The best part about having a boyfriend in the military was having him home with you again after a long mission.
Simon was panting softly over you and his broad shoulders blocked your view, pumping in and out of you slowly to let you both savour the moment. You quiet whimpers and gasps echoed through the room as your legs remained wrapped around his waist and hands pawing at his back. When his movements stopped, his head dropping to your shoulder, you had to stop and focus on what was happening.
you thought that he had finished - if he did, that was okay! But it was just quicker than usual. âSimon? Honey, did you cum? Itâs okay if you did, I can just-..â
your words were cut off when he shook his head against your shoulder. Your hands went into his hair and gently scratched at his scalp, pressing gentle kisses to his cheek. Inside, you could feel his cock soften slowly, his body still on yours as he kept his head on your shoulder.
âMâsorry, lovieâŠâ his soft words echoed through the room as he went to try and continue his previous actions. Your hand went to grasp his, shaking your head as you wrapped your arms around him to hold him closer.
âShhhâŠdonât worry, Si. Okay? Letâs just cuddle, yeah? We donât have to have sex.â Your words were comforting, allowing him to relax completely with you. His body was pressed against yours as you kept scratching his scalp.
Iâm a huge fan of the thereâs only one bed trope but let me change it up a bit. The 141 are on deployment and the reader loses her sleeping bag and tent in a firefight. So now she has to share with Simon. Somehow Simonâs fingers end up between her legsđ
Ghost, in all his gritty fuck-nastiness, saw you losing your things as the perfect opportunity to claim what's his.
You don't even get to ask before he tells you you're with him.
Good thing, too, 'cause it's a little chilly at night, so when you finally settle down for the night, you're... mighty close to Ghost. Close enough to feel his heat, yeah, but you ain't touching.
Not yet. Until you finally do and he says, "Fuck it."
And now he has his fingers knuckle deep inside you.
"Gotta keep 'em warm," Ghost says gruffly as he pumps 'em in and out. FuckfuckfuckyouwannamoanohfuckGhostâ
"Keep it in. Can't attract attention." Not a suggestion, an order, and you're left whimpering and trying your damndest not to get too loud as he finger bangs the fuck out of you.
Still canât get over how an anon complained to me theyâre âtiredâ âno one gives a fuck anymore.â Do you not think weâre tired? Do you not think we are mourning and grieving and feeling so utterly devastated our families have to live under fear every day, holding their breath and waiting the next move by people who donât give a single fuck for them? Iraq, Lebanon, and Jordan have all shut down commercial flights. Jordan is shooting down Iranian drones as we speak. I have family in Jordan too. This isnât about you.
omg kin ur overstimulated, whiny simon post is sending me thoughts...
how about simon as pillow prince? like all he needs to do is laying on his back and letting you ride him until his balls are milked dry, getting all whiny when you still keep bouncing on his gummy worm after cumming so many times :((
It's just sometimes those days y'know? Usually it's after he's back from a mission, it's late at night, the base is asleep except for him and the rest of the team who are dragging themselves from the tarmac and hope for a quick briefing, then a shower before hitting their beds and sleeping for a week.
However Simon, despite his exhaustion after the mission, craved something...more, something that would release all that tension in him. Risky missions did that to him; as much as they tired him out, they also made his testosterone skyrocket, his hormones were raging and his balls were starting to ache, all full and heavy and low hanging with so much backed up sperm :((
He was so fucking exhausted but the thought that you're in his room, in his bed probably doing some work for Laswell since it wasn't that late yet made his loins burn, his heavy cock chubbying up in the hard jeans at the thought of your soft body against his, emptying his balls inside you until your soft tummy bulges :(
And sometimes it's just like that okay? He's pent up and super horny but at the same time he's exhausted both physically and mentally, just wants that comfort your sweet voice whispering sweet nothings to him, your tight, wet cunt squeezing his aching cock as he spurts all his fertile, milky seed inside you, hips strong hips thrusting lazily up to chase that high of his orgasm.
Sometimes you overstimulate him, your hips keep bouncing even after milking him dry because you have your needs too! And Si was away for so long and you were so so lonely and now you don;t want to let him or his cock go :(( He can whine or let out whiny pathetic growls as the mind-numbing pleasure turns into slight pain but he doesn't give a fuck, all he cares about that his sperm is now safe inside you and you both have came so many times you're now propelly exhausted, all sated and warm and cuddled together with Si's cock still lodged deep inside you <3
iâve got sex worker female!reader thoughts turning around in my brain today so have a bit of brain dump under the cut.
price hires her for a âgirlfriend experienceâ. he wants cuddling, kisses, someone to play with his chest hair while they cool off after surprisingly intimate sex. she joins him in the shower of the hotel room en-suite and scrubs his back gently. he tips +50% of her hourly rate and leaves her with a gentle kiss on her forehead.
soap hires her for a âpornstar experienceâ. he wants to do all the things heâs convinced a ânormalâ girlfriend wouldnât do. itâs loud, energetic and he ruins her carefully chosen lingerie. she gets fucked in front of a large mirror so soap can watch as he slams into her over and over while she moans and whines in a slightly exaggerated fashion. soap pays extra so he can get the video she shot on her phone of her deepthroating his cock sent to him.
gaz hires her as his âdateâ. sheâs witty and charming the entire time and he canât keep his eyes off the way her dress dips over her cleavage. she teases him with little touches to his hand and smiles prettily when he twines their fingers together. he absolutely has her gasping into his neck as he circles her clit in the back of the taxi he flagged down to take her back to her hotel room. when he leaves her with a passionate kiss she gets the thought that maybe she shouldâve been the one to pay him for the pleasure.
ghost never meets up with her in person. he pays her to send him videos and photos of her lounging in bed using the toys he paid for. his favourite video is the one where she bounces on a custom ordered cock that is modelled after his own. he buys her things off her wish-list that she wants and adds a gift card to her favourite coffee shop as an extra thank you.
your older bf!simon of local-football-club-fame who just plays for fuckabouts on the weekends but canât deny that seeing âRILEYâ stretched across your shoulders when he hits it from the back was the main selling point
flashing simon your titties in the middle of an argument
itâs the fourth time this week and heâs pretty much getting sick of your attitude.
whether itâs about the messy drawers, forgotten keys, not getting your fresh strawberries from the market and now, itâs about the new female recruit that seems to be enjoying flirting with your boyfriend and him not doing anything about it. of course youâre pissed! youâre allowed to.
âsweetheartâ simon huffs out a sigh of annoyance, rubbing his hands all over his tired face. âfor the fifth time⊠i wasnât flirting with herâ
a scoff escape your mouth. cocking one eyebrow while your arms are crossed over your chest. âi didnât say you were. i said that bitch had her hands all over you and you didnât do anything! she was batting her fake ass lashes at you too. jesus, her ass should got beat for thatâ
the sight of you getting pretty heated almost turned him on. almost. sure, youâre hot when youâre angry and usually heâd fuck you dumb to get that out of your system but this time? heâs far too exhausted.
âfuckinâ hellâ he shakes his head in disbelief. âyou know thatâs not what happened. we were just talking.â
âi know what i saw-â
âdonât give me that!â simon exclaims, pointing his finger at you as he watches you give him a look of âoh you did not just do thatâ. âwe were basically just talking, she was the new recruit. asking me about pointers.. and it was at the gala! what did you expect me to do?!â
you shrug casually, leaning against the kitchen counter. âpoke her eyes with a forkâ
âmy god-â he has to cut himself off before releasing a heavy sigh. eyes shutting briefly, head tilts to the back as he silently prays to whoever up there to give him enough strength to deal with you. âthat would be illegal.â
âfor you, maybe. iâd do it if you werenât in my way.â
âthatâs crazyâ he answers, earning a look from you. âi didnât say you are crazy! christ, woman!â
rolling your eyes, you huff. maybe you are overreacting but the thing is? you donât want him to win. because in your head, youâre always right.
âso, what? youâre just going to let other female recruits feel you up too, huh? grab your biceps, twirl their hair when they look at you or maybe hey! youâd let them grab your dick too.â
âyouâre unbelievableâ
âme?! you areââ
âno! okay, you know what?! doll, i love you... i do so please never doubt me, yeah? but you canât keep doing this, alright?! itâs not healthy! and if youâw-wait, what are you doing? wha-â
you lift your shirt up to flash him your naked breasts so he can shut up. and it worked. obviously. now, his eyes arenât even looking at you but at his second favorite thingâafter youâ your lips stretch into a smirk when you see him freeze. jaw hanging open slightly.
âa-and you c-canâtâ he gulps, becoming a stuttering mess as he struggles to maintain an eye contact. âc-canâtâlikeâjustâfuck! this is unfair! what was i saying?!â
I have to say I'm super disappointed that you wrote a fic glorifying s*x w*rk :/ You're glorifying s*x tr*fficking and r*pe and enabling the patriarchy to continue abusing women. If you want to educate yourself I recommend looking up the anti-s*x w*rk movement and reading some Radical Feminist blogs.
I'm really sorry about not being around! I'm still here, just lurking sort of. we're working up the spoons to get back to where I was!
I think the news about Palestine (and admittedly also tik tok) has me in a real tizzy. I've been calling and signing petitions, but I'm victim to feeling like itll never be enough.
however the news of the protests at the colleges has given me flitter of hope. at what cost, unfortunately, 40,000+ Palestinians and even people like Aaron Bushnell. there will be a free Palestine in our lifetimes.
wanna get back into writing so I'm gonna try and post some small stuff soon. and I'm determined to finish some writing in time for the weekend when I'm on vacation.
I think the lack of official COD content kind of put a damper on my drive, especially since I hated so much of MW3 đđ
but don't worry I'm not leaving, I'm just working out my creation brain slowly. I miss all you guys
and I miss Ghost too đ„ș
thanks for still being here and letting me talk about my feelings on main :) and thanks to all my moots for being there for me even when I'm not feeling 100%
i think its so funny that alumni from schools like harvard and columbia that were there during the protests in the 60s-80s are expressing support for students currently protesting against the genocide in palestine, and random zionists that were NOT at these protests in the 60s-80s have the never ending audacity to tell these alumni "well thats different, what you protested was good and what they're protesting is bad." as if protesters against the vietnam war and apartheid south africa were not also demonized, arrested, brutalized, and even killed for their activism. history only remembers them fondly after the damage has already been done.