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c3berus · 3 months

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# afab!𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒 kinkshot ! — forbidden (dads best friend) — continues..

fuck…

you stiffened at the sound of dale’s voice. your hand that rested on the doorknob began to clam up. after a few seconds, you took a breath and faced your best friend. ‘would he even sill call me that..?’ you bitterly thought before locking eyes with dale’s. you could feel dale’s disappointment without him having to say much of anything. this caused shame to weigh down on you worse than anything.

“dale..i-im sorry man, I don’t know what i was thinking…h-he’s your son for christ’s sake, and im supposed to be your best friend man..” you spoke, your stomach churning with regret. you watched dale wipe his hand over his face before he rested his hands on his hips, slowly nodding.

“you’re right, that is my boy that you slept with, and you are supposed to be my best friend. what you did isn’t right! i knew where this was headed the second he told me that he felt for you!” dale’s voice rung out gradually getting louder with his increased anger. the more his words spewed from his mouth the more you felt your irritation grow. didn’t he atleast see the good soil under the cement? you weren’t some random jackass that wouldn’t care for his son in the long run. no, you cared for phillip, you loved phillip. you stood listening to dales heated words cutting through you like sharp blades of steel. this went on for another 20 minutes before you broke.

“ok! OKAY! I GET IT! I GET IT DALE. I FUCKED UP. i fucked up..i-i did, but I’ll be damned if i sit here and insist that i don’t love your boy..come on dale you know m-no, no! i don’t know who you are! I DONT KNOW YOU, I DON’T RECOGNIZE YOU AT ALL…i knew the guy that was the life of the party, an absolute legend among our high school, the guy that everyone loved and trusted..now..i no longer know if i can look at you without thinking about how you fucked my son, let alone trust you with him, you’re pathetic.”

ouch..

you were about to retort until phillips voice cut through the tense atmosphere.

“dad..whats going on?” you wanted to see the glow he’d harbor after just waking up but you couldn’t bare to look at phillip after how disgusting you felt for yourself.

you and dale both said nothing and never tore your eyes from each other. you clinched your jaw as you felt phil try to grab ahold of your face. you shook your head no and closed your eyes. you could hear dale scoff and phil shuffling before his warmth left as soon as it appeared.

you opened your eyes and stared at nothing but everything all at once.

“i told you to stay away from him phillip, why didn’t you listen to me..” dale quietly asked. you finally met phillips eyes and you felt yourself crumbling all over again. he looked so concerned for you, how did he still find it in his heart to worry over you when a matter this serious is present? youd never know. phillip cleared his throat before meeting his father’s awaiting eyes.

“pa..i apologize i really do but, i really love him. and he loves me. he treats me like royalty, he makes me feel special, like im the best thing that has happened to him sonce meeting you, he’s the only person Ive seen myself with in a long while, face it you’d trust him more than you’d ever trust any of the others..you said it yourself” at hearing this, you cut your eyes to dale. he avoided your eyes like the plague and said nothing. you took this as your time to speak up as well.

“‘s true, i really love your son dale. nothing will ever sway that fact. you can hate me, you can disapprove of what we have but if i know anything about you then i know that you’d do anything to keep phil happy and protected. no matter how much you won’t admit it, im your best option.” you boldly spoke wrapping your arms around phils waist. “so i ask for your forgiveness and for your acceptance” you finished. you all sat in silence before dale silently nodded before speaking the words you’ve wanted to hear for a while…

“keep my boy happy..and please, if you decide to leave him be, bring him back with a full heart.”

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c3berus · 4 months

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# afab!𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐒 kinkshot ! — forbidden (dads best friend)

phillip never was much into the dating scene. more like, quick fucks and simple hook ups. despite the pressure from his parents, he just couldn’t find the right guy. most of his pick were either dicks or simply all sexual attraction and couldn’t help him get his rocks off if he gave them the benefit of even trying to pleasure him. he yearned for something more, something..experienced. no matter how much his father told him to date young he couldn’t help the way his eyes would trail over to his dad’s best friend.

he knew it was wrong sure, but it was the first time he’d actually seen himself seriously involved with someone. that someone being the 6’4 tank of a man he’d known since forever. maybe phillip was a bit delusional, because his dad’s best friend hadn’t seem him as much other than his best friend’s son. but the thrill of simply imagining the way his rough hands would trace every corner and crease of his body was just too tempting. too bad it was simply that, an imagined wet dream..

POV CHANGE

today was your best friend’s son’s 19th birthday. dale had invited you over to help celebrate. wanting no more than to see your best friend happy you agreed. besides, it would be another opportunity to speak with phillip. phillip..,gosh was your mind plauged with the thought of him. it was wrong you shamed yourself for even thinking that way of him but you couldn’t help it.

the way his big, doll eyes would light up when he saw you, or when his cheeks got all rosy when you laughed at his jokes and sore attempts of flirting. the way his starch jeans hugged his thighs when he mounted one of your horses. it was adorable, you wanted to be the only cause of his rosy cheeks. of course you noticed all of the assholes he’d bring home, it was more frequent then you’d normally expect honestly. you asked dale (calling phillips dad dale) about it but he simply brushed it off as him “getting a feel the dating pool”. it frustrated you to no end, you knew that you should’ve been the one to climb up to his room and make him feel amazing.

you could do so much more than those boys could do. after all, phillip needed a man to please him, keep him content, and pamper him. who else would execute that more perfectly than you?. surely not the guys you’ve seen him with. coming back to your senses, you approached the graves household with phillip’s present clutched in between your hands. you took a deep breath before knocking on the door waiting for it to be opened.

it wasn’t long before you heard footsteps approaching the door. you plastered a big smile onto your face and watched the door open. your eyes met phillips big blue ones and you felt your smile widening on its own accord. your eye contact last about 4 seconds before he looked down and quietly greeted you and opened the door wider so you could enter. you silently cooed at his nervousness and brushed past him following the voices and laughter into the kitchen.

walking into the kitchen you spotted dale and him seemingly having the same best friend senses as you, his eyes instantly met yours and a he cheered loudly lifting his can of whatever it was towards you. you smiled sheepishly when all the attention was turned on you and everyone else lets out cheers much like dale. you took a step towards the sea of drunks until you were stopped by a small hand grasping your wrist, it was phillip. you glanced up from his hand to see his eyes locked onto the box you held in your hands.

“‘s that mine?..” his soft voice reached your ears. you swooned at his adorable drawl and nodded while moving the box closer to him, gesturing for him to take it. he quickly took it and walked off with it to the living room after telling you thank you and to enjoy the party. you watched him walk away and couldn’t help but let your eyes travel down to his plump thighs that showed through his jeans. after noticing your stare, you shook your head and continued on to dale and the rest of the adults who had gathered around the drink table. you tried to ignore the heat that pooled down south.

hours had passed since then and it was finally time tor phillip to open his gifts. you all had sat on the family couches, phillip was on the floor infront of everyone his gifts all surrounding him. one by one, after a series of comments from family members and friends claiming their given gifts, he had finally made it to yours. he picked it up and sat it on his lap before trailing his eyes up to yours. you nodded, urging him on. he nodded as well and started to open the box.

once he got it open, he slowly revealed it to himself. you saw his eyes widen and his cheeks grow award winningly red. you smirked and took a sip of your beer looking away as phillip immediately looked up at you. you looked back at him once you heard him standing up. you watched him collect his gifts bags trailing up his arms and hands filled with boxes before he excused himself to go put his gifts away.

soon after his exit, you had finished your beer and felt the need to relieve yourself. you excused yourself from the sea of shit faced drunken adults and made your way to the bathroom. once you finished your business, you washed your hands and opened the bathroom door. you were somewhat surprised to see phillip standing there, he looked as of he was about to knock.

“hey-sorry, didn’t mean to hog the bathroom, here- ill just-“ you muttered maneuvering around phillip so he could head into the restroom. you were about to head back downstairs until phillip grasped your bicep.

“wait- I didn’t need use the restroom i was hoping we can talk privately..about? your gift?..” phillip asked gesturing to his bedroom door. you felt your smile drop and your stomach churn.

“if i made you uncomfortable with it im sincerely sorry it wasnt my intention-n-no its fine, i just wanted to talk to you about it, get some things off my chest you know..” phillip interrupted brushing off your apology. you shifted your weight as you heard laughter erupt from downstairs, before you nodded and gestured to phillips room. he smiled and pulled you into his room closing the door after the both of you. he motioned for you to sit in his desk chair, and you followed suit. you both sat in silence for a bit.

“i wanted to let you know that ‘m very grateful for your gift, and if we’re being completely honest here, I’ve been exploring dating or so for a while and ‘m failing horribly really.” phillip trailed off, confusing you.

“the gifts nothing, simple gag joke y’know” you chuckled out. you seen phillip nodding to himself before he picked up the box and pushed it into your hands. you were completely confused by now, ‘he doesn’t want it?..but he said he was grateful..?’ you thought, confusion painting your face.

“i..i want to try it out” he blushed, not meeting your eyes.

“oh..well i mean, i can leave-n-no!” you started heading for the door until phillip threw his body against the partially opened door, slamming it back. you stood blankly staring at phillip in confusion. “i want to try it..with..you” he blurted out, his red face becoming more apparent.

oh..

oh…

“its fine if dont want to! you dont have to! i just felt that you should know that ‘m very attracted to you. i have been for a while actually, but pa told me to date young, and i just cant. they don’t have what i want..they dont..they’re not..they aren’t you..” you let phillip ramble on. he felt the same..your feelings were reciprocated. you hadn’t realized that you hadn’t spoke yet until you looked back into phillips awaiting eyes. you also hadn’t noticed how close you two were until phillip smashed his lips onto yours. without thinking, you immediately kissed back. the kiss started to become more intense until you pulled away and stepped away from phillip.

you saw the hurt flash in his eyes before you took a deep breath and started talking. “phil..this is wrong..your pa was right, ‘m no good for you. you gotcha whole life ahead of ya’. ‘m your pa’s best friend for heaven’s sake..what would he think of this, of us?” you watched phillips face turn stone cold before he mumbled something. you asked him to repeat it.

“he knows of my feelings towards you, he doesn’t like it and wants me to do better but he knows how i feel for you..so yes, this is wrong! but i cant help that it feels so right. are you seriously going to sit here, and tell me that you dont feel at least a small percentage of what i feel for you..? even after that kiss?..” phillip gritted out, storming up to you. you said nothing and looked away. “say it..” his breath fanned onto your stubble. “say that you feel nothing for me..”

you silently looked down at phillip, you could see the stubbornness shining through his eyes. a trait dale definitely passed down. you slowly shook your head no, and mumbled that you couldn’t. you felt him release a deep, shaky breath before he began to step backwards towards his bed pulling you towards him. your legs moved on their own as you mindlessly followed him and soon you found yourself thrusting yourself into phillips mouth one hand on the back of his head. the sounds he made from simply pleasing you should really be looked into.

your hips stuttered before you shot your load down his throat, phillip swallowed every drop before you instructed him to lay onto his back. you reached into the gift box you had given him and pulled out the fluffy blue handcuffs that matched his eyes perfectly. you also pulled out the corresponding rope that came with the handcuffs and gently moved him to the position you wanted him in before tying him up in a series of knots and cuffs. in this position you had a perfect view of his throbbing cunt. you could see his arousal slowly dripping down his leg and fuck was it hot..

you maneuvered yourself in between his legs, your breath fanning over his sopping pussy causing hus hips to stutter, before you licked a long stripe up his pretty parts. this earned you the prettiest whimper you’ve heard in years. wanting him to fall apart on your face, you started to eat him out like a desperately starved man. you managed to pull the sluttiest sounds from him you’ve ever heard and it was music to your ears. with time you managed to to pull 4 orgasms out of him with your tounge and hand alone.

once you finally unlatched your mouth from his heat, the tent in your pants was so tight it was most painful. you removed the ropes from phillip, keeping the cuffs. before you freed yourself from your pants and stripped off your clothing. you let phillip trail his eyes over your body, thanking him for his filthy compliments. before you roughly pulled him to where you wanted him to be. phillip love that, he loved how easy you can bend him to your liking, he loved how big you were compared to him.

you threw his legs over your shoulders before placing your tip at his entrance, pulling your eyes to meet his.

“ready pretty boy?” you asked waiting fir his complete and total consent. phillip nodded, begging you to be careful with him because he’s never had to take anyone like you. you nodded and slowly pushed yourself into his entrance. causing you both to simultaneously let out noises of relief. phillip felt amazing wrapped around your dick, it was like he was made for you and you only. you loved it.

‘whatever you lacked in length you definitely made up in girth..’ phillip thought, feeling the way your dick rubbed against his walls. he couldn’t help but grimace in slight pain at the feeling of being split open, but your reassurance and gentle kisses caused him to relax and let go of his tense muscles. you waited until phillip was ready, he experimentally moved his hips before letting out a deep sigh of pleasure and allowing you to move. you started off very slow and careful, making sure to watch for any discomfort in your pretty boy. when all you received were moans, you sped up and started to roughly rutt into phillip.

phillip was seeing stars, his eyes had crossed and his throat and started to become sore with all the sudden moans and yell you ripped from him when you switched up your pace or hit his g-spot head on. he loved how you talked to him, how youd degrade him then call him the prettiest, most perfect little thing you’ve ever had the pleasure of bedding. how you’d tell him how no one else he’d brought home could make him feel as good as you can, gosh were you right..no one had ever managed to come close to what youve done for him, he was lucky if he even got his rocks off with those little boy toys. he was brought out of his thoughts by the tension in his heat becoming more intense. it seemed like you had figured out that he was soon to come because you immediately started to drill into his g-spot.

he soon came with a scream of your name, you ruthlessly pounded into him for a bit longer and came shortly after. you went to pull out until phillip pleaded with you not to, honoring his wishes, you stayed put and leaned over him to take off the handcuffs. as you did so, you shifted half your weight onto him and flipped you both to where he layed on your chest. you massaged his wrist that began to grow slightly irritated. you kissed his wrist and whispered sweet nothings to him trying to coax him to sleep.

once he was asleep fully, you carefully pulled out, cleaned him up and put your clothes back on. once you were sure you looked presentable enough you walked downstairs to the now quiet house. you were making your way out before a voice interrupted you.

“i hoped you didn’t think youd just bed my boy and leave..”

fuck..

i hope you all enjoy this! should a part 2 come about? what should the outcome be? was it dale who asked? if so, will dale and you fight it out? will you stop seeing phillip? will phillip be okay? hmmm.. decisions decisions 🫢.

- s.

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c3berus · 4 months

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# afab!𝐊𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐆 kinkshot ! — erotic asphyxiation (w/squirting)

‘this has to be the neediest he’s been yet..seems like work has really gotten him stressy..’ you thought pulling yet another moan from your pretty boy. you’ve been working releases out of him like there was no tomorrow, for the past hour and he’s done nothing but beg for more. you held his favorite vibrator onto his swollen clit, earning yourself shaky chants of ‘yes’ and how you ‘pleasured him so well’. you noticed his legs slowly starting to close around your arm along with the growth of his moans and jerks, and you hurriedly pulled the vibrator away from his dripping cunt.

“no!No!..s-so clossee! bitte m-meine liebe” he pleaded in his mother tounge, fat tears tickling down his rosy cheeks. you tutted in fake disappointment, slowly trailing your hand up konig’s body, his body twitching at how cold your hand is compared to his naturally warm body. finally, you made it to his mark littered neck before roughly grabbing him. causing him to weakly gasp while clinching his thighs together. konig’s nerves were on fire, it was like every single touch you placed into him sent him further into the frenzy of intoxication. he yearned for it.

“such a needy little darlin’, you dressed all pretty for me and now you want me to wreck you?” you grunted, tightening your hold watching as his face became red before he reached up to your arm and tapped your wrist twice. you immediately let go and a gaspish moan ripped through his chest. one you can only describe as sinful. you let him catch his breath and waited for confirmation. the green light that he was ready again. as you soon got a nod you grabbed his neck again and waited for his face to redden up before releasing his neck and swiftly putting the vibrator back onto his throbbing cunt.

konig moaned at the assault on this heat and reached down to get ahold of your wrist. he wasn’t pulling you away from him nor towards him, he just gently held your wrist and squirmed in pleasure. you let this continue for a bit before you noticed how dazed your beloved had become, you completely removed all stimulation from his body and situated yourself in between his plump bruised thighs. you freed yourself from the tight almost painful entrapment of your pants. as you sat there observing konig, you stimulated yourself for a second before double tapping konig’s thigh, a gentle gesture that demanded his attention.

“think you can hold it in a littlee bit longer doll? daddy wants to finish with his pretty boy, and fill him up so nicely for letting him help his needy toy” you’re voice was sickly sweet, konig knew it was a front for how well you were going to completely ruin him and he couldn’t want anything more. konig nodded, his eyes glazed with need and desperation. his eyes only seemed to come back into focus when he felt the tip of your shaft at his folds. he leaned himself off the bed and onto his elbows, your eyes and his alike drawn to konig’s entrance. you glanced at konig once more before slowly pushing yourself into his core.

you groaned at how konig seemed to pull you in. you waited as konig gripped you, it still amazed you how much you and konig went at it and he still managed to be so tight everytime. you let him adjust to your size before carefully rolling your hips. konig bit his lip and put his hand on your cheek drawing your attention from his cunt.

“bitte..give me all of you, i want all of you” konig begged his pouty muti colored eyes pulling you in. you nodded before laying konig back onto the bed and placing one of his legs over your shoulder and gently placing the other on your waist. without warning you started rutting into your boy with an animalistic pace. almost instantly your movements caused konig’s body to spasm in pleasure. this continued on and konig was practically sobbing at this point. you set a good pace before leaning down and leaving a valley of marks all across his mounds and his stomach.

you continued this for a while before pulling out and flipping konig onto his stomach, you pulled his waist up and resumed the assault to his sopping pussy. the room was filled with konigs broken sentences that kept varying for english to german and vice versa and your moans and praises to your beautiful boy. the bed creaked with every thrust and caused the headboard to nearly collapse under the speed of your movements. konigs moans became more and more high pitched and his legs began to shake and jerk. your thrusts started to become a bit uncoordinated and sloppy but you simply thrusted harder and harder until you heard konig let out a squeal that nearly became a scream and you felt your whole lower half and a bit of your stomach be submerged in fluid.

you came shortly after and collapsed next to your husband. he instantly tried to cuddle up with you as nest he could with his body still spasming. you smiled and massaged his thighs careful not to overwhelm him while whispering to him about how good he was.

“‘m such a good boy for you” konig tiredly mumbled, exhaustion overtaking him. you agreed and a leaned over to blow out the candles you had lit before hand, against konig and his aching joints wishes of course. once you finished you were both were surrounded by darkness. you were slowly drifting off to sleep with the promise of cleaning up once you both awoke, until you felt konig push himself back onto your dick. he reassured you that he just wanted to feel you inside him and laid his head down on your chest, kissing it before eventually letting sleep overtake him. you were soon going to follow as well until your phone received a message.

‘Capt. 🤍’

early physical training for you and gun cleaning duty for the big guy. give it a rest sometime, yeah?

you simply smiled replied with a thumbs up and drifted off to sleep to the sound of konig’s breathing.

so thats my take on a sub! afab! konig x male reader! be sure to let me know how you guys feel about this, I don’t usually write anything smut related butt if you guys enjoy this I’ll work on introducing this kind of thing to my blog. - s.

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c3berus · 4 months

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werewolf!soap x koldiak bear!M!reader — (angst to fluff)

notice: all credits go to @thegnomelord i was binge reading their blog and stumbled upon a great writing topic solely on account of them! check out their blog!

‘done..’ you thought, exaustion making your limbs feel ten tons heavier. you’ve been in the base’s gym for the past 3 hours. today was..hardcore, to say the least. ghost had been your workout partner for today but he left a good bit back to “manage his own devices” his words, not yours.

bringing yourself back to the present, you dropped the set you’d been deadlifting. a loud CLANK! vibrated off of the walls as the weights hit the floor. against your aching muscles’ wishes, you maneuvered to put all the equipment you used back in its designated place.

once you finished, you headed over to the bench where your towel, phone, water bottle, and pull over all sat. you grabbed your water bottle, taking as many sips of water your mouth allowed before picking up your phone. you double tapped your screen and raked your eyes over your notifications.

2 MISSED CALLS FROM ‘PUPPY🐺♥️’

clicking the notification, your phone opened up to call your boyfriend back. as the call rang, you sat your phone on your lap and grabbed your towel to dry off your sweat. as you whiped your face, you smelled ghosts pheromones. pulling back the towel you put it down and picked up your phone just as johnny answered.

he was laying in your shared bed you assumed, if the decorations on the wall behind him where anything to go by. his tail was wagging as usual, and his canines were on full display. he greeted you and asked you why you hadn’t made it to the room yet.

“I wanted some extra time out and ghost helped me a bit, im heading back now though” you answered, picking up your things and heading for the barrack hall. you heard johnny shuffling before he whined about how he missed you and for you to hurry up. you smiled a bit and continued conversing with him until you made it to the room.

walking into your room, you were instantly greeted with the scent of johnny. you sat your bags down and turned at the sound of hurried footsteps. you were thrown back onto your bed with the weight of your boyfriend. barking out a laugh you preened at his affections. you were about to speak but you were interrupted by the abrupt departure of your partner.

confused, you tried to pull him back to you but his growl of warning stopped your advances.

“johnny..? what happened?” you asked looking at his tense jaw. you looked into his eyes, he looked hurt. ‘did i do something?..’ you thought, concerned about his behavior. you tried to grab his hand and you were greeted with a stinging feeling in your cheek. he slapped you. he slapped you, and you had no idea why. as if you were stuck in time, you sat there with your head tilted. you clinched your jaw glancing up to johnny.

“you must think that im some sort of fool, like ive got joker bonnie on my head, ey?” he spat out at you. looking at him in confusion you opened you mouth to retort but he interrupted you. “seems like he helped you more than a bit”

wh-oh.

oh..

your face must have given your realization away because before you knew it, he’d stormed out of your shared room leaving nothing but the smell of him in his wake. rushing off after him you followed him down the hallway calling his name and only receiving curses in return. eventually, you stopped and watched his retreating figure. you were going to yell out to him once more before the sound of an opening door caught your attention. you hadn’t noticed you’d been yelling in front of ghosts door possibly disrupting his sleep.

“You okay lad?” He grumbled out, sleep dragging out his speech. you told him no and explained everything that happened. at the end of your explanation you had looked like pooh without his honey and ghost had a look that was anything short of awkward. ghost offered you a chance to spend some time in his room until things blew over and just in case soap returned to the room and was still quite hostile.

you knew you shouldn’t have accepted his offer but being the stressed guy that you were you did anyway. an hour had went by and ghost offered to walk you back to your room. another thing you shouldn’t had accepted, yet did anyway. you both walked out of his room and headed back to your shared room with your boyfriend. approaching the door, you heard things being thrown around.

this set you on edge and you glanced back at ghost, he simply gestured to the door and nodded. blowing out your worries you tried to open the door but it was locked. you knocked, halting his anger filled thrashing. you could hear his footsteps approaching the door before it was thrown open. your boyfriend looked a mess.

his mohawk was a mess, his clothes were ragged and his eyes..god his eyes, they were red and puffy.

“what the hell do you want?” he barked out, releasing threatening pheromones.

“I wanted to talk, if thats okay with you” you spoke calmly. you watched his eyes glance behind you before he bolted through you and approached ghost. you became alert and tried to catch him before he got to close. he snatched away from you. ghost remained unfazed.

“I thought we were friends?! how could you do something like this!?” he yelled, voice cracking with hurt. ghost started to explain that what happened was a misunderstanding and he was reading the scenario completely wrong. soap was hearing none of it. soap and ghost began to argue before you grew tired of it and let out the most threatening growl you could. halting their yelling immediately and putting their attention solely on you.

“soap get in the room now. ghost, go to your room i have it from here.” you demanded glaring through both of them waiting for them to make a move. “now” you said louder. hearing your seriousness they both made way and did as instructed. ghost albeit a bit more hesitant. soap barged pass you into the room and you soon followed after bidding ghost goodnight.

johnny started to say something but your glare caused him to look away. no matter how upset he was with you he could always agree that you looked much hotter when you were angry.

“I didn’t sleep with ghost. i had just came from the gym. he spotted me. we sparred and I accidentally used his towel when I wiped my sweat. now you can believe me or not, but the only place youd smell him is on my face and my shirt.” you stated, taking yoir shirt off at the end of your explanation. you gestured him over to you and he came slowly. “smell me”

listening to your words without missing a beat he smelled you and realized that you were right. he hadn’t smelled ghost anywhere on you bare torso. just your sweat. pulling back, he looked away shame filling his eyes.

“i dont like smelling other people on you” he muttered slumping his shoulders with a big sigh.

“I know, im sorry, i should’ve told you exactly what i was doing in the first place, forgive me?” you said leaning down to meet his eyes, while cupping his face and kissing his tears away. he nodded and buried his face in your chest. pulling your head back you finally looked around at your shared room. it was wrecked.

“ill clean it” johnny mumbled moving to start cleaning, but you stopped him and sat him on the bed.

“no its fine, you have to be tired, ill clean it just rest up we have early PT tomorrow” you grumbled out started to clean. listening to your wishes he did and instructed and fell asleep, but not without telling you how hot you looked and pulling one of your hoodies on.

thee end, wasn’t much angst, wasnt much fluff but theres always room for improvement! again biggg thanks to @thegnomelord ! hope you guys enjoy!

- s.

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c3berus · 4 months

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it wasn’t real. he never really cared for you. god, did it hurt to hear but it was the truth. your ‘boyfriend’ had been using you for months, you didn’t want to believe it. but one look into his ice dulled eyes and you knew he was serious. he had told you what his purpose was in your life, his ultimate goal. he was assigned to bait you in, catch you on a hook and reel you out. and that he did..

“your eyes..they can be so cruel” you croaked out, words sounding like they cut your tounge on the way out your mouth. you shook your head in silent denial. “so this was your plan the entire time ‘ey? infiltrate from the inside? a classic.”

“Its just business, thought you’d understand” he shrugged carelessly. you scoffed, betrayal settling deep within you.

you nodded, a bitter smile overtaking your face, a pained one. you hated to admit it but, you loved him. you are in love with him, but one of you weren’t going to walk away tonight, you knew it.

your thoughts were finalized with the sound of his gun being set on you. your eyes met his once again surprisingly, he had collected a few tears. “‘M sorry, i really, really am b-“

“i gave you everything i had..” you interrupted him, anger starting to seep through you. in one quick breath, you had your gun planted dead between his eyes. easy kill. “should’ve known it was to good to be tru- no, i shouldve acted on my suspicions sooner” confusion and shock painted johnny’s face. your pained smile became one of ease.

“what?..” he whispered.

“I figured your plan a good few months back, had some necks stepped on, some information spilled and soon i knew exactly who you were, well- work for” you spoke nodding your head to his not-very-well-hidden tags. he fixed his holding on his gun, finger resting on the trigger.

“you knew, and you still did nothing to prevent this? w-why..” ‘soap’ asked.

“because this was inevitable, either way, we’d be here” you laughed, gesturing around you two. Johnny grew tense.

“you’ve been lying to me for months” he barked at you. you wanted to croak out the loudest laugh you could manage. you have been lying? god, he’s pathetic.

“no…you dont get to feel betrayed, wasnt that your plan anyway? your pathetic, really” you muttered to him. seemingly growing sick of his own anger, he tightened his hold of his gun.

“you have to die, i have to kill you” he glared, tears brimming his waterline. you exhaled shakily, thinking about what you wanted to say next.

“do as you wish, but i know the truth about you johnny. the truth that you wont ever go and report to your forcemates” you spoke, putting your gun down and leaving yourself vulnerable.

“you know nothing, shut up”

but you do..

“but i do, i know that you couldve killed me way before all of this. i know that no matter how much you deny it, you are and will forever be in love with me. there some things you just cant deny even to yourself johnny.” he slowly started to shake his head no, trying to block your words out for his heart.

“shut up” he muttered.

“i know that once you finish the job youll go back to them— shut. up. — and youll pretend that your heart isnt heavy, that you — stop talking. —felt nothing, that this was just another day in the workplace” you laughed bitterly ignoring his words. “and i know, that your feelings were real at a point, because if i know anything about you johnny, its that you’re a lot of things, but an emotionless man?..you’re not that.”

“SHUT UP, STOP TALKING, IM GOING TO KILL YOU” he wailed, panicking, taking multiple steps towards you until his gun rested right in between your eyebrows.

“there it is.. you’re realizing that im right arent you, that at least one of us can be truthful? right?” you were gambling with a life you’d already been set to lose. time to take the final dice roll. “say it, say you never loved me..that everything you’ve ever told me was scripted”

silence..

“say it”

“i-“

BANG!

a gun sounded off, but it wasn’t johnny’s at all..blood shot out your mouth, coating johnny’s face. before he could fully comprehend what happened, a voice cut through his ringing ears.

“target kia” ghost spoke into his comms approaching him as your body fell. “lets go, the jobs done, good work keeping him distracted” ghost finished patting his shoulder before walking off.

as ghost rounded the corner, into another room johnny supposed, two tears fell. one not belonging to the same person. blinking away the tears that threatened to break him, soap hurriedly ripped your dog tags off. he quickly pulled them onto him self, before taking one last look at you, heart shattering.

a tear, a tear had treailed down your face. upon further inspection, he looked down at your discarded gun, it had been emptied. he realized two things, that you were never going to kill him at all, and that you were in fact right.

johnny’s heart was heavy. johnny felt everything. and today wasn’t a regular day in the workplace, he had lost the love of his life. and he would never forgive himself for it. finally managing to drag him self out of the room, away from you, he felt as if the whole world had gone silent. from that day on, johnny swore to keep living, not because of you, but for you..

because the truth was..

johnny wasn’t an emotionless man, but man who wanted another so desperately that he swore to himself that they would meet in another lifetime.

THEEEEEE END, did we like the angst? anyone want and alternative ending? - s.

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