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here-to-read-and-write · 2 years ago

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Team 141 seeing female reader take off her shirt to train with her friend and seeing she has scars all over her body because she was tortured (burned, knife cuts, bullet wounds, whipped, ect) and reader having a visible pack (I don't care how many packs)

And the boys feeling sympathy for her but also blushing at her body ☻️🤭

You can decline if ya want I don't mind

Should I make Konïg, Las Vargas maybe even add Graves and Valeria versions?

TF 1-4-1: Ghost, Soap, John, Gaz.

don't forget to leave request!!! please!

warning: Torture, no details given. Horny men...little innocent reader, English isn't my first language, my writing!

It was a hot day, and luckily the team didn't have any mission. So they were chilling in the training ground.

It was intimating to see a group of tall and build men sitting and staring at the horizon. Weird too, isn't it? but not when you follow the line where their eyes were so focused on.

In the distance, you stood. Back straight up, as your friends chat with each other. You, on the other hand, were standing waiting for something.

From under the shade, they could see all your expressions, or rather the lack of them. At least, they could admire the stars in your eyes, your pouting plump lips.

It wasn't strange for the TF 1-4-1 to admire you from afar. It became a habit they picked. If you give them a chance they will worship the ground you walked on, not like they aren't already.

They just don't want to hide it anymore, but for now, it will do until you notice their efforts, then maybe things will be different, it all depends on you.

"First, it will be (Y/N) against (your friend's name)" Queu to a groan and a few complaints, while you emotionlessly walked pulling off your mask, and your t-shirt. Leaving yourself bare with only a sports bra as a cover.

It caught the 1-4-1 off guard, especially Ghost, who noticed the ghost's hands, each one holding a breast.

Here comes the train of unholy thoughts.

It sends waves of arousal to warm their stomach and crawl up their spine, as they drank in your form. Each curve, each scares, every inch of you was been craved in their minds.

The men turn away shifting from one foot to another uncomfortably trying to ease the blood rushing down there if you know what I mean.

Some were rubbing their eyes and faces as if it was trying to get rid of the image of you standing there... In only a bra and military pants, but we both know that they were craving it in their mind for later. All for everyone to see, causing a fit of jealousy to bloom in their chest.

Damn you and your body. They thought. Fighting the strong urge to relieve themselves, which could be only done in the bedroom away from prying eyes.

Here comes another unholy thought.

Didn't you know the effect you had on them? Or maybe you know, either way, you really need to stop teasing, or punishment may be the only way for you to understand what you made feel.

They all groaned, for god's sake, they were grown-ass men, not some high school girls stalking their crush.

Fuck!

Why their pants are getting tight?

It was weird for you to show some skins, not like you didn't look great. You looked more than great, but after one horrifying mission, you stopped showing even your hands.

Ghost was present with you that day. He had to watch unable to do anything, as they torture you over and over again for days, and the scars on your body were proof of what you had been through. You screamed still hunting his mind, verytime he closed or opened his eyes.

He blamed himself every second of the day, because if he had listened to you and didn't leave you alone, you may have been able to fight the enemy together, and neither you nor him, would have been captured.

You ran a hand through your hair, before putting in a high ponytail. Getting in your position and the boys remarked how your eyes were closed. You didn't even open them when your friend was attacking you left and right. You avoided all attacks, without breaking a sweat. As if you sense his movement, your movements were smooth too. Much different form military training.

Price, unlike the others, was more interested in your abilities Why are you lying? he had read your files. All he could say that is he was impressed. He tried getting you on his team, unfortunately, you had taken two years off the military to heal from your last mission.

He had heard from Lasweel, that you looked like a mummy when the doctors were done. They say it was a miracle that you survived, sadly, the scars will be forever graved on your body, just the memories in your mind.

Now you were back, with a few rumours lit up like fire in the woods about you. They were all absurd of course, yet some seem to believe them, resulting in them avoiding you like the plague, but you didn't seem to mind. Actually, he had noticed how agitated you become when you share the same space as someone else.

You are always tensed and on guard, whenever someone was talking to you, the only person who you seemed to ease around was Soap, who the moment notice your packs accidentally when you were training together, was stuck like the glue to your side.

You never pushed him, you responded to every question he asked, like patient parents with their children, and somehow you were able to understand his weird choice of words, and even then you spoke few words, only listening and humming along the way.

That gave Gaz some courage, to try and talk to, and boy did he feel bad!

Gaz was one of the people who believed the absurd rumours. He found them to be real. You never tried to prove him wrong, until, he sat by your side, as you prepare something to eat.

Soap had practically dragged him, to meet his crush you. For a movie night. You didn't speak much, you just listen attentively to each word that comes out of Soap's mouth, and he could a crossed smile, even it was small each time Soap throw a joke, no matter how bad it was.

He watched you all night eyes only focusing on you. In his mind, he was watching waiting for one wrong move, while his heart was memorizing each part of, each move and the reason behind it. Maybe that's how he knew you well.

You didn't do anything that night that proves that you were the person in the rumours. You weren't arrogant, and even with the little emotion you had shown, he was able to conclude that you were a good person, just broken.

That's how you become close with Gaz, not like how you were with Soap but enough for you to salute him or pat his shoulder or head. Which always flustered him.

A few minutes into the fight with your friend and you already tackled them. You, on top of them, hand behind their back comfortable setting on their back.

They start wiggling under you, and for a moment 1-4-1 halted in their movement eyes intensely watching your breast bounce.

"Fuck" they cursed under their breath. They knew it will be better to leave, yet their body refused to obey their brain and move.

You turn to get your shirt and gear and leave when you saw 1-4-1 standing under the shade. You politely waved but none of them seems to notice you, from where you stood, you could see the tips of their ears red, some were hiding their faces between their arm supporting their weight with the metal bars in front of them.

You, being the innocent female lead, you titled your head, worried that the sun may be the cause of their redness.

You took the bottles before walking to them after it you offered them to them. They all took it gratefully before shrugging in down.

You escorted them back inside, as you watched them walking. You took notice of the awkwardness in the air, with a hint of ginger and peppermint. You knew what it was.

They were scent caused by sex pheromones, so why do they smell like that?

Oh, if only you knew!

#cod mw2 x you #cod x reader #ghost x y/n #ghost x reader #soap x reader #soap x y/n #price x reader #price x y/n #john price x reader #captain price x reader #gaz x reader #gaz x y/n #xreader #variousxreader

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nekassvariigs · 2 years ago

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in the mood for fucking a gigant woman

Yamato x reader

strap-on, Yamato written in pronouns as male, body as female, Yamato x F! reader.

(If youre offended in any way dont continue reading)

He was playful in nature always standing tall and proud few feet taller than you, you bit your lip a little verytime he stood before you, his chest peering over you, you couldnt help but to imagine how nice it would feel to rest your head inside the soft mounds of his breasts.

He never made it apparant that your bedroom eyes made him warm inside the way you threw subtle gazes at the side boob each time he was leaning forth while taking a drink or walking beside you.

He was subtle, keeping his hands to himself in the moments that mattered, calloused hands rough from all the training he did wrapping around your small waist he spoke. "Youve been staring at me latley." he was bold he didnt need to be shy or indirect towards you, his puppy eyes turned to a more knowledged gaze holding a slight seduction to them.

You shuddered lightly at the way his palm glassed over your ribs his face inches away from yours he never fully grasped the perverted throughts you held of him sometimes.

He smirked a little noticing how much you were panicking from his touch his ombré hair tickling the side of your face he hauled you up over his shoulder.

With a yelp you struggled to get an answer from him as he confidently strolled past people who started at your form above him.

"Oh my-" you could hear a woman whisper to herself staring at the two women .

He held you firmly his larger hand resting at the thickest part of your thigh which he squeezed a couple of times on the way.

"Y-yamato where are we going?" You asked curious of this sudden change in him.

"You'll see." he chuckled fingers slipping on the insides of your thighs right under your the inseam of your ass. Your breath hitched at his touch. Yamato made his way inside tucking his head as he entered, a lush sofa waiting there in full display.

He laid you on it, his hips seating on your thigh you could feel the warmth radiating from him.

His hands held against the edge of the sofa, his breasts in full view for you. You blushed staring at the horned male, gaze wavering as his orange eyes peered down on you intimatley.

You gulped feeling his hips rut against your thigh he took it upon himself to allow you to feel the mounds on his chest.

"I-" you couldnt even form a sentence as he guided your hand over his body, slipping your hands between the inseam of his white shirt, his body was way warmer than yours, skin supple and soft as your hand tredged around it, a playful birthmark on the left side of his chest you leaned in toppling yourself over him reversing your roles.

Your head between his mounds you pressed a gentle kiss on the confident males body, this excited him,as he pulled his shirt lower exsposing more of the supple skin.

With an open mouthed kiss you reached to kiss his side a warm hand traling around your waist as you did what you pleased your hips inching against his, he toyed with the button on your pants slipping his hand in the crease to feel around your lower body.

You took pleasure in the way he curiously explored you his hands fitting around the inside of your pants he squeezed your hips ,slipping past to gently trace his hand across your spine as you moved to toy with his nipples. Rubbing circles around his areolas you watched as they hardened in the chilly air your tongue licking the side of his right breast.

He groaned silently at the touch arching your back closer to him.

Your mouth lingered on his skin pressing open mouthed kisses at his sides and collarbones, his hips buckled against your own as he retracted his hands to pull his pants away.

You reached to pull your shirt up his eyes wandering over your waist as he imagined how he would fill you.

"Pretty~" he mumbled across the crook of your neck as he placed his head over your shoulder his hands snaking to undo your bra.

Laces falling down your shoulders you discarded the garment, your breasts rubbing against his larger ones.

He kissed under your ear fondling a handful of your breast with his hands, he squeezed and tugged leaving you breathless for more, his lips always hovering over your shoulder, his eyes entranced with your expressions.

The way your mouth was held lightly ajar slow breaths falling from within as he lazily kissed your shoulder.

"I want you.." you gave into his taunts giving him the okay to cross a line further with you.

His hands roamed to pull your pants away exsposing you to himself fully. He smiled as he reached for something close by.

Your body expecantly waiting for him, your eyes widened at what he pulled around his waist.

A rather large red strap-on the same beautiful crimson color as his horns.

He leaned in to press a quick chaste kiss his hands adjusting the red belts that followed his hips.

You whined lightly, splaying your legs to give him a show for what hes done to you, you rubbed soft strokes against your clit, massaging your juices all over your needy cunt. Yamatos eyes stayed in a strance watching your fingers tease the opening time and time again, he licked his hand, thick strands of saliva dripping down it as he lubricated the false toy he pulled you by the thighs close to him the crimson toy layed atop your drenched cunt.

"You did this you know." He stared at you cupping your breasts pinching your nipples as they jiggled when you let them go.

"And i dont regret a thing~" you cooed watching as he rubbed himself over your cunt with slow strokes, the friction and wetness caused your cunt to squelch against him.

He prodded the tip against your core pushing in for you to get a feel for whats to come.

You moaned at the intrusion letting your body adjust to the girth inside you your walls pulsed already.

Just when you felt comfortable with taking him deeper he pulled out rolling his hips against your clit once more an all knowing smirk on his face, you couldnt belive hed be teasing you like this.

"What?" he looked over to you pressing his cock to rut closer against you.

You bit your lip, covering your face with your hand,a strong red blush creeping on your pretty face, all the way to the tips of your ears.

"Whats wrong?" he teased putting the tip back in just to take it out once more.

Your hips quivered in anticipation as you listened to the wet pop each time he pulled out.

"Yamato.." you whispered his name catching his attention

"Please stop teasing.." he smiled watchig you plead for him.

He thrusted futher in allowing his cock to seath halfway inside of you,still displeased with the feeling you whined out for him reaching your hands for him.

He kissed each palm as he pulled out watching you writhe at the loss of contact.

His hands roamed your lower body squeezing your lush hips he snaked his hands under your ass rising your pelvis upwards he placed a cushion under your hips allowing himself for easier acsess.

He allowed his hands to caress the sides of your body his hips clashing with yours, as he leaned in to suck on your breast.

The fuffling feeling of him inside you was short of breathtaking, your walls convusled against him, the pooling warmth in your lower body only proved your desperation for him.

He snapped his hips in a steady pace watching as you fell deeper into the bliss by his cock.

He continued leaving bruising kisses down your chest, his plump breasts layed low on your stomach, his hard nipples rubbing against the soft skin there. You curled your arm around them, groping the mounds in haze of lust.

His hips clashed against yours harder hard cock hitting your cervix, you gasped in plasure each time you squeezed tighter on him he bucked harder inside you.

"Fuck." You panted watching him pull away from you, hands holding onto your thighs as he began a rougher pace, The crimson cock slipping against your walls in a hurried pace, juices dripping over it as he thursted inside.

You loved the way he peered over you, his larger body against your smaller frame defenetly adding into the kinky side of things.

His breasts bounced with each stroke inside of you, a pool of sweat over his brow you watched the way his abs flexed each time he pushed his hips.

The rising heat in your body showed itself through glazed skin, the coil in your body burning passionatley as he rubbed against the sweetest spot inside.

You mewled and clawed at the sheets, your moans filling the entire room letting everyone know what you two were up to.

He peered over you large red horns glistening against the light of the room his arms trapped your body, his hot breath hitting your face he leaned for a steamy kiss, his pace growing reckless as you moaned inside his mouth with stuttered breaths.

You locked your legs around his hips guiding him deeper inside your pussy. He pulled away biting his lips as your hand clawed at his arm, deep yet feminine groans falling from his mouth as he chased after his high. You watched his eyes roll back in pleasure his lower body quivering every now and then. You desperatley leaned for another kiss, his lips sucked on yours pulling away with a pop he reconected engaging you in a heated makeout.

Your moans grew louder as you groped his chest, hips pulling him in against yourself, you felt your high come over you in a daze calling out for him to let him know of your release.

He pulled away red horns resting close against your neck he panted heavily the rising moans spewed from his chest as his cock stopped deep inside of you, he convusled against you loud groans spilling from his lips as he called your name.

You wiped away the slick hairs on his forehead pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead, he smiled sheepishly as he pulled out tossing the garment in haste he layed over you, large body compleatley covering yours as you laid butt naked staring in eachothers eyes, your hand tracing gentle patterns on his back you listened to him humm gently at this warm affection.

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