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tedious-gaymers ยท 18 days ago
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I managed to finish that El Rubio one-shot/flash fanfic that I promised. I'll also post it on AO3 later, but for now, it's only going to be found here. ๐Ÿ‘€
I marked this post as mature just in case. I've seen smut posts that aren't marked, but it doesn't hurt to be safe.
Anyway, enjoy reading a short fanfic of El Rubio getting off with a sex toy. It's also a "porn without plot" kinda fanfic, so the action happens right away lmao. ๐Ÿ˜
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The blond man knelt down in his panic room and grasped his nine-inch dildo โ€” which was lubricated and sticking to the floor โ€” with one of his hands. Carefully lowering himself onto it, he inserted almost the entire length, the bottom part remaining outside.
He could feel his hole instantly begin to pulsate around it. It left him desperately wanting to get on with the action, and surely enough, it was not long until he did so. He let out a groan as he started to stroke himself and ride the toy, taking it slow and easy with both movements.
His erect dick also throbbed, and a small amount of pre-cum happened to leak from the tip. The sensations within him felt too incredible, especially since he experienced a strong wave of ecstasy from cocaine.
Although he did not use the toy for a very long time, he eagerly wanted more.
Riding it and touching himself slowly seemed too boring to him.
Juan gradually increased his pace doing both. He felt as if the toy was immediately stretching him out, despite not using it for a while. He moved smoothly against it, and it only made his lower body tremble. Though he was shaking a lot, he tried his hardest to stay propped up with his knees and legs.ย 
The pleasure coursing through him made him feel as if he would lose balance and collapse, but he used what he could of his strength to remain kneeling on the floor.
"Ay... d-dios mรญo," he moaned.
He still felt his hole and cock throbbing and his legs trembling, and he found himself hyperventilating as well. The cocaine he had taken earlier made his private moment seem mesmerizing yet highly intense. He was also much calmer and less anxious, forgetting that he was chasing down and trying to kill the psychopathic person robbing him, as he was only focused on his alone time.
He had the option to go to his favorite guard, whom he had a sexual relationship with, but he solely wanted to be somewhere isolated. Even then, he sometimes preferred using his dildo instead of fucking another man, as it allowed him to do whatever he wanted when getting off.
Using it to unwind, too, and after a robbery was notably a good idea.
He needed it after all.
At that moment, he began to think about the guard, Manuel. Juan recalled the different times when they'd fuck in the sauna, with the drug lord also offering a higher salary in exchange for their sexual activities. On rare occasions, he would take the bottom role while having complete control and dominance over his guard. He was even a vocal and moaning mess just like Manuel, and both especially enjoyed being manhandled and abused.
He was the perfect fucktoy for Juan.
The cartel boss then proceeded to ponder the times he'd bottom โ€” sweat forming on his forehead, groaning and cursing in his thick accent, and being slapped or having his hair pulled, all while getting roughly fucked by his younger employee.
He moaned at the thought, suddenly feeling an extreme, overwhelming sense of pleasure running through him. He did not know if he was on the verge of orgasm after only several minutes of masturbating, but he wished that his climax was delayed; he simply craved more of his toy and never wanted to finish just yet.
"F-Fuck. I-I better not... fucking cum... yet. I don't... want t-to... fucking... st-sto- ah, sh-shit!"
He happened to speak too soon, as his body unexpectedly convulsed more violently than before, causing him to pause his movements with the toy. He leaned forward and propped himself up, his other hand lying flatly against the floor. Breathing quickly, he quivered and shook as a few slow drops of cum left his dick.
Juan lowered his head, still jerking off, as he watched himself finish. He could only let out another moan as the thick, white substance slowly trickled down and spurted from the tip.
He was unable to control his body shaking, too, but he didn't want to ignore or stop it. Besides, it wasn't unusual or out of the ordinary that he was dealing with a strong orgasm. Such a feeling never occurred when he would top or use toys for his cock, but despite having powerful and pleasurable climaxes when receiving penetration, he preferred giving it.
Bottoming or anal play were special occasions for him.
Even when the last drop of cum finally left him, he continued to shake. Lifting his head, he stared at a nearby wall, still gasping rapidly as he waited for the effects of his climax to subside.
Eventually, an idea came to him, making him quietly chuckle.ย 
"Fuck it. This is too much fun. Another round won't hurt."
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tedious-gaymers ยท 2 months ago
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tedious-gaymers ยท 2 months ago
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Y'all, I made a 18+ (only) gen gaming discord server of anyone's interested! (โ ๏พ‰โ โ—•โ ใƒฎโ โ—•โ )โ ๏พ‰โ *โ .โ โœง
Remember, it's 18+ only! No minors! And you're required to add your age! โค๏ธ
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tedious-gaymers ยท 4 months ago
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I am heavily kink shaming Coyle 24/7.
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tedious-gaymers ยท 5 months ago
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A "Betrayal" Between Lovers (M!V X Male Reader)
Cw: mention of fake death/guns/Cussing
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"(Y/n).. I can't believe you'd do this to me... After all we've been through.." V seemed to be heart broken, staring at you. The whole fight you had helped him through. And now you pointed the gun at him. You rolled your eyes.
"V... It's just a game.." You spoke. V growled. "You're pointing your damn gun at me you motherfucker!" V yelled.
"Wow V.. Always so damn dramatic.." You said, before firing into V's head. "Hey!! Not fair!!" V called out as the foam bullet hit him in the forehead.
"Jackie was right. You're dramatic as hell." V glared at you, getting his toy gun ready. "Oh you're so dead."
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tedious-gaymers ยท 6 months ago
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Andrew Tate would make a good BioShock villain
Minors/ageless bios DNI
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tedious-gaymers ยท 6 months ago
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Having to ask as a anon because it wont let me ask on my writing account but - my brother gave me the idea to edit stickers onto Vaas and it gave me the idea of Vaas letting his s/o put stickers on his face just for fun. :33
Stickers (Vaas/Male Reader)
Tw: Its vaas. he spicy boi/reference to canon typical violence <3
@lostamongthestarz enjoyyyy (my new frien, pls go follow him, he's hella cool!!)
DO NOT USE MY WRITING FOR AI TRAINING
You find some stickers and decide they would look best on your spicy pirate's face <3
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"(Y/n), what the fuck are you doing?" Vaas asked, opening his eyes upon feeling a tickling sensation on his face. You giggled.
"Nooothiiiing~" you said, placing a Hello Kitty sticker on his temple. "You'd better not be putting stickers on my face, Chico." Vaas chuckled. You pressed a kiss to his nose. "I have no idea what you're talking about, Vaas." Vaas yawned, turning to his side, taking you into his arms. After a moment, he froze.
"Amor. How many stickers did you put on me?" He questioned. You smirked, looking at the stickers on his shoulders. "I have no ideas what you're talking about." "(Y/n), how many stickers did you put on me?" Vaas asked in a faux serious tone. You only stared in response. Vaas sighed, getting up and looking into the mirror. You giggled and got up, pretending to escape.
"Tu pequeรฑa mierda! Get over here!" Vaas laughed, gathering you into his arms. You squealed, squirming and laughing as he did. He shook his head in mock disappointed. He sighed as a couple stickers fell of his face. "You love me, you can't be mad at me~" You kissed his forehead, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Unfortunately, yes, I do, mi Carino." Vaas chuckled.
Hope you liked it!! This was fun to write hehe
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tedious-gaymers ยท 6 months ago
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Masterlist
โค๏ธ= Fluff
๐Ÿ”ž= Smut
๐Ÿ’”= Angst + good ending
๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿฅฒ = Angst + bad ending
โš ๏ธโค๏ธ = Self-Ship fic
~Will update as I post~
Hitman:
Lucas Grey:
https://www.tumblr.com/tedious-gaymers/745272137332424704/minecraft-lucas-grey-x-male-reader?source=share โค๏ธ cw: alcohol consumption/drunk leon
Resident Evil:
Leon Kennedy/Ada Wong/M!Reader https://www.tumblr.com/tedious-gaymers/745252036664295424/what-do-we-do-with-a-drunken-idiot?source=share โค๏ธ
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tedious-gaymers ยท 6 months ago
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๐™ƒ๐™š๐™ก๐™ก๐™ค, ๐™ฌ๐™š๐™ก๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™—๐™ก๐™ค๐™œ <3
TW: mentions of r*pe, spicy adult fun time, a*bse, etc. (things I won't write to romanticize, not a fan of any of these)
๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ˆ ๐๐จ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ฉ๐ž๐จ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ, ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐œ๐ค๐ž๐. ๐‘๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐š ๐œ๐ก๐จ๐ข๐œ๐ž.
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About Me:
My name is Charlemagne (Sharky) Boshaw, I'm a trans gay man with adhd, and possibly autisim and obsessed with video games and writing <3 I am pro self-ship hehe (not pro ship, I'm not gross lol)
I will not Romanize r*pe/abusive behavior
MINORS/AGLESS/FEM ALLIGNED HUMANS DNI!!! seriously, I am sick and tired of blocking people. You are NOT mature enough. I promise you. Leave me alone.
I will not write anything harry potter/pro r0lwing lol
no incest, pedophilia, etc. (pro shippers fuck off)
I only write male/gn readers! No sexualizing my work pls lmao
Smut is allowed!! Just respect boundaries please!
no bestiality
I WILL NOT WRITE ANY ROMANCE BETWEEN SIBLINGS (THAT INCLUDES CLONES) (example: Lucas Grey + Agent 47)
๐™ธ ๐šŠ๐š– ๐šŠ ๐š™๐š›๐š˜ ๐Ÿธ๐š‚๐™ป๐™ถ๐™ฑ๐šƒ๐š€๐™ธ๐™ฐ+/๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐š’ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š™/๐š™๐š›๐š˜ ๐™ฟ๐šŠ๐š•๐šŽ๐šœ๐š๐š’๐š—๐šŽ/๐š™๐š›๐š˜-๐šŒ๐š‘๐š˜๐š’๐šŒ๐šŽ ๐š™๐šž๐š—๐š” <๐Ÿน๐Ÿน (POLY SHIPS/FICS ARE OK โค๏ธ)
this is an anti-ai (includes c.ai) blog
Tag Navigation:
Tag: Other's fics = fanfictions i reblog that are not written by me
Tag: Smut = adult fun time
Tag: Other's content = content I reblog that I did not create
(ใฃโ—”โ—กโ—”)ใฃ โ™ฅ Fandoms I will write for:
Cyberpunk
Fallout 4/New Vegas/TV Show
Hitman (newer series, diana burnwood, 47, etc.)
Cult Of The Lamb
Call of duty (Modern warfare remake series, don't know much about the other games lol)
Skyrim/Oblivion
Far Cry 3, 4, 5 and 6
Bioshock series
Zelda: BOTW
Bendy and the ink machine
Dead By Daylight
Undertale
Minecraft
Resident Evil
Team fortress 2
Mafia
Fictif/The Arcana
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tedious-gaymers ยท 9 months ago
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Minecraft ( Lucas Grey X Male Reader)
This man deserves so much more than what IO interactive did to his character >:((
Lucas Grey X Agent 47 shippers/proshippers/TERFS DNI
TW: death mention/canon typical violence mention
DO NOT USE MY WRITING FOR AI TRAINING
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ย  ย "Darling, what are you playing?" Lucas asked as he sat next to you. He seemed tired. You could tell, from the look in his eyes. You leaned into him as you played. Lucas smiled as you did, pressing a kiss to the side of your head.ย 
ย  ย "It's just Minecraft, everything is all.. Blocky. It's fun though." You responded. You felt your heart flutter when he kissed you. "Wanna play with? I can show you how to play." You looked up at him. Lucas sighed, giving it some thought. He didn't have much to do other than sit and watch, taking a quick break from taking down providence, and the death involved. "Alright.. Where's the other remote?" You smiled brightly, and reached to grab the other remote.ย 
ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย  ย โœฆ . ใ€€โบ ใ€€ . โœฆ . ใ€€โบ ใ€€ . โœฆ
"Oh! I Found some coal!" Lucas spoke, happily mining away at the ore. "Oh sweet! Careful though, it's recommend that you mine on a different block next to the one you're mining, that way in case there's lava underneath you won't fall in and die." Lucas froze for a moment, clearly perplexed by your advice. "This is for children..?" You snickered. "Oh man, wait until we meet The Warden." Lucas sighed, playfully rolling his eyes at you. As he moved his character towards the coal, before a loud explosion disrupted Lucas' mining.ย 
lucasgreyย was blown up by a creeper
You held back your laughter as Lucas sat frozen, puzzled. "What the hell was that??" he asked, re-spawning his character into the world. "Creeper. They've uh.. Got explosive personalities." You said. Lucas sighed, giving you his disappointed dad look. "What??" You stared back. "You're lucky I love you, (y/n)." He chuckled. He leaned over to press a quick kiss to your cheek.ย 
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tedious-gaymers ยท 9 months ago
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What Do We Do With A Drunken Idiot? (Poly!Leon/Ada/M!Reader)
Drunk Leon is an idiot. He thinks he's cheating on reader with Ada, but all three are in a poly relationship. (Tw for alcohol mention/drunk/cheating mention)
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Wattpad/AO3:
Leon was drunk, tonight would be entertaining. You got a text from Ada, telling you Leon was a bit drunk. You sighed as you unlocked the front door, ready for the drama. It wasnโ€™t like he would be abusive, heโ€™d cry over tiny things, like the cat being โ€œtoo cute he had to arrest her.โ€ It was rare that he got drunk now. You walked towards the bedroom and saw them. You saw Leon cuddling with Ada, and whispering sweet nothings to her. The moment you walked in, fear washed over his eyes as he spotted you. โ€œDarling.. I.. I-itโ€™s not what it looks like..โ€ His words were slurred, and his breath reeked of alcohol. โ€œLeon?? Y-youโ€™re not cheating.โ€ You tried your best not to laugh, wrapping your arms around Leon as he hugged you tightly, sobbing. The thing is, you, Ada and Leon were all in a polyamorous relationship together. You sighed, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. "Leon, come on. Let's get you in bed." You spoke softly. Leon sniffled. "Y-you're not going to b-break up with me?" He asked, like a sniveling child. "No, Leon. No one was cheating on anyone, OK?" Ada took Leon into her arms, leading him back to the bed. Leon's protests fell upon deaf ears, still trying to explain himself. "C-can I have some water?" Leon whimpered. "I'll get it, get him comfortable, Ada." You smiled, pressing a kiss to Ada's cheek. As you left the bedroom, you could hear Leon whining, and crying.
`~`~`~`~` You carefully walked back to the bedroom with the glass of water in your hand. You pushed the door open, and your heart softened at the sight of your boyfriend fast asleep, snuggled into Ada's arms. You sighed, placing the glass down on the nightstand. You snuggled into Leon's back, nose buried into the back of his neck as you fell asleep.
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"Ada.. How drunk was I?" "You thought you were cheating on (Y/N).." "..Great."
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tedious-gaymers ยท 10 months ago
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๐Ÿ… Vaas Montenegro x male!Reader Oneshot Mi hermoso chico ๐Ÿ“บ
You were sitting on the porch of the hut and smoking. The sun was gradually setting and the silence was interrupted by loud music that the pirates loved so much. You preferred to sit apart from the others, at least tonight. Fragments of phrases in Spanish reached your ears, which for you were just beautiful words whose essence you did not understand. Despite the fact that you have been living on the island for more than a year, you knew only a few phrases in Spanish that helped you in your work and when you went to the nearest village to buy something, but you understood simple conversations very poorly, which was sometimes used by others to make fun of you. Their jokes never hurt you, but every time Vaas spoke in Spanish, you didn't know how to react. Sometimes your comrades looked at him as if he was threatening to kill you with a smile on his face, but when you asked them to translate for you what Vaas said, they refused, sometimes looking at him warily. You stopped paying much attention to it, as well as to some of his actions. He could often put his hand on your shoulder or on your waist, but you perceived it as friendly gestures, ignoring some concern in the views of others. The sound of footsteps brought you out of your thoughts.
"What are you doing here all alone?"
It was Vaas. You were surprised that he left the general fun that was clearly just beginning to come to you.
"Just decided to smoke in silence, boss"
He grinned and sat down next to you. You handed him a half-empty pack of cigarettes, but Vaas shook his head negatively. You weren't going to insist by putting the pack back in your pocket. You were both silent, not in a hurry to start a conversation. You wanted to ask him why he came, but you didn't know how he could react to it, so you kept silent. The music has become seemingly louder.
"It seems the party is in full swing"
"It looks like you want to go to them?"
You shrugged your shoulders.
"I'm quite happy to be here"
"You know, chico, sometimes you can be strange"
"Is that a compliment?"
Vaas just continued to smile mysteriously. His voice broke the silence again.
"Te quiero, mi hermoso chico"
"Boss, you know the only thing I've understood is that you're calling me chico again"
"This time I'll help you make sense of it, so be it"
Vaas took the cigarette that you had been smoking before and, pulling you to him, kissed you. You froze, eyes wide open. Vaas didn't wait for your reaction, interrupting the kiss.
"I hope I explained it clearly enough"
He left, taking your cigarette and leaving you alone. Your face was very red, all you could do was open and close your mouth, trying to realize what had happened. It was at this moment that you realized that you really should finally learn a few more phrases in Spanish, at least to understand what this kiss meant.
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tedious-gaymers ยท 10 months ago
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Shout out to my gay thoughts when I started far cry new dawn
Started for Thomas Rush, ended up with Vaas as my favorite
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Vaas x Trans!male reader
Fandom: Far Cry/Far cry 3
Character: Vaas montenegro
Warnings: Vaas himself counts as someone who needs a warning.
โ•โ•โ•โ• โ‹†โ˜…โ‹† โ•โ•โ•
โ—โ—FEM READERS DO NOT INTERACT, DO NOT FETISHIZE MY WRITING, I WRITE THESE HEADCANONS FOR MY FELLOW TRANS MENโ—โ—
โ•โ•โ•โ• โ‹†โ˜…โ‹† โ•โ•โ•
For these headcanons your just gonna be living on the island - somehow you managed to stay clear of everything that was happening
Until one night your awaken by a very injured Vaas, not being the one to let people bleed out on your floors - you help him.
This leads to more visits from Vaas, should he be? no, does he give a shit? no
โ•โ•โ•โ• โ‹†โ˜…โ‹† โ•โ•โ•
โ˜†-->PDA, Vaas has his hands either on your hip or on your waist. he does not care.
โ˜†-->if he spends the night? good luck getting up, I hope you don't need anything, but Vaas is clinging onto you like his life depends on it.
โ˜†-->I don't know if he'd go all out with the petnames but maybe some basic ones
Cariรฑo Amorย 
Pretty boy (I'm not sorry)
โ˜†-->Maybe some other ones if you gain his trust enough, Vaas has a twisted sense of love in his mind. (holy fuck his backstory scares me)
โ˜†-->You are the definition of "I can't fix him but I can indulge in his silly antics" (the silly antics being literally every crime he commits but 90% of the time your a bystander.)
โ˜†-->he won't hesitate to murder a man if they tried to pull some shit, your his boy and he's not sharing.
โ˜†-->yeah hes possessive as fuck (maybe protective but who knows) - everyone knows not to fuck with you unless they want to meet god.
โ˜†--> wear his tanktop after he spends the night, congratulations you've just sealed your fate. You look good in his clothes he half the time doesn't take them back unless he really needs them.
โ˜†-->The god of PDA, this mf will steal a kiss any chance he gets. Doesn't care who's around.
โ•โ•โ•โ• โ‹†โ˜…โ‹† โ•โ•โ•
I'm so normal about him (lying)
My inbox is open ๐Ÿ’Œ
Requests open <3
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tedious-gaymers ยท 11 months ago
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IVy being a tease at the Berlin ritual in december
credits: me, myself, and my bad phone camera
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tedious-gaymers ยท 1 year ago
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Sweatpants seasons where Ghost absolutely loves to see the outline of your cock, swiftly straddling your lap as he grinds down onto your clothed crotch . Youโ€™ll hear grunts and groan escaping his lips, as he sets a steady pace with his hips, and before you know of it thereโ€™s a dark spot showing on the material youโ€™re wearing
Sweatpants season where Gaz takes every opportunity to tease you when youโ€™re wearing sweats, bending over desks and counters just so he can feel your crotch pressing up against the cleft of his ass. Heโ€™ll grind up on your cock, and smirk at the needy noises you make, doesnโ€™t stop til youโ€™re cumming in your sweats, soiling them completely
Sweatpants season where Price is fully aware of what youโ€™re doing when youโ€™re wearing the thin gray sweats, his hand easily finding your crotch and palming your cock until your painfully hard and weeping under his touch, wonโ€™t stop teasing until you upfront tell him what you want, which usually is for him to ride you.
Sweatpants season where Soap takes advantage of the easy access he gets, pulling down your sweats whenever and wherever he wants your cock, wrapping his lips around the tip or sinking down on your length
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tedious-gaymers ยท 1 year ago
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Dinner Platter
Pairing: John Price x M!Reader
Summary:
"Darling," he lets out something like a groan as he recognizes the familiar feel of your hands roaming around his middle from behind. He wasn't angry or disgruntled. It was more playful. You were an easy distraction. He was cooking dinner after being away for so long and you couldn't help yourself.
Tags: One-shot, PWP, Analingus, Rimming, Anal sex, Anal fingering, Handjobs, Established Relationship, Bottom Reader, Top John Price, Unsafe Sex
Word Count: 2482
A/N: Not beta'd. Cross-posted on AO3. (If you guys want me to do some shorter imagines/scenarios, leave some requests in my asks inbox!)
You have known John for 6 years now and for 2 of them, you've shared an intimate relationship with him. What started as simple acquaintances through mutual friends soon turned into constant roaming hands, hot showers together, and tight hugs upon his return from deployment. You weren't very keen on his profession, mostly because he disallowed you to think too deeply about it but it didn't bother you. As long as he came home.
"Darling," he lets out something like a groan as he recognizes the familiar feel of your hands roaming around his middle from behind. He wasn't angry or disgruntled. It was more playful. You were an easy distraction. He was cooking dinner after being away for so long and you couldn't help yourself.
You don't reply, just place a kiss against the clothed ridges of his shoulder blades, hands still soothing across the curves of his stomach. He chuckles before placing the wooden spoon he had been working with down and turning the stove off with a click. Then, he's moving his hands over yours and taking a few steps away from the stove so that he can drag you in front of him and hold you close.
It was so simple with him. It had been multiple years, after all. A sense of comfort was to be expected but it never stopped seeming so unreal. Dream-like.
He wraps his arms around you and leans down to kiss you with a smile. Your hands find the sides of his face, holding him like water in your palms, determined to keep every single drop steadily cupped.
"Love you," you say softly in between pecks. He hums, kissing you deeper before letting his hands grab the underside of your ass.
"Love you, too."ย 
It was easy. It was mindless. It was like clockwork. You'd share a kiss, body heat growing like fresh weeds in a garden, and breaths becoming entangled like the vines growing against the wall of that very same garden. Then, his hands would roam and his kisses would get deeper and deeper. More passionate. You'd let him hear you, unashamed, and he'd eat it up; take every sound in with such gratitude like a beggar.ย 
His hand finds the front of your sweats, breaking your train of thought, and he smirks when you gasp softly, your eyes fluttering closed while resting your forehead against his.
He grins, "You're hard."
"It's been a while," is all you say, face hot.
He just nods before kissing you again, hand rubbing against your bulge with his other one still on your rear, kneading the muscle there like a baker on an early Monday morning, just before the breakfast rush.
Shit. "Dinner?" Your voice betrays you, shaking and coming out whinier than intended.
"Forget it," he replies before hooking his hands under your knees, lifting you up, and plopping you firmly on the kitchen counter. "We'll heat it up later."
You don't argue, too wrapped up in his entirety and far too distracted as his hands make haste with the strings of your sweatpants, loosening it just enough to reach in and grab your hard cock, releasing it from the confines of the fabric with a satisfied look. He rubs you softly, thumb placing just beneath the head, soaking in your noises.
He wraps his hand around you firmly now, stroking you slowly as he kisses you deep. Itโ€™s rather unfortunate that he must silence your pretty sounds but the vibration of your moans against his mouth makes up for the loss. John was always this way - the pleasurer, rather than the pleased. Trust that he was always happily pleased with his time with you, with your reactions and moans, asking for more, but in general, he just wasn't the type to seek out his own gratification before giving you yours. Part of it riled you up inside, part of it made your heart yearn for him all the more.
โ€œMissed you, love,โ€ John says as he kisses down your jaw. โ€œMissed this.โ€ He strokes you and you curl into him. Itโ€™s as though his fingers are laced with poison. And yet, his lips somehow carry the antidote.
He was always a sweet-talker, itโ€™s how he got you to be so interested in him in the first place - that and his obvious looks. But he enjoyed praising you, telling you how good you looked, or how you made him feel. He wasnโ€™t always good with his feelings in other matters but when it came to you, he spoke like a poet, a well-renowned lyricist. It sometimes turned your mind into mush, the sweetnesses heโ€™d lay upon you - and itโ€™d never come at a time youโ€™d expect. Heโ€™d either be the most heartwarming gentleman while fucking into you ruthlessly or caress your cheeks, whispering soft praises as you wake in the morning. Safe to say, he was quite enamored of you.ย 
The feeling was mutual.
Speaking of mutual feelings, John now positions himself in between your thighs, cock of his own throbbing through his house shorts. The sight alone has you begging whatever gods may be for some kind of release, not that youโ€™d ever repent for your sinful thoughts when it came to this man. Even if it meant going to something resembling Heaven. Youโ€™ve already experienced such a reality and he was right in front of you, rubbing his hardening self against you with no remorse or embarrassment. And you ate it up.
Your hands reach down to finally feel him, the way he twitches against your touch, the way he groans just above you.
"Fuck," he sighs. His hips buck up just slightly, seeking friction, and you chuckle before giving it to him. You take him out of his shorts and boxers and revel at the sight. He always had such a lovely package.
He reaches down to help you. His mouth found yours again as his hands wrap around the both of you, rutting his leaking cock against yours, fucking into his palm. The feeling is life-threatening.ย 
You follow suit, hips rolling forward as you chase your high. He smirks against your lips before pulling away to look at you, "So handsome. My beautiful boy."
You whine at the praise, face heating up even more - you didn't know that was even possible.ย 
"Feels so good," you say. "But I, I want-" You struggle to find the words, too lost in the pleasure of his dick against yours.
John kisses you again, understanding you regardless, and chuckles as he lets go of the both of you to help you shimmy off your pants completely. "Loud and clear," he says, eyes cascaded over with lust and desire. "But not here."
Suddenly, he's lifting you up, insisting you wrap your legs around him so that he may hold you closer. Then, you're kissing his neck and shoulders, rolling your hips against him, loving the way your cock rubs against his middle with every movement you make. And he's carrying you to the dining room, laying you against the table, and leaning back to look proudly at his meal.
He kisses down your stomach, your back arches against it, dick twitching in anticipation.ย 
"I'm going to devour you."
Fuck, please. A man could surely hope.
His rough fingers quickly find the curves of your ass and he grins widely, groaning at the sight. The flat surface of his tongue laps up your hole, sopping up the area to make it easier for his thumb. He pushes the digit into your enclosure, slow yet eager. He knows the ways to rile you up, how your body will react to his fingers, his tongue.
He knew all these things about you and prided himself in this fact, as well.
"John," you sigh, eyes shut as you focus desperately on his touch.
He shushes you happily, smirking against your ass. "Patience."
His tongue finally - thankfully - pushes past the precipice, your hips rising at the feeling. Already, your dick twitches in ecstasy, wanting more, wanting release. He holds you down as if he were taming the lust-driven beast within you but you can feel the way his facial hair curls upwards against you; he's enjoying this just as much as you are.
The planets play games with the stars that enter your hazy vision as your eyes struggle to keep focus on the ceiling above you. They almost resemble gazelles, frolicking happily in the wild, unknowingly being stalked and hunted by the predatory apex predator. John is your leopard. He consumes you in a way so feral, carnal and raw, as if you were just a piece of meat for him to sink his teeth into; nothing more than his dinner, meant to be devoured, yet savored, leaving him licking his fingers afterward, still hungry for more.
He spits once at your hole as he pulls away, his chin slick from his preparations. Two fingers pass easily through and leave you to crumble beneath him, rolling your head against the table, thrashing about as if you were being tortured. He fills you so well but his digits are grains of sand in comparison to his sex.
He just groans at your display. "Needy little thing."
You can't even work up a comeback. It's true. You're both highly aware of this so denying it is futile.
"Lucky for you, I've missed this just as much," he kisses your knee as he positions your leg over his shoulder and drags the head of his cock down your perineum, grinning as he stops at your hole. "Ready, love?"
You nod with furrowed brows, almost furious at the absolute gall this man has but the way he chuckles has you aching for him even more. And god, when he pushes the tip slowly past your rim, you swear you could die.
He pushes in steadily, slow but never faltering. He stretches you so well, his spit only doing so much. You groan, a mix of pain and satisfaction flooding your senses. He holds your cheek, rubbing his thumb over the curves to soothe you as he seeks pleasure of his own deep within you.
Then, when he's filling you entirely, he places a hand on your stomach, imagining where he is within you. It fuels something primal within him, thinking about seeing your belly bulged out as he fucks deep into you. You feel his dick twitch against your walls as he groans, "Look so good stretched out on my cock, don't you, pet?"
Before you can answer, he pushes firmly on your belly with his hand and grabs hold of your leg - still hooked over his shoulder - with the other. He rolls his hips expertly, aiming for that spot that drives you to madness. The angle allows this easily, your mind going blank as you become solely aware of the feeling of him entering and exiting your hole. The sounds fill the room as the scent of sex does, as well. To John, this is the best possible smell - even more welcoming than any perfectly cooked dinner.ย 
"You're so good," he rasps as he finds his rhythm, fucking deep into you, just the way you like. He keeps his hands on you as he guides himself in and out, loving the way your ass looks as it ripples with every thrust, the way your cock bobs, twitching against nothing, leaking against your stomach and thighs. He moves his hand from your stomach down to your dick, holding it against the rough skin of his palm, fingers wrapping around you, firm and sure - he knows he owns this dick. And he loves possessing that knowledge.
He strokes you at a pace mimicking his own movements, and your brain begins to steam, overcome with heat and desire. You need to come.
"Shit," you grit, finally opening your eyes to bask in the glory of your lover. He always looks good but he looks especially hot when he's using you, when he's chasing his own climax while bringing you to yours. "John, I'm close-"
"Hold out," he turns his head to bite your leg perched on his shoulder. "You can wait a little longer."
You whine at the request.
"That's an order, my love." He corrects you, almost reading your mind.
"Please," you beg but he doesn't let up. Instead, he grips the head of your cock, thumb pressing harshly into your urethra. Cruel.
You try your best to focus on anything but the way your dick cries in his hand, try to imagine how his cock looks, deep in you, stretching you around him, wet and leaking liquid of its own, desperate for its own release just like you. Damnit.
Your hips buck upward and his thumb shifts against your head as a result, sending you over the edge, spilling over his hand and onto your stomach as you curse loudly, a whimpering mess.
John groans, trying to feign anger at your disobedience but the sight of you coming undone beneath him has him thrusting mindlessly, pace quickening as he longs to join you in your ecstasy.ย 
"Naughty boy," he says as his hips slap against your ass. He brings your other leg up to his other shoulder and holds you tightly as he somehow pushes even deeper than before. "Fuck, how will you make up for this. Huh, pretty boy?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," you cry as he reaches back down to your cock, overstimulating you.ย 
"Gonna take me deep, aye?"
"Yes! Yes, please. Shit, John."
"Gonna come again no matter how much it hurts because your dick, this ass, and your orgasm- they're all mine, " his thrusts falter slightly as he grows closer. "Say it, baby."
You lean your head back against the table as your eyes roll back, "I'm all yours- everything. Please. I'll do anything you want, I- Fuck-" You come again and your legs spasm against John's shoulder, he strokes you even still.
"Good boy," he smirks before thrusting a final time, moaning low as he spills, painting your insides with his seed.
Warmth spreads over you as he keeps himself slotted within, wanting to keep you filled. His hand rests on your stomach, smearing your spend over your skin while imaging how his own swirls inside. He tries not to reignite his lust from the thought, settling on slowly lowering your legs from his shoulders instead.
"You good, lovely?" He asks with a soft and reassuring cadence, leaning over to kiss your collarbone as his hands rub up and down your sides.
You nod, satisfied and fucked out. He chuckles softly at your expression, taking it in affectionately.ย 
"Let's clean up and then eat, yeah?" He carefully drags you down the table and into his arms before you can answer and you hum against his warmth, holding him close as he carries you to the washroom.ย 
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Quick Bear Kรถnig Courting Headcanons ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘
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He likes to follow you around base or anywhere possible. Youโ€™d be going down the hall to head back to your room and there heโ€™d be following you. Even when youโ€™re with other people heโ€™ll be behind you, holding you in his arms and burying his head in your shoulder taking an occasional sniff.
Heโ€™ll follow you around in case anyone else seems interested and heโ€™s more than willing to show off to prove his worth for you. Kรถnig will guard you against the other KorTac members out of protectiveness, and if you seem to do it back to him his ears will twitch out of happiness. When he canโ€™t find you heโ€™ll make out little noises to indicate that heโ€™s trying to seek you out. When he finds you heโ€™ll nuzzle and maybe lightly bite you if he feels touch starved enough (which he always is).
When youโ€™re gone and he canโ€™t follow along Kรถnigs go to is to scent your bed and room with him. Heโ€™ll lay in your bed and start rolling all over just to make sure when you come back you know he was there. Heโ€™s all over you when youโ€™re back, especially if you no longer smell like him. Heโ€™s got little holes on the top of his shirt hood just for his ears to poke out, itโ€™s extremely cute.
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