You took a shaky breath, every part of you shaking with the tension you’d held back for so long. “Do you think this is a fucking joke?”

His smile faltered, his expression shifting as he took in the fury in your eyes. “I… Look, it was part of the mission,” he said, a hint of guilt creeping into his tone. “I thought it’d be easier if—”

“If you let me think you were dead?” you cut him off, voice rising. “Do you have any idea what I’ve been through? What it’s like to believe I lost you for good?”

David’s face fell, the weight of your words finally settling in. “I didn’t want to hurt you. I thought you’d… be okay.”

You shook your head, tears stinging your eyes as everything poured out. “Do you know what it’s been like, David? Trying to live without you? I thought I’d lost you forever. I went on a date tonight because I thought I had to let you go!” Your voice cracked. “And now you’re just… sitting here, like it’s nothing?”

For a moment, he was silent, his expression growing somber. Then, quietly, he reached out a hand to you, regret darkening his gaze. “I didn’t understand how much it would hurt you, baby. I was wrong. And I’m sorry.”

“Fuck you,” you whispered, barely holding yourself together. “You left me to grieve you. To go through all of that alone. And now you’re just here, acting like it’s no big deal?”

David lowered his head, his voice barely audible. “I’m sorry. I thought I was doing the right thing, but… I see now how wrong I was.”

The anger ebbed, replaced by the pain of everything you’d carried alone, and you couldn’t stop yourself from stepping closer, needing to feel him, to know he was real. His hand reached up to cradle your cheek, and he pulled you into his arms, his voice thick with regret as he murmured, “I’m here now. For good. And I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you, if you’ll let me.”

You wanted to stay mad, to push him away—but you couldn’t. His arms around you, his warmth and heartbeat steady against yours, brought a sense of calm you hadn’t felt in so long. For now, you let yourself sink into him, allowing the anger and grief to fade, if only for a moment.

You're such a fool for him.

David kissed the corner of your lip. His hands find their place on your hips. His warmth envelops you, steady and familiar, as if he could melt all the time and distance that had separated you.

His lips capture yours completely, a slow, lingering kiss that feels like a claim, pulling you deeper into the moment, grounding you in his touch.

He pulls back just enough to brush his nose against yours, a faint, teasing smile curving his lips. “You had wine?”

You shiver, his breath warm against your cheek, the scent of him intoxicating. “A little,” you admit, barely a whisper.

“Expensive?” he murmurs, his fingers tracing a gentle line along your jaw, sparking tingles that send a thrill through you.

You nod, biting your lip. “Yeah. He went all out for me.”

David lets out a low, amused chuckle, his hand slipping to the small of your back, pulling you closer. “God… and you didn’t even put out?”

You can feel his heart beating against yours, the intensity in his gaze holding you captive. “Because,” you say softly, voice catching as you press your forehead to his, “I missed you.”

“Tell me what you missed most,” he murmurs, his voice a low, teasing drawl as his fingers brush along your waist, his touch both familiar and electrifying.

You open your mouth to answer, the words on the tip of your tongue. “Your coc—” But you catch yourself, cheeks warming as you meet his gaze.

A flicker of amusement dances in his eyes as he leans in, his breath warm against your ear. “Go on…”

You let out a frustrated sigh, trying to steady yourself, to hold onto even a sliver of your anger. “I’m supposed to be mad at you, asshole.”

David chuckles, his thumb grazing your cheek. “I know,” he whispers, his voice soft but unrepentant. “But tell me anyway.”

His lips press against yours once more, filled with urgency and longing. David's strong arms lift you effortlessly and your fingers instinctively wrap around his neck, seeking comfort and security. It feels like a fairy tale as he leads you to the bedroom that was once shared between you both.

With care, he sets you down on the soft mattress, and your hands trace the contours of his back, cherishing every touch as if trying to imprint it in your memory. You have to remind yourself that this is real, that he is here with you now. The scent of his cologne fills the room and adds to the atmosphere of passion and longing, it’d been too long.

His lips press hard against your neck, leaving a trail of fiery kisses that ignite your skin. You can feel the familiar heat radiating off of him and it's almost impossible to resist. "Tell me what you missed," he demands again, his voice dripping with eagerness. He needs to hear it, to know that he still has this hold on you.

You furrow your brows, trying to maintain some semblance of anger as his hands roam freely over your body, disregarding any barriers. But when he whispers in your ear, all thoughts of resistance disappear.

"I missed your cock," you confess brazenly, feeling a rush of arousal at the thought of him buried inside you.

David responds by thrusting his hips against your clothed slit, causing you both to moan in unison. He leans back slightly and groans into your mouth, unable to contain his pleasure at hearing your admission. You reach for his hand and bring it to your face, hungrily licking and nipping at his fingers before taking them into your mouth.

"Did you miss me?" you ask seductively, locking eyes with him. "Did you spend countless nights jerking off thinking of me?" With a devilish grin, you dart your tongue out and trace it along his palm and between his fingers before sucking two of them into your mouth. A fire ignited in you both, parting for air you taunted, “David, you came in this hand didn’t you?” Your saliva is coated between his fingers, “and you wished it was inside my cunt.”

You glare up at him, daring him to say something, to try to justify what he’s put you through. He’d never seen you so forward, he found enjoyment in being the dominant one. His libido getting the better of him, he blamed it on being a man. David doesn’t speak. Instead, he leans down, his lips brushing against yours in a rough, demanding kiss.

"What about you?" He growls, his grip tightening on your hips as he thrusts into you relentlessly.

"Did you finger fuck yourself?" He sneers, each thrust hitting deeper and harder. "With the showerhead? Or did you buy a fake cock to fuck?"

His hands wrap around your throat, choking off your breath. "Why didn't you fuck him?" He demands, his voice dripping with jealousy and possessiveness.

"Your date, or anyone else. Did you know deep down that no one else could stretch your cunt like I can?" His words are filled with rage mixed with betrayal, fueling his rough movements as he claims you.

You can’t let him make you come like this. Clothed, like a bitch in a fucking heat. The second you feel his body shudder above yours, you take advantage of his weakened state. With all your might, you push forward to sit upright. The shift in position, the sudden display of power causes David's eyes to widen.

"On your back, Snake." It isn't a request, it's a demand. And like the loyal dog he is, he quietly obeyed.

Straddling his hips, David's erection is pressed firmly against your core. The dry humping session leaving both of you soaked. You're fine like this. It isn't ideal but, you can easily come with the sensation of his cock against your clit and then leave them him there to fend for himself. But for David? He bit his lip to stifle a whimper. He desperately craved for his release.

"How dare you?" You ask, voice still frayed with anger. With an open palm, you slap him again. A silence washed over you both, David grasped your wrist and kisses the same palm you slapped him with. “I’m sorry,” he mumbled into your hand.

Snatching your hand back, you dismount from his lap to kneel on the bed. Unhooking the straps of your dress revealing your bra, you taunt him. “Maybe I should just leave you here and head out for a real man.” You could feel his cock twitch. The clasp of your bra is now undone and you present him your hardened buds. “For a man who won’t lie to me.”

“No! Baby please.” David begged, “I’m sorry—” he repeated. He straightened his posture, sitting up right to face you. Defeated and pathetically aroused, he exhaled another apology. "Let me make it up to you." His voice was desperate, his cock harder than ever. "I can't take it anymore." He pleaded, gripping his dick in a show of desperation. "I need you so fucking bad."

Impulsively, you press your lips to his in a heated kiss. "Don't make love to me," you command breathlessly, "fuck me." You kiss him again, this time softer, before lifting your dress over your head and tossing it aside without a care. David follows suit, undressing himself in a swift motion. The two of you are naked before each other, locking eyes with an intense flame burning between you. Gathering your courage, you confess to him, "I want you to fuck me, hard.

David lies back on the bed, pulling you on top of him. "Then be a good girl and come get it," he growls in response.

His cock is rigid against your stomach and you run your hands up his chest, feeling the defined muscles beneath his skin. David teases your slick opening with the tip of his cock before sliding into you with a powerful thrust. The sensation of his coarse pubic hair brushing against your sensitive skin sends shivers down your spine and elicits a gasp from your lips. David grunts in response, the sound sending waves of desire through you.

Starting off slow, David stretches your tightness as he moves in and out of you. With each thrust, he slaps your ass hard, leaving red handprints behind. The combination of pleasure and pain has you whimpering and gasping for more. Unable to contain yourself any longer, you bite down on your lip to stifle your screams as ecstasy courses through every inch of your body.

"Fuck...you feel so good," David groans, his voice raw with desire. "Tell me how badly you need this dick." His dirty talk only fuels the flames of passion within you and you throw your head back. Mouth agape, you’re moaning loudly as he reaches between your bodies to rub circles on your throbbing clit.

"Please...I need it so bad," you whimper, unable to hold back your desperate need for him. Your body trembles and pulses around him as he continues to thrust into you with a fierce hunger, filling you up and satisfying your every wish.

His eyes spark with a mischievous gleam, "Say my name," he commands.

Feeling shy, you look at him and stutter, "David?"

He clicks his tongue in disapproval.

Suddenly, it hits you. "Snake," you moan in ecstasy.

Gripping your hips, David flips you over onto your stomach without taking his cock out. Your cries of surprise turn into moans of ecstasy as he slams himself back inside you without warning. Grabbing your hips roughly, he angled your body to hit that sweet spot deep within you, making you see stars. His grip on your hips bruises your skin but all you can focus on is the way he pounds into you like a man possessed by a primal need only you can fulfill.

"Is this how you want it?" he growls in your ear as he grinds his hips against yours with a feral intensity. Each impact makes the bed frame creak with your passionate movements, banging against the headboard.

"Yes! More Snake...harder!" You beg for more, arching your back to meet his powerful thrusts. David's balls slapped against your ass cheeks with each brutal thrust, and before long, his heavy breathing and the wet slap of your bodies colliding are the only sounds filling the room.

David's grip on your hips tightens even more, fingers digging into your skin as he fucks you harder and faster, pushing you to the edge of the abyss. Your face is buried in the sheets, gripping on them for dear life. Wet walls squelch and clench around him, words are incomprehensible. “S-Snake, fu-fuck!” It’s caught in your throat, until you release. Your orgasm coming at you fast, hard and unforgiving. “Oh my f-fucking god. Yes!”

"I...I'm... oh God," David pants, his face contorted with pleasure and pain. "I'm going to—" but before he could finish his sentence, his hot, sticky cum spurts inside you, covering both of you in a sticky sheen. He exhales sharply, collapsing back onto the bed spent.

You both lay there panting heavily, trying to catch your breaths as the heat between you cooled. David caresses your cheek lovingly as he whispers apologies in your ear. "I'm sorry for keeping secrets from you... I won't ever do it again... I promise."

The weight of David’s words hung in the air. You turned to face him, chest rising and falling rhythmically as you met his gaze. The hazel of his eyes softened, revealing a rare sliver of vulnerability. His hand, warm and tender against your skin, gently brushes away a stray lock of hair from your forehead. You shifted closer to him, curling into his side and burying your face into the crook of his neck, inhaling the familiar scent mingled with sweat and sweat-soaked sheets.

“We can talk about it in the morning.”

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