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sleeepy-sim · 7 months

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✮ His Apartment ✮

smut, fingering, oral (r), female reader

König couldn't help but stop and stare. Last night koing had finally convinced you to stay the night over at his apartment, and that even when you just wake up you're still as beautiful, if not even more in his opinion.

So when you walk into his kitchen searching for coffee or tea, whichever you can get your hands on. Wearing his shirt and from what he can tell no underwear nor a bra, he couldn't help but stop and stare at you. Taking a sip of his coffee he stands up to his full height of 6'10. He walks over to your figure, softly taking your much smaller hand in his to keep you from rubbing your eye even harder.

He leans down, resting his head in your neck, taking in your natural scent. "Engel," His hot breath hitting your bare neck and your shoulder from the size of the shirt it was sliding off of your shoulder. His rough hands grip the shirt, slowly pulling it up, moving his head away from your neck. He rubs his nose against yours, hands still slowly lifting the shirt you were wearing up. He kisses your lips, you try and move your lips away from him to get a word in. His teeth biting down on your bottom lip make you wince, his tongue runs over where he bit you, almost as apologizing.

"You're lucky I brushed my teeth before coming in here, mister." You playfully stick your tongue out, booping his nose with it. His hands had not left the shirt in fact he had managed to lift it up just under your boobs. His eyes haven't left yours, he drops the shirt. Shoving his hands underneath the shirt, grabbing both of your boobs, digging his nails into them before leaning down and kissing you.

"I guess I am." He pulls away from you, walking over to his now untouched coffee. Taking a sip with his back turned to you. You walk over to him, wrapping your arms around his waist, fingers meeting and interlocking. Resting your head on his back, letting out a sigh. Turning around he picks you up, setting you on the counter, just next to his coffee.

Shoving his head into your neck, peppering kisses from your throat to your lips. His hands grab your thighs, putting them on his waist. Pulling you towards him, almost off of the counter his tongue swipes yours before his hand comes up and grabs your hair. Pulling you back by your hair, your head tilts just perfect for him to shove his tongue down your throat.

Moaning into his mouth, your hands running through his short hair, pulling him even closer. Legs tightening around his waist, your hips buck up, sliding his shirt up and showing his abs. He slides you off the counter, walking back into his room. Setting you on the bed, he pulls his shirt up as you slide farther up the bed, backing resting on the headboard watching him strip.

After taking his shirt off he yanks his gray sweatpants down, his dick hangs low and outwards from how heavy. Its veins pulsate as you look at it, looking back up at him. His smirk and eyes already seem to know what you're thinking about. Crawling up the bed he grabs your ankles, yanking you towards him. His hands swiftly remove his shirt from your body, throwing it to the side.

He pushes your legs apart, taking his fingers and spreading your pussy lips. Watching as they glisten from how wet you are. His pointer finger rubs at your nub making your hips buck, needing more. He doesn't give you more, instead his finger trails down to your hole, pushing just the tip of his finger in before trailing it back to your now aching nub.

"Please, König" Your eyes look down at him pleading. He slowly slide his finger into your pussy, leaning closer to your pussy his tongue taps on your clit, before lapping on it. Thrusting his finger in and out of you he has his middle finger join, making you moan even louder. His thick fingers making your pussy so wet. The loud sounds of your pussy only seems to make his actions even faster.

Removing his fingers, his hands grabs your hips bringing your pussy to his mouth. His tongue shoves it way into your pussy, rubbing on every inch, every crease he can find. He can't help but to groan into your pussy, it just taste so sweet, so good, so you.

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sirenmoth · 4 months

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Sweet Melody

Ghost x Fem!Reader x König

Synopsis: Ghost and König show you how you belong to

CW: DUBCON, established relationship, begging, manhandling, mention of breeding, breeding, double penetration, anal fingering, anal sex, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, rough sex, hate sex?, mention of brusies, slight edging, possesive ghost, possesive köing, possesive sex, spanking, alpha/beta/omega dymanics, ABO dynamics, slight malipulation?, dumbification, sir kink, size kink, biting, voyerisum, dom/sub dynamics, hair pulling, polygamy, throuple, brief pussy slapping, overstimulation, you're not caught but EVERYONE knows, mention of bruises, a few degrading words Request by @oxbunnehxo Sorry ive been dead... again

AO3

"God, i can smell them on you, it's fuckin' disgusting" the lieutenant alpha growled as he pushed you in some random closet just down the hall from where the teams were celebrating a successful joint mission, König and Ghost brought you along as a plus one, and because you begged to meet their teammates. They courted you when you were a medic in the military, the two giants took a liking to you nearly immediately, using their over-powerful scent to court you and scare away any other potentail suters. They provided for you and cared for you, showing they would make good mates, pampering you until you became their sweet doclie omega.

Gasping as Ghost pushes you front to the closet wall, trapping you with his body, leaning down to your ear level "Ya think that was funny? Throwing yourself over them like some common slag?" he growls, you can feel his anger, opening your mouth hoping to defend yourself, that you were trying to make friends, but Ghost brings his hand down over your ass, hard, the smack ringing out in the barely light space. his hands finding a tight drip on your hips to keep you from squirming away, "Johnny was praticcally eye fuckin' you, wanted a piece of you." Ghost bring his hand down again, harder than the last, causing you to let out a small whimper, "a piece of what is mine", he brings his hand down at same time the sound of the door , a thick accented voice rings out,

"Ours"

Looking up towards the door, your heart feels like it stops, the light in from the hallway illuminates an obscured figure, König, the reality of the situation hits you like a train hitting a brick wall. You were cornered in some small, cramped closet, barley big enough for one alpha let alone two, the same two alphas who were beyond pissed and jealous and more then ready to take it out on you. König slowly closed the door behind him as he entered, making sure you watch to ensure you know there no escape. Both men stared at each other, like they were telepathicly discussing what to do with you. Ghost pulled your body close to his chest, allowing Austrian mountain man to slot in between you and the wall, his hands replacing Ghosts' death grip on your hips.

König was stronger and bigger then Ghost, but it would be a deadly mistake to say the shorter of the duo was weaker, both held their dominace and massive size with pride, they knew how to use it agaisnt you, fucking you with a bittersweey mix of adoration and aggression, ripping you apart with their mouths, fingers and cocks only to put you back together after it was over, especially when they got possesive over you, their mate. They would spend hours using you over and over until you were nothing more then a puddle covered in marks, bruises, both yours and their cum, sweat and tears.

Ghost shoves you into Königs' chest, forcing you to arch your back, making you present to him, "Now, pet, 'm goin' to give you ten and you will count after each one, if i hear a single bratty comment from you, you'll get more, affirmative?" Ghost speaks, a silent order to behave, to take it like a good omega. Nodding your head in agreement when a yelp is pulled from your throat due to another harsh slap, "I want a verbal response, love" giving the irritated flesh a light squeeze.

"Yes, sir" you whimper out, knowing where this is going to go and how it's going to end.

Before you're able to take a breathe to ease your nerves, a loud smack rings out, harder then the previous ones, rougher, harsher. You whine at the sting of the slap and the fabric of your pants rubbing agaisnt the redded flesh, "O-one" you mange to get out, the feeling of gloves burning into hips causes you to jump.

"What do you say, Hase?" Somehow you almost forget about the man holding you up, god you can hear the smirk in his voice, "Thank you, sir" earning a lgrowl of approval from both of them, a few more quick smacks are given, Ghost alternating between each cheek, you swallow air as you shakily count "Two...t-hree, fo-four", thanking your mates after each one.

The Austrian man pawing at your hips helped distract you from the British man breathing down your neck, until a gloved hand finds its way around your neck, gently pulling your head up to check on you, to check if you're ok, giving make a soft smile as Ghost pulls his mask up to his nose and presses himself againt you freshly abused ass. Placing a gentle kiss to his claim mark, Köings' was in the same location on the opposite side. He pulled his mask and attacked your mouth in an open kiss while Ghost nipped at your neck, leaving fresh marks, out of the two of them he was always the mouthy one.

Ghost grinds against your ass, sending waves of stinging pain and unregulated pleasure to your brain, their scents clouding your senses and thoughts, easing you into a false sense of secuity. König started to unbuckle your belt and barely gets your jeans down your thighs before Ghost shoves a gloved hand in between them and presses two fingers against your slit. "It is stupid to think you are getting what you want to easily," his voice was loud and hard to ignore, laced with a thick austrian accent, a strict contrast between Ghosts' slightly more quite and gravelly one, accompanied with his own heavy manchester accent.

A loving hand makes its way through your hair, you bath in it until you head is pulled back from its place on Königs' chest "You have to beg for it, hase" He rasps, eyes boring into yours, an attempt to hide you face is cut short by Ghost, "He said beg", already growing tired with this so called bratty behaviour. Swallowing your tongue, attempting to calm your nerves for the second time tonight.

"Please, i'm sorry, i was trying to make friends" you beg, tears swelling at the corners of your eyes, "I-I didn't mean to, please...please". A sign was heard but you couldn't tell who it came from, a kiss was placed on your scalp, a quiet message before your trousers and panties were ripped down your legs and thrown by the closed door, follwed by your shirt and bra, "We know, hase, but we stiil need to make sure they know your ours" König explains, you relax a little knowing they weren't fully mad. He move a gloved hand from your hips to your thigh and pulls it up and on his waist, keeping it in a tight grip, the other leg barely touching the ground, having to be on tip-toes to keep balanced as Ghost toys with you. Enough pressure to feel his fingers dancing over your sweet bundle of nerves but not enough to bring pleasure, Königs' hands on your thigh and hip preventing you from grinding agaisnt them.

The Brit removes one of his gloves, safely securing it in his pocket, then bringing his fingers to your entrance, circling it to collect as much slick on his fore and middle fingers, slowly entering his fingers into you, filling you up. He moves foward more, using their size against you, restraining you in the middle as they take you apart, dragging his fingers in and out, prolonging your punishment. Both men look at each other, then down a you, coming to the same idea. A sudden jolt of pain rips through you as they bite you, hard, right over their respective marks, restating their claim.

You are their, and everyone must know it.

The other participants attending could probably smell and hear what was happening, König calmly moves high fingers up and down your thigh, moving his hand from your hip to your neglected clit, before removing the glove, following the same method as Ghost, collects some of your slick and moves his fingers towards you ass, entering it without warning, you're unable to move as you take their thick, rough fingers. letting them strech you out.

Once they've deemed you streched and prepped enough, they remove their finger, earning a whimpering moan from, Ghost quickly slaps your clit for it, silently telling you to keep quite, that was for later. You waited with shallow breathes as the sound of your alphas remove themsleves from their pants, the soft sound of precum being spread over their cocks, Ghost collects moreof your slick and spreads it over your back enterance. Slowly you move your hands, wanting to feel them, feel them in your hands, in your mouth, inside you.

That fantasy was short lived as Ghost pins your hand behind you back and you freeze, like prey caught by a predator, "Did you think you'd get away with that?" He husks in your ear, both alphas soak in your whines and you feed you their cocks, inch by inch, until their flush against your skin.

Then they still.

You attempt to move, both laugh down at you, watching you try to bounce on dicks, "We haven't done anything and you are already cockdrunk?" the venom dripping in his voice, so you sit and wait, being used asa cockwarmer.

One deep inside your cunt, the other deep inside you ass.

You've never felt so good, swimming in your combained pheromones and scent, slowly slipping into a complicit mindstate, that's when they move, when one pulls out the other thrusts in, keeping you full and constantly suspended in a blissful and cockdrunk state.

König pulls your head away from his chest once again by your hair, forcing you to take what they're giving you without hiding, all the while Ghost slips his remaining gloved hand over your puffy clit, pinching and rubbing it.

Your soft moans can probably be heard from the party, you're sure of it, but at this point you find it hard to care, the pleasure making you lose the ability to think clearly, focusing on what the alphas are giving you. "Moan for us, pet, scream for us. Let them know who you belong to" Ghosts' heavy accent sctraches something deep in your brain, and you lose yourself completely, moaning louder into the confides of the closet.

"That's our dumb hase, can't even think for herself, Needs her big, strong alphas to protect her" The Austrian man in front of you grunts out.

"Mmm, you're lucky we found you, who knows what'd have happened if someone else got you" The British man behind you growls out.

They talk as if you're not there. Not being pumped full of their cock. Not sandwiched between their bodies, drool slowly running down from the side of your mouth, eyes rolled back into your head as you mutter and mumble incoherently, brain shut off, not register anything. Expect for one word,

Breed.

Numbly you nod your head, trying to beg them to breed you, but nothing but moans leave your mouth, unware of what you just agreed too.

Without warning both men pick up the pace, pounding into you with such aggresive stamina all you can out are squeals and squeaks, you're preety sure you'll be unable to walk after this as another orgasm is pulld from you.

You lost count how mant you've had. 5? 10? The sensitivity and overstimulation is felt through the bond and the alphas litter your neck and shoulders in more bites, you can feel more bruises forming on your hips, waist and thigh, there might be some on your wrists by the end as well. You wonder how'll you be able to walk after, most likely won't without a limp, but all that can be discussed later as another orgasm leaves you at the same time your mates dump another load of their cum into you.

But that doesn't stop them, and before you know it, you're on the edge of another orgasm.

"You want to came? Do you want us to breed you full?"

You're unsure who's speaking but give out a breathy, strained moan in response.

"I think we have fuck her dumb" They laugh at you condition, thrusting back into you, set on completing their mission, to make sure you're packed full of their fertile cum before they leave the event.

Growls, grunts and moans fill the space between as the giant alphas use you for their pleasure, pushing and pulling you in every which direction.

In and out, in and out.

Back and forth, back and forth.

The slaps of your bare skin is muffled agaisnt the fabric of their pants, a painful reminder that you're practiclly exposed while their fully dressed, your lower body tingles from lack of use, you can feel your joints stiffening up. The mixure of fluids between your thighs is in a constant state of uncomfortably dry and sickly wet.

"C'mon you can give us one more, can't you?" The man city alpha breathes out, it feels like a taunt, one you can reply to as the familiar feeling of another orgasm begins to build in your belly, squirming to try and get away from the sensations in all in vein as Ghost presses you impossibly closer to König.

"I- c..can't ple-" you can barely get a full sentance out, to far into the throws of pleasures, "Ja, you can and you will" König grits out, his hips slam into Ghosts' gloved hand that found it's way back to you slit. When did that happen? Thieir tatics effectivly pushing you closer to the edge.

"N-No.. it-" Your orgasms barrels through you without warning, catching you off gaurd, cutting you off as you scream from the intensity of it. The last of your strengh gives out, bringing along the last of your cognitive thoughts with it, leaving you limp and twitching. Both alphas growl, deep grunts as they cum a few moments later, deep inside you, mindlessly fucking it deeper into you to make sure it takes.

Feeling like you're floating as they let you go, gently placing you down back on the ground as they pull out, König keeps you against his torso to prevent you from collapsing, Ghost fetches your discared clothes and helps you get re-dressed, telling you how much their going to pamper you once you get home. König gently picks you up, the feels of sweat anf drying cum is making you uncomfortable, but promises of a warm bubble bath is enough to calm you. He keeps giving sweet words in austrian as you feel your sense return. Ghost leaves back to the main gathering to gather any left behind belongings, not really caring about announcing their leave.

Drifting in and out of sleep, you can faintly hear a few words the British alpha is saying, the awkardness and strained responses from everyone there. They all replied in quick words, all very eagar for the three of you leave. Your cheeks burn red after you hear a well know scottish accent say 'not to wear the bonnie to thin'. Burying yourself back into König again at the realisation as your brain connects the dots. They heard, everyone at the party heard everything.

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chaosandmarigolds · 22 days

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(ahem ahem ahem) Sitting in my lecture and I'm cursed with thoughts so I hope you enjoy 🤍🤍

Husband!Konig (me + masked men= happy) a random complement

Husband!Konig who cannot and will not believe that you're happy with me, hence why he loves the little notes you leave around the house, and why he loves doing the same to do

Husband!Konig who purposefully puts things on the top shelf just cause he can and he likes it when you come to him for help (it mostly backfires when he finds you standing on the counter)

Husband!Konig who didn't let your feet touch the ground for the first twenty four hours of your marriage, don't ask why, he just insisted

Husband!Konig who is scary and big but he will not go correct the coffee order-

"Why is your face like that?" You frown as you look at your husband's disgruntled-looking face as he stares at the small cappciuno cup, almost comical how small it looked in his hands. The same coffee shop you had been going tofor years but there was a new barista, so..

He looks up at you and then shakes his head, hiding his expression behind his words, "Nothing. It's good. Good."

"Ko."

"Mmm?"

"You don't like it."

A small silence.

"Nien, no, I do not."

"Okay, I'll fix it."

"Nein! Nein, nein, no, no she busy-new! she is new, leave her be." his hand went to your wrist as you grabbed the cup and he then very slowly let it go as you glared, and he sunk into the chair as you stood up fully, "Ich liebe dich."

"I know."

(I dunno, tryin somthin new :P )

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aestheticanimegirl15 · 2 months

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I found this on pinterest and it got me thinking.... any one of the cod characters would do this for you, yea maybe some more than others, but each and every single one would still do this. For one, it wasn't easy to become close to them to the point they would consider you a lover, no a long life partner (example; husband, wife, ect) it took a while. So they would do anything for you, after all you managed to get close to them in spite of their closed off ways and their job. For two, they already have lost a lot thanks to either personal reasons or reasons related to their line of work, they are going to make damn sure they are not going to loose you too. Don't matter if they have to burn the world down and rebuild it from scratch to give you that safe, quiet life you always dreamed of they would do it in a heartbeat, the only thing stopping them is that you hadn't given them the ok. But once you do? There is nothing in heaven, hell, or on earth that would stop them besides you.

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undervalentina · 4 months

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Konig x Reader

Enemy’s to lovers nsfw type shit

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konig and y/n had something out for one another, some people guess maybe it’s because they were both competitive in their jobs, and others thought it was childhood enemies shit, but in reality, it was way more than that. Shit started to get worse the more time passes but now Especially when they were in the same friend group it was worse. Each time when their friend group would talk to Y/n, Konig would just stare her down like she was just a small bunny, and Y/n would just roll her eyes at him each time he did that. He would sometimes make some remarks each time she finished talking to the others in the group, whispering in his low voice “Of course” or “Whatever you say” mocking her, making her feel dumb. She turned her face looking up at him (since the high difference) annoyed and embarrassed on her face “the fuck are you trying to say” he looked down at her amused and smirked *you know what I mean bunny* dragging the last word. he knew how much that name teased her. “You bitch” stepping towards him but before she could get closer a few of their friends would intervene grabbing her back “Come on don’t start again you two”. “Let me fucking put him in his place” leaning forward towards him. He chuckled seeing how desperate she was. “You fucking wish bunny” He stare her down one last time before walking off. Their friends released their grip after he walk away “You need to figure this out its getting old now” “yea this shit is getting out of hand” the other friend agreed looking annoyed and crossing his arms. She walks away following Konig .” fuck another fight again” the friend plam his face. The other one signs “I’m too tired to stop them they need to figure it out” looking at his friend “yea you’re right”.

Y/n followed konig where he was entering his key into his door lock. She puts a hand on his shoulder before he can step into his room. “What’s your problem with me?!” he quickly turns facing his body toward her towering over her. She would be lying if she said she wasn’t frightened by his firm figure. She quickly tries to take her hand back from his shoulder. Before she could his hand quickly reached over grabbing her risk and tightening his grip. She quickly shut her eyes “Ah konig let go” she whined, he ignored her then quickly grabbed her other risk and pushed her body against the door locking her risk down on the wall. His body is towering down at body. his eyes looking down at her emotionless. He lean in close and whisper down at her neck “You are the fucking problem whore” Her body shivered from his reply “If I’m a whore why don’t you do something about it” she said coldly trying to push him (mentally). “Gladly” he replied in a whisper suddenly she felt one of his leg pushing up between her legs gap. “konig-g“ his knee now putting pressure in her sweet spot. She bites down on her lip trying not to moan “he continues whispering in her ear teasing her “I’ll show you who’s in charge” he leans in kissing her roughly. His tongue tries to enter but she quickly denies teasing him. He puts more pressure on his knee grinding it on her sweet spot. She moans opening her mouth for a quick second giving him enough time to use his tongue to explore her mouth. The soft moans escaped from her lips, her body feeling vulnerable against his touch she couldn’t help but love how rough he was on her. His hands let go of her risks and started to travel all over her body, one hand groping her breasts another hand traveling behind her neck to her hair. pulling her hair between into his fist. Causing her neck to tilt up. He stopped kissing her lips and started to kiss her exposed neck, still pulling her hair back in a firm grip. he puts more pressure on his knee grinding even harder. her body couldn’t take this euphoric feeling. her hand found its way to his back clawing her nails through his outfit, he softly moans feeling the pressure. His lips kiss her lower and lower giving her red and purple hickeys all over her neck and chest. Her muffled moans try to escape from her close lips. He breaks away from her chest and looks down at her with his cold eyes “I can’t punish you out here let’s take this more private” he whispers. Releasing his grip from her hair and removing his knee between his inner thigh. She whined not feeling the tension “Fine”. He grabs her waist and puts her over his shoulder like she weighs nothing. She gasp at this sudden move “Come on slut” opening the door and stepping in.

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Um tell me if I should continue it orrrr whateverr

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thewritersaddictions · 5 months

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Drabble: Call Of Duty- Body Talk

How might they react to finding out you don't like a part of your body?

John Price Bravo

"Do you think I'm pretty anymore?" You ask your husband of ten years. Price nearly scoffs at you, but when he looks up through your standing mirror, the look on your gives it all away. He can see the sadness behind your eyes and how you look at yourself with disgust in the mirror. "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen, love." He says, standing up to around the bedroom and standing behind you.

There's a bit more pudgness on your thighs, tummy, and even your arms, but you forget you've had two kids, and that comes with it. It also happens with simply aging. "But I don't feel pretty anymore, John. I feel disgusting, and I hate the way my body has become, and no amount of working out or eating right seems to fix it." Your voice is cracking, and Price knows the tears are coming. "Love, you're beautiful. Every day I look at you and wonder how the fuck I managed to be so damn lucky. I don't care about anything other than loving you and our kids." He says it, and he means it with all of his heart.

You let go of a large, heavy sigh. He wraps his arms around you. Your skin is cold in contrast to his warm hands and arms. "Anyways, it gives me more to hold to when I'm makin' love to you, baby," he says with a kiss on your cheek. You giggle finally, the happy noise filtering through the room. "You come here, and let me show you how much I love your body for you?" Price asks, looking at you through the mirror. You'll never be able to deny him.

Simon Riley Ghost

You never break, not in front of your teammates. Never show your true feelings until you are behind closed doors. This time, it had just been too much. In the field, you had been trying to get a family out of Hassan's territory. They had nothing to do with the bullshit going on. Your heart broke when the little girl walked out without her parents or siblings. You had picked her up in a fell swoop and taken her with you. You aren't sure how the hell she managed to escape the fire and collapsing house with nothing less than a mark on her face. She had held onto you for the entire ride back, and it wasn't until you got back to the hideout that you had to give her off to the medic.

Ghost had been watching you the entire time. Your sniffes didn't go unheard by him, so he watched longer. How you nearly ran off to bunks when you had to give the poor girl off to the medic. That's where he found you, in the bunk room, crying your heart out. The knock was not heard, and neither were his footsteps. "Athena," Your sniffles stopped, "yeah, how's the girl?" You ask, "That girl is fine, but how are you?" He asked. The worry was in his voice, and it was directed towards you. "I'm okay." You say, stuffing your emotions back in your chest. "You don't seem like it, love. You seem like you're falling apart." He countered. "I'm just, there's only so much I can do, but the weight is sometimes too much to bear. That girl has no family now. None at all because we… I wasn't able to get there in time." You say your hands on your head.

The silence is hard to tell, but then Ghost speaks. "Here's what you don't know: that girl is alive. Yes, she might not have parents, and she'll go into foster care, but she's alive. All because you grabbed her and pulled her from the fire. That counts for something, Athena." Ghost said as he sat down next to you. "you're allowed to break down; this is a physically and mentally-wearing job, so I'm offering you something. A shoulder to lean on. To cry on, to laugh on, to forget on. Whatever you need." "Thank you, Ghost." You say, "Call me Simon, now let's go check up on that kid, yeah?" He says, reaching out his gloved hand to take

John McTavish Soap

You had literally searched all over the internet about how to get rid of pregnancy stretch marks. The marks at the bottom of your belly where killing you to look at. Not the mention all the other shit you were now dealing with after your pregnancy. The milk pump sometimes worked, and other times it just didn't, which caused you significant discomfort, and then the massive fucking put-together pad you had to wear for the next two weeks. You just felt disgusting, so this added thing was just not needed.

The knock on the bathroom door made you shriek. "Shit, love, I didn't mean to scare you. Just wanted to tell you that baby girl is down." Johnny says as he enters the bathroom. Your hair is wet, and you only wear a pair of panties and a sports bra. Staring at yourself in the mirror. "Love, where are you at right?" The concern is clear in his words. "You can't help but crumble at your husband's soft Scottish accent. "I'm not… my body…" "What about your body?" He asks, obviously worried about you. "I don't like it anymore." His brows furrow together. "What do you mean?" "I'm ugly now, and these fucking stretch marks, and let's not add the other shit on top of it." "Hang on a minute now, sweetness." He says, moving to look in the mirror with you but you look away.

"You grew a whole human being in your body for the last nine months. You grew a fuckin' life. You are the most wonderful thing that happened to me, along with baby girl. I know you're not liking your body right now, but I'm telling you right now, you're still just as beautiful as you were the day I met you as you are now." "But…" "But nothing. You are the mother to our daughter, and I won't have you thinking poorly of yourself." Johnny smiles as he takes your hands together and rubs your ring with his thumb. "Together?" He asks, "Together," You responded.

Köing

"Fuck Liebling, you might be the death of me," Köing says as he shifts on the bed, making room for you to lie down next to him. You were up, grabbing two glasses of water for the both of you. Padding around in a pair of Köings boxers from the drawers and his t-shirt. Nothing was more a beautiful site than you right now in front of him. "Here you go." You stand, handing the glass of water off to him. The afterglow of sex sticking to your body still. He takes it graciously from your hand and rests it on his side table before pulling back the covers and waiting for your return to the bed.

It's hours later; while he's rubbing random shapes into your thighs, he feels something. At first, it doesn't concern him, but then he realizes what they are. Straight-cut lines work themselves up your thigh. How he had never noticed before blew his mind and the thoughts of what the small lines meant. You aren't asleep. Instead, you are catching up on your most recently purchased book. Köing couldn't help himself. "what are these?" He asks. "What is love?" You request not understanding where this line of questioning is going. "These marks on your leg. I can feel them." He says, rubbing gently.

You aren't shy about it. You've had them for years. You ensured they weren't in a spot where someone like your parents could see them. So your thigh was the best place. You bookmark your book before setting it down and pulling the covers off your legs. Köing moves his hand, and you start to explain. "I had really, like, horrible depression when I was a teenager. My family didn't really believe in medication or anything like that, so I didn't know what else to do. Sounds shitty now that I say it out loud since it was so long ago. But that was self-harm because I had no other outlet." You tell Köing, who's eagerly listening to you. "And you haven't done it since?" His words hold concern. "Don't worry about me, baby; I've got my meds, therapist, and you. I'm all good now." You say, trying to push away the sad thoughts that are trailing through your boyfriend's head.

"Don't worry, Schatz, I'll fuck the depression right out of you the next time. No need to cut up this beautiful skin." Köing words make you laugh.

Completed on: 11/16/23

Posted on: 11/20/23

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sukioyakio · 4 months

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KÖÍNG BLURB/drabble (College au)

warning: SMUTT

Koíng being a loser and being tried of having a skinny body,and so he spend his time in the gym in the winter break.

Köíng being more built then before but is still is a loser.When the break was over he didn’t even really notice about the big changes In his body.

He walked into the hallways without caring about the shock faces or whisper in the hallways.He just went to his locker and got his books and went to the classroom.Where he sit in the same spot as he always does—all he cares is his education and of course his video games.

Everyone is talking about him and how much his changed,most of them were saying how he had a glow up.

And then you were one of the ones that Köíng despised;You were the most bratty person if not THE most bratty in the whole college ever.You were always bully him for enjoyment,for your own self stress relief,for fun.He hated how you looked down on him,how you flexed on your wealth on him.You had such an disrespectful mouth that would make him want to shut that mouth with something up.Your attitude was the same with that mouth. All you really needed was a lesson to be…taught.He would be lying if he said you weren’t gorgeous.

You with a big ego didn’t care whether Köíng had a glow up or how much his body changed.To you he will always be the little skinny nobody;the one you love to bully.And that would be your biggest mistake.

You were on the dirty floor of one the unused classroom,the same room you always bully him.And now your on all floors with your ass revealed to Köíng–your painties were somewhere in the room.Köíng was behind you,and your hands tied behind your back.Your is full of tears and ruined by Köíng hands spanking your ass with such intense pressure.

You were an absolute whimpering mess underneath Köíng.Begging him to stop abusing your poor ass.

Predator eyes boring into yours.Another slap towards your ass,As he watches it jiggle due to his impact.Looking at your pretty little pussy,getting wet from his spanking.

You wouldn’t believe how your body love this,how much your body betrayed you in this moment.

“Such a slut-all it took for you to stop being such a brat is some spanking”Köíng says in raspy low voice,enough for you to make you whimper in pain.An chuckle escapes his throat as he continues doing his lesson on you.

“Please-pls pls pls-please I’m sorry..s-Sorry”Your words filled with pleading,making him laugh at your words.Your words mean nothing towards him.

while you pant heavily like a dumb dog in heat, your ass painful from being spanked repetitively. “Such a very hoe-getting very wet from me spanking you.Your practically making an mess out of yourself slut” he says with another slap on your ass,your ass already having an redness from the spanking.

it was useless for you to get out of his trap,you felt something hard and long.You tense up.

“Wait!!no please Köíng-I can’t be fucked by y-you, ”You said with tears rapidly rolling down your faces,as you looked at him with an expression of pleading eyes and somewhat of disgust.Seeing his hard dick laying on top of your ass,and how big it is.

Ignoring your comments.

“Should’ve have been less of an brat towards me,but I’ll make you my perfect little brat for now”he says in an low husky voice as he grab his meatly cock and angle it towards your entrance,and slowly move it in your pussy.You never felt so sketched out and filled before.

Gasping for air,whimpering and panting as you grip the leather material that holds your hands.

Köíng smirks at your movements.It was just his tip inside your wet tight clit,He use one of his huge hands to hold your tied hands and thurst his whole veiny cock inside.And his other hand gripping tightly on your hip.

Thursting in an out of you in a brutal pace.Holding the your hands with a bruise grip.Your moans were mix with his Goans. The way your pussy clenches on his dick like a tight vine. “It like. .your…pussy-grab my dick s’o it can’t leave,such an greedy pussy”Köíng says in your ear his hot breath hit your ears,his breathing could be heard from you.

The sound of skin slapping could be heard,koing hard balls slapping against your sensitive clit.

“Ngh!!- ffuck kKöíng —afhhh ahh”You moaning,your back arches from his brutal pace.You were feeling so much pleasure from his meaty cock,at the same time pain.Feeling very vein of his cock–The way his stupid cock hits your cervix.You tears rolling down more—your pussy wrapping his cock so perfectly.

“M’hat happened to the brat that w‘as so cocky”He says breathlessly chuckling in a deep huzy voice.His pace brutal goes even faster then before if that a possible.

already cockdrunk,getting stupid off of his big dick. you're barely unable to mutter a coherent sentence out. “Köíng-Köíng kk-Köíng!! .. Köíng”You say like a prayer.As you cum around his dick,you show white when you cum,you thought he would slow down but no.

Hips slamming harder and harder into you, the tip of his cock hitting your spongy cervix.

THAT ALL I HAVE AND IT MY FIRST TIME WRITTING SMUTT SOO YEA and I don’t know how to continue this 😭😭

BUT THANKS TO MY pookie @scoobysnakz

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trtlebuns · 10 months

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Who would’ve thought?

Random things about T141 + Alejandro & Köing

Tags: Fluff and cursing (maybe?)

Alejandro Vargas

my man my man my man!!!!

Alejandro HATES!!! Spicy foods, even though he is Mexican and grew up in a Mexican household he CANNOT handle anything spicy

Wakes up at 6:45 everyday

His comfort clothing includes: a tank top or T-shirt with grey joggers and black/socks

He would often cook the meals (very house husband of him)

Hates alcoholic beverages, like he’ll drink them but won’t enjoy them

Favorite color is: Rosewood Pink

Favorite ice cream flavor is strawberry

He doesn’t wear cologne

He takes his skin care VERY serious

When he’s angry or excited he would talk in his native tongue

Will call out of work if his hair isn’t “hairing”

Likes to kiss you on the forehead near your edges

Likes to watch you get dressed

Wants to have a big family

If he could be any cartoon character he would be Milo from fish hooks

Has a tattoo of your initial behind his ear

Köing

Listens to lofi and jazz

A light sleeper

Hates pickles

Wears his mask in public but at home he wears a big sweater with a large hood to hide most of his face (specifically a deep purple sweater)

Likes all of the avengers movies and if one is coming out he would buy tickets in advance (like 3-6 months in advance)

Likes strawberry milk but is severely lactose intolerant

Hates raisins but likes grapes

His comfort outfit would be: at home, a onesie to match yours or if in public ( like he goes out there willingly) would be a hoodie and joggers with crocs

Enjoys putting on his eye makeup while you do your makeup

Still doesn’t know what “beat this face to the gods” mean, even though you only say it when you do your makeup

Is happy with being with you and having a cat or two (or any small animal of your choice)

Prefers to eat ketchup with anything

Likes sardines

Likes to hug you from the back

Favorite color is: Mulberry Purple

He wears your initial as a chain

Has a dad sneeze

GHOST (Simon Riley)

Hates anything super sweet or sweeting in general

Prefers coffee (black) over tea, but would drink it if it’s the only thing around

He likes pumpkin spice lattes (yes he’s a basic bi- brit 🫣)

Secretly adds weapons to you car every time he gets in it

Like why do you have a knife in your cup holder?? How did that get there, you wonder

Orders steak every time you guys eat out anywhere “fancy”

Wears a face mask when he’s out

Your nickname for him is “beady eyed brit”

Only kisses you on the cheek and the temple

He rolls his eyes at everything

“Omg mon, you didn’t have to get me this??” You said happily as you hugged Simon. “I wouldn’t have gotten it, if you didn’t stop pestering me about it” He sighed and rolled his eyes knowing that he would buy you the world if you only mentioned it once

He loves peppermints

He likes to watch you…just do you

You’re in the kitchen? Boom, he’s leaning on the fridge watching you. You’re in the bathroom fixing your hair, Boom, he’s sitting on the toilet seat just staring. You’re walking around talking on the phone? Boom, he’s right there in arms distance listening and watching you. Just watching

He listens to classical music

Comfort fit: anything that’s lying on the floor closest to him or anything that seems comfy to him, could be shorts and a shirt or joggers and topless as long as he’s comfy he don’t care

Prefers to be just with you but wouldn’t mind stretching the family

He likes to skip rocks

He knows how to skateboard

Weirdly obsessed with peanut butter because of the “protein”

Favorite color is: Juniper Green

He goes makeup shopping with you because you need to know what type of eye makeup he wears that lasts through literal war

SOAP (Johnny Mactavish)

Hates coconut flavored anything! It could artificial or down to the real deal he HATES IT

Likes to yell at the tv

Must take a bite of your food, it doesn’t matter if you both have the same thing or not. He needs a bite and his reasoning is “I’m testing for poison”

Get you a man who CARES!

Would rate your burps out of 10

Let’s you paint his nails

He spills the tea and so do you

Johnny bursts through the door, and started you “BIIIIIIITCH!!!” Johnny says as he shakes his head walks towards you, you already know the tea is piping HOT! “Let me tell you what price done said over the phone just now” he says as he props down on the bed and you get into a sitting position “I’m all ears babe” you get ready for the most juiciest information of you life

Likes to pee/shit while you’re in the bathroom (it’s his favorite activity)

He rock climbs for a hobby

Favorite color is: Coin Silver

Always calls and never text in advance that he needs to talk

Comfort outfit: pajama bottoms, bunny slippers, and topless or a tanktop

Likes to sleep in cold temperatures

Tackles you with hugs and kisses whenever he sees you

You’re on the phone trying to pay a bill? Boom, he’s right next to you kissing your head and hugging you from the back. You’re trying to get ready for work? Boom, you’re making out and now you gotta call off work…AGAIN!

Listens to a lot of Megan thee stallion because he heard you playing thot shit

Hates the texture of cottage cheese

He’s a horrible cook and so are you, but you both try your best and end up ordering out

Likes to throw things at you and act as if he had no idea what you’re talking about when you ask if he threw something at you

“Ow, what the fu-“ you say as you scratch your head and look at the ground and see an orange crayon on the floor. You look up and see Johnny at the table with a coloring book and crayons “J did you just throw this at me” you question as you raise the crayon. He looks and you and you look at him… “I have no idea what you’re talking about” he says calmly as he goes back to coloring. You sigh, “then how did this get over here?” You roll your eyes and put your hand on your hip. “It must’ve been already over there” he shrugs while continuing his activity with a small smirk pulling at his lips

Likes to eat haggis ( Scottish bastard )

Knows how to play the flute

He would like to have 3 kids and 2 dogs (specifically a Rottweiler and Doberman)

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kksverse · 9 months

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Huddled

A/N: Hi! I am new to Tumblr and am not really sure how to set up the posts/requests/masterlists, but if you guys enjoy this and want more just comment or message me! Not sure if I like it or not so enjoy!

I also have it posted on AO3 here !

Summary:

When a mission in rural Russia goes south, the team is forced to find shelter to hide from the brutal Russian winter.

Getting sandwiched by 2 big men is no big deal until its König and Ghost

Pairing: Ghost/OFC/Köing

Word Count: 3268

Calina had always had a strong affinity to the moon and everything that surrounds it. She believed that it was because her mother named her after the moon. She would spend nights in the Russian wilderness, a place in which she called home, bathing in the moonlight until eventually her father would find her asleep outside at dusk, cursing her for forgetting her coat and coaxing her into the warmth of her home.

Nights where the moon was at its fullest were Calina’s favorite. That's why when she woke up to her head pounding and her ears ringing, she felt nothing but peace.

The light of the full moon cast down on her face as she took in her surroundings and for the first time since she gained consciousness, felt her body.

Suddenly, she felt the coldness of the snow nipping at her back through her clothes. Pain radiating from every part of her body and her head felt too heavy to pick up from the snow. She felt like screaming, crying, and throwing up all at once.

Because worst of all she remembered. Remembered everything.

Her dad. The militia. The raid. The explosion.

Anger and grief fueled her body as she rose from the ground. Fire burned all around her as the place that held her captive for the past two years burned to the ground along with her captors inside.

For the first time in two years she was outside and had no idea where she was. She didn’t even know if she was still in Russia.

Suddenly a twig snapped behind her, gasping as she turned around with her fists formed in some protective stance. Her heart almost jumped out of her chest as she took in the masked giant in front of her donned in military attire. She wasn’t entirely sure that her punch would even tickle the man but she continued to keep them in front of her.

When König was first informed of the rescue mission in the middle of nowhere during the nastiest winter Russia has seen in 20 years he thought nothing of it. For a man of his size nothing seems to faze him. However, when the chopper dropped them off within the perimeter the intensity of the situation hit him.

“‘Just another mission’ huh big guy?” Soap chitteered towards him as he noticed the change in König’s demeanor.

Ghost huffed beside him, “You should never underestimate the cold. Would rather get hit with 10 bullets before my dick freezes off”

“Wouldn’t want some Russian kid to mistake it for the nose of their snowman would you?” Soap bickered back laughing as Ghost rolled his eyes in response.

“Focus up now, this is an extraction only mission. Remove the girl safely with minimal risk. That means not shooting for the sake of it. After the extraction has been confirmed, meet at the meet up spot and wait for the signal” Price stands at the entrance of the chopper signaling for his team to drop.

The team stealthy drops from the chopper and once they reach the ground static from the comms fill their ears as Price gives them a farewell.

The team rounded the perimeter as they approached the small cottage in the middle of the forest. König didn’t feel right about this extraction and he couldn’t shoulder the feeling as he gave Ghost coverage to the opening of the cottage.

As they breached, König felt uneasy as he didn’t hear Soap come in on the comms confirming entry. Ghost turned back to look at him, giving him a confused look. A loud noise within the cottage made them inch their way inside. The walls were decorated with weapons of all kinds, ranging from international military warfare to underground black market weapons.

Ghost and König suddenly heard Soap's voice yelling in the distance. Before they could even make their way to his side, someone ran right into Ghost's arms knocking him down as he was taken by surprise. König immediately had his weapon drawn at the intruder but quickly lowered it as he confirmed that it was the girl that they were supposed to extract.

She fought against Ghost but as soon as she saw that he was not her kidnapper she quieted down enough for Ghost and König to quickly evacuate the cottage. Running out into the snow they heard gunshots fired from the windows and immediately threw themselves to the ground to shield themselves from the bullets. After it went quiet, König looked towards his teammate to make sure him or the girl were hit but he was surprised to only see Ghost beside him. Looking around he quickly spotted the girl running away from the cottage.

Standing to go after her, he was immediately taken down again by a hot blast behind him. That's when he knew he was absolutely fucked.

“не двигайся! кто ты?” Calina’s hot breath turned into frost as she confronted the man.

“My name is König. I was a part of the mission designed to extract you” An accented voice replied.

Calina felt goosebumps crawl up her arms as he spoke and she did everything to convince herself that it was the Russian winter and not the deepness of his voice.

“How do I know if you’re telling the truth?” Calina’s arms are still raised in front of her in a protective stance weary of König.

König said nothing but instead reached into his tactical vest pulling out a gold necklace. Calina's heart dropped as she recognized the necklace that her mother would always wear before she passed away. Her father always kept it on his person like it was the most important thing in the world. Dropping her hands to her side, König stepped forward and dropped the necklace into the palm of her hand. Calina tried not to let the memories of her father resurface to prevent embarrassing herself in front of some man she didn't even know.

Suddenly, she felt hands around her waist as König pulled her behind him with his gun pointed into the darkness of the woods. Calina held in a breath as she tried to look around König's back to see what the threat was. If her kidnappers survived the explosion and were coming back for her. A chill ran down her spine at the thought of going back.

"Friendly!" Another masked man appeared from the forest, he wasn't as big as König but he still towered over her. She could tell from the uniform and the way that König's body relaxed against her that König knew this man.

"Ghost what the hell. I could've shot you" The man named Ghost stepped closer to them and she realized that he had on a different kind of baclava on than König. Where König's was a blank material Ghost had a skull painted on the front of it.

"Have you made any communication?" Ghost questioned his teammate.

"I tried the line but got no response. The comms must be down. The area is clear I haven't spotted anyone else, we would have to get to higher ground" Both König and Ghost glanced up the mountain beside them. Calina followed their gaze, growing up the mountains were forbidden during the winter. The fresh snow was harder and more dangerous to climb than compacted snow, making those who do climb the mountain idiotic in the face of the elders. Calina could hear her Babushka warn her about the dangers of the winters and honestly she didn't know what her Babushka would do in this situation but she knows what she would do. What she has to do.

"We should go up that path" Calina poked out from behind König to gesture to the trail underneath the thick trees. Ghost looked surprised at her appearance and looked to König but König must've said it all with a look because he didn't otherwise say anything.

"As you say, I will lead the way. Stay close"

Calina couldn’t describe why being surrounded by two giants of men lit a fire in her stomach rather than make her scared. Pushing the thought off to the lack of human contact and touch within the last two years she tried to ignore the feeling of Ghost against her back following her up the mountain with König in front of her blocking the downward wind.

However, the three of them stop suddenly as they hear a huge crack in the earth. Like it was the call of her people, Calina knew instantly what it meant and grabbed König in front of her, throwing him back onto a rock beside them.

“Avalanche!” Calina yelled to Ghost behind her as she reached to pull him to safety but instead of finding him standing behind her he had lost his footing and was fighting against the loose snow.

Calina hurriedly reached down to grab his hand but as they connected hands she quickly realized that she was not strong enough to hold onto his body weight against the pull of the avalanche and she was quickly pulled forward against the rock at the added weight.

Bracing for the coldness of the snow, she was surprised at the sudden heat against her entire body. Blood rushed to her cheeks as she realized that König was practically laying on top of her body reaching for his team mate and preventing her from falling into the avalanche. Pure muscles worked above her as König pulled Ghost onto the rock. Trying to calm the fire in her stomach, she rolled out from under König after Ghost was pulled to safety.

“You got quick reflexes,” Ghost said to her as he brushed off the snow from the layers of tactical wear.

“I grew up in these woods, it was mostly muscle memory” Calina avoided looking into their eyes trying to calm her beating heart.

“Either way you saved our lives. We are in your debt” König looked at her in a way that made her want to combust. She hated how seductive that sounded and she absolutely loathed the way Ghost was staring at her like he could read her mind.

Not trusting her voice she quickly stood up, instantly feeling a rush of ice cold air on her face. Coldness seeped into her bones from the lack of protective clothing. The light jacket and linen pants did next to nothing at keeping her warm and as the adrenaline in her body wore off the more she was being affected by it.

Ghost noticed her body shaking from the cold and the strong urge to protect her almost knocked him off his feet. He tried to remind himself that she is a part of their extraction and nothing else but the way that her scent carries over to him as the wind goes through her hair and the feel of her body pressed against him as she unconsciously goes behind him to block herself from the wind makes him want to abandon all sense of control.

However, he realized that he wasn’t the only one feeling that way as he looked at his teammate finding a similar light in his eyes as he remained locked on the woman cowardly behind him.

Shaking off the thought, Ghost searches out in the distance for any form of shelter to get her, them, out of this weather. Looking through his NVG’s he finds a small shed located half a mile away. It looked small for the three of them but it would have to work.

“There is shelter to get through the night, just half a mile north” König nods to Ghost to lead that way allowing Calina to get in between them once more.

Calina tried to calm her shivering offering the thought of persevering for half a mile and then she could be warm. But she knew that to be unlikely, the only shelter she can imagine in such an isolated place is not livable. Meaning she will not be sleeping in a bed nor among thick blankets she doubted they would even be able to light a fire, the realization of that almost sent her to tears.

She trained her eyes on the back of Ghost, noticing his body also being affected by the cold. His body visibly vibrated from shivering, his arms stretched across his chest trying to preserve body heat. Calina quickly sobered up from the cold and realized that these men were not born and raised through Russia’s winter. Her body and blood was born for these mountains. The softness of her body was made to combat these temperatures.

However, these men were made of pure muscle and none of the softness that kept her somewhat warm. By the time they reached the shed the toughest members of the 141 were broken down into two trembling masses. Calina quickly rushed towards the door of the shed and pulled it open against the wind. Ghost and König shuffled in while she closed the door making sure no wind could creep in.

König had never felt so cold in his life. He could feel it in his blood clinging to his bone. It was embarrassing that he couldn’t stop shaking. His hands vibrated against him as he stood on wobbly knees.

He has crossed the most dangerous of organizations, the deadliest of humans, and yet this night the cold will finish him off.

It was humbling to say the least, to watch a woman that has experienced nothing but solitude and isolation amongst her own fathers murderers for the last two years was handling this better than him. He and Ghost watched as she searched the shed for any blankets or extra clothes, though they doubted they would fit either man.

Tears were forming in Calina’s eyes as she pulled a thick soft blanket from under a box. She could almost laugh as she realized that she would be able to survive through the night. For the first time that night she was finally able to relax and for the first time in two years she was able to sleep knowing she was safe. Turning to Ghost and König, she held the blanket in front of her proudly as a way to show them that they were probably not going to die tonight. Suddenly all thoughts left her brain as she finally realized the situation in front of her.

She would have to sleep with them. In this small shed. Sharing one blanket.

A familiar heat arose in her stomach at the thought of being sandwiched between these giants. A moan almost escaped her as she could imagine the warmth of being between them.

Sometime in between the time of entering the shed to her finding the blanket, Ghost and König had both removed their wet clothes leaving them both in long pants that were under their uniform. Both males were shirtless and for the first time Calina realized that she could see their faces.

Her mouth remained open as her eyes filtered between the two of them. They were devastatingly handsome in a roguish way that she expected. As she moved towards them she realized the height difference felt much more as they towered over her.

“You should remove your clothes” König’s voice rattled.

Looking down at her clothes she noticed that the bottom of her pants and top were soaked from the avalanche and being pressed against the snowy rock.

She refused to remember the feeling of being pinned by König.

“Don’t fear you can trust us. You will get sick if you sleep in those wet clothes, liebling” König’s voice was gentle as he grabbed the blanket. Ghost quickly gathered some hay from the corner to soften the cold hard ground beneath them. König handed Ghost the blanket as he settled on the hay waiting for Calina and König.

König was gentle in helping Calina out of her shirt and pants. He didn’t miss the way she covered her belly or chest after getting out of her wet clothes and König didn’t miss the way his heart squeezed against his chest at the sight of her.

Calina’s heart was beating fast as she felt ghosts of König’s fingertips against her body. She tried to not feel embarrassed about her body as more of it became revealed. She definitely tried not to think of running back out in the storm when she realized that she didn’t have a bra on. She faced König and Ghost bare chested and was surprised when she wasn’t met with total disgust.

Instead, König looked at her with a hunger and awe in his eyes while Ghost just looked like he wanted to devour her. Their attention almost made her feel warm but a sudden gust of wind knocked against the house making the shed feel like an ice box. A violent shiver racked through her as König held out his hand gesturing to the makeshift bed of hay that Ghost was occupying.

Calina settled on the floor facing Ghost leaving some room between them. However, that served no purpose as König squeezed in beside her pushing her body flush to the front of Ghost while König was pressed against her back. Warmth immediately seeped into the three of them as König covered them with the thick blanket that thankful was big enough to cover all of them.

A silence filled the air as Calina was trying not to freak out at being sandwiched between two of the hottest giants she has ever come across. She could feel the ripple of their muscles as they both shuffled to make themselves more comfortable in such a limited space. She remained as stiff as a board as they adjusted themselves hoping that they can’t feel her body in such an intimate space.

A warm arm stretched out behind her and tightly wrapped around her torso pulling her snuggly the hard chest behind her. She let out a gasp at the feeling of being pressed to every inch of König’s body, trying not to think of what König thinks of the skin beneath his hands.

Ghost watched as Calina blushed at the feeling of being held in such an intimate way. He wondered how long it had been since someone held her like this, since someone cared for her. Reaching his hand out, he ghosted his fingertips across her hairline down to her brows. She was looking at him so softly it made his heart squeeze beneath his chest. He could feel her chest rising and falling against his own and tried to not think about the way that it affected him.

Nearly impossible to get closer, Ghost gently grabbed her arm that was pressed against his chest and guided it around his waist. He could feel her hesitate before she completely melted against him. She nuzzled her head into his chest and wrapped her leg over his own. The thoughts in his head were going static but he ignored them as he leaned down to press a smile against her hairline.

Calina was absolutely buzzing from the attention, she felt absolute warmth rush through her body and sit in her chest. A smile permanently etched on her face as she felt the pull of sleep.

Ghost and König watched as she fell asleep and went limp in their arms, their hearts fluttering when they saw the smile that she held in her sleep. Neither looked at each other but both knew they were thinking the same thoughts.

Saving the conversation for another day, they followed Calina into the depths of sleep.

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