nsfw thirst feat. philip graves + john price.
okay but like. if graves wasn't a war criminal and all that.
imagine the absolute animosity between him and price -- the competition for control, the little digs at each other, the arrogance of graves going against the pure determination of price.
and then there's you.
graves, forcing your head into the sheets of your bed, hips in the air as he slams into you, aggressive and mean about it. dominating in every sense of the word, seething about how fuckin' good you feel, how much of a slut you are, how much he needs to be inside you.
and then price -- sitting there, hands clasped together where he's bending forward, arms resting on his thighs. he'd be glaring at graves, his expression softening when he'd land on your trembling body, your drool leaking onto the pillow, your desperate noises.
he'd be so nice to you, so kind, as if to shove it in graves' face that he was better in that sense. standing, price would gently lift your head from the shifts, thumbs softly brushing away your pleasured tears as he shushes you, telling you what a good girl you are, how perfect you're being. and you'd whine, moan, shaking for more, and he'd oblige.
price fucking into your mouth not too long after, abusing your throat, making you choke on his girth, all the while graves lands hit after hit on your ass, grunting where he thrusts into your warmth.
it'd be a competition, then, who'd be better. who'd fuck you just the way you need.
between graves' absolutely primal, ruthless way of fucking, and price's more purposeful, languid methods, you'd be an absolute cum-drunk mess between the two men.
and they wouldn't care -- not for a single moment.
a/n. oh my goddd graves has me in the chokehold tonight and i have NO CLUE why. but iomdsomjkmovj need them both an UNMEASURABLE amount y'all it's so bad
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no but actually imagine being immortal and meeting THE LOVE OF UR FUCKING ENDLESS LIFE and spending SIX THOUSAND MFING YEARS imagining an ETERNAL future with them and fucking knowing that you want to spend ACTUAL FOREVER with them like dude im gonna fucking choke and die how can love like that exist even in fucking fiction?? HOW??? this is making me so emotional imagine someone wanting to spend actual fucking eternity with you i would die at the mere fucking possibility. "and we spend our EXISTENCE pretending that we aren't (...) and i would like to spend–" are u fucking kidding me rn man??? fuck off fuck u shut up
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