A Price to Pay For
John Price X Elvira Wolff
Summary: Elvira Wolff AKA "The Wolff" Is the arms dealer of the TF141 Mafia. The love she had for John Price was strong, and even then... Love is a dangerous business in the Mafia. A Price to pay for.
Cw: unprotected sex, swearing
And what will you call this Gang?
141.
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The Task Force 141 Mafia gang plagued the streets of England, America, Mexico, Netherlands, Spain, Germany and many other countries. Making a name for themselves wherever they went, the many connections behind their backs proving they were indeed unstoppable. One of them being the Los Vaqueros Mafia. The big boss of 141, the dishonourably discharged Captain John Price. A good fighter, one who wouldn't hesitate to even take a life if necessary. The one who broke all the rules. The following members of his gang included… Johnny "Soap" MacTavish, Simon "Ghost" Riley, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick. And a new addition… Their arms dealer who dubbed the name "The Wolff." As her Codename.
Nothing is known about The Wolff, other than that 'she's such a doll.' As Price would say; Giving them every weapon she had in her inventory, and putting in a little extra out of her own generosity. Elvira spent most of her time creating weapons, modifying them and giving them to the Task Force gang for their little dangerous acts. Elvira didn't care what they were up to, along as her name wasn't involved. For she forever remained in the shadows— Always having their backs whenever it was necessary. As of now, she works for the Gang and willingly wanted to work for them for a while now. Price recognised her bright talents, and it wasn't long before she was hired into the gang as their arms dealer.
The next day Elvira gave them a large delivery of guns at the gang's doorstep, it was her way of saying thank you when they hired her. It made her happy to see Soap, Gaz and Ghost wanted to play with their new toys with such a rush at the firing range. It did make her chuckle a little, never seen anyone so excited to try out guns before, normally her old connectors gave her a nod and just walked away. Bag in hand. But this felt more lively… More fun. She watched the others use the guns while her and Price stood on the sidelines, drinking while observing them.
She's only been employed with them for a couple of months now, soon it would be close to a year. Everything was going pretty smoothly so far, for once Elvira was satisfied with what she was doing. It was rare that she ever felt like this, but for once… She felt proud of herself. Happy to be in this current moment of life, despite the dangers in a life like this. Occasionally she had to house the gang. But Elvira didn't mind too much, apart from her own set of workers she was alone for 99% of the time. Even some of them had her own set of families, wives, children… Elvira had none of that. That came with a price in this line of work, as long as her workers were careful. Elvira didn't care. But there's been one thing that was always on her mind… John Price.
Oh she hid her feelings well— Pretending everything was normal, but it wasn't. She was in love, deeply in love with him. Elvira wasn't sure if she could hide it anymore, she heard Price say a couple of times he couldn't risk a relationship. Too dangerous. It did make Elvira feel bitter whenever he spoke about it, but how could he know if she had never told him anything in the first place? It frustrated her. Damn it all.
Sometimes Gaz would tease Price that he had a soft spot for Elvira, I mean who wouldn't. Elvira was perfect in every way, many tried to woo her but had been unsuccessful thus far. She played the excuse that too much was on her plate right now, and doesn't have enough time for such affairs. Which was a lie. Soap and Ghost also began to catch on as well, it was quite obvious at this point… Especially when Price always invited Elvira for drinks at the end of the month.
Despite all of the teasing Price relieved from his colleagues, he would simply brush it off muttering:
"Piss off, you muppets."
In the most lighthearted way possible. A grumble from his beard and going back to work, leaving the other three chuckling to themselves.
Price invited her to his house on a Friday night for a couple of drinks, Elvira made sure she was dressed for the occasion. Wearing her trench coat, her black turtleneck neck, black jeans and boots to match her look. Elvira wasn't too keen on make-up, keeping her hair down freely as she drove to Price's house. Having drinks was their thing they'd always do after a successful month of working together. And as thanks for her loyalty to the Task Force, Price always gave her a big pay as well in an envelope for her efforts. Elvira felt more nervous than she usually did, normally she'd remain as her causal self… Composed, on her guard and nonchalant as ever. But the anxiety was overwhelming her. Mainly because she was mentally preparing herself to finally confess her feelings for him. She couldn't do this any more, it was rotting her brain away like anything. As long as she doesn't mess up, she'll be fine.
"I'm so glad you came Elvira, take a seat." Price greeted her with a smile. Watching her being escorted by his butler into the living room he departed and Elvira took her seat near Price.
It didn't help the fact that Price was wearing a black and red three piece suit, her main weakness with him. God her legs almost went jelly every time she saw him wear that suit, no. She had to pay attention. Elvira needed to remain professional with him.
"You know I wouldn't miss it for the world." Elvira would say sitting down next to Price, still leaving some space in between them. 'Just act natural, and all will be fine.' She would say to herself.
Price handed her a glass of Scotch, before pouring himself another one. "And as for your undying loyalty..." He hummed softly, he went through his pocket and handed out an envelope with money inside. Handing it over to her with a bearded smile.
"Danke Price, I appreciate it." Elvira took the envelope, and took a sip of her Scotch. Leaving her drink aside and putting the envelope in the pocket of her Coat. Taking it off her shoulders, she left it aside, before turning to him. "Your new delivery of guns will be with you tomorrow afternoon or early evening, I just need to finish up a few things. Then they're all yours."
"You never disappoint dear…" Price stared at her momentarily before taking a sip of his Scotch, placing it down on the coaster. "Feel free to smoke in here as well."
"Appreciate it." Elvira took the chance to take her cigarette out, lighting it up with her lighter. Price too got out one of his finest Cuban Cigars, Elvira lighting it up for him.
"You're a good girl, I trust you with my life." Price mused to her, he exhaled the smoke. "You're the reason why we've been so successful lately, which is why I've put an extra tip." He winked at her.
"You're too kind." Elvira smiled weakly, and even blushed slightly at the praise. She took a sip of her drink, feeling the burning sensation run down her throat. "I'm glad I can help you all." She said.
"Hm, before I forget." Price escaped the smoke from the Cigar, before leaning back on the chair. "Saw one of your workers with a woman and a child, thought you should know."
"Oh, you're talking about Vincent? Ja, that's his wife and child…" Elvira nodded to his question. "They've been together for a while now."
"You allow them to get into relationships?" Price poured himself another glass of Scotch, and one for Elvira too.
"I suppose… It's their life, and with what I pay them. They can retire now if they ever wanted to, but they choose not to. And… My place is like a warehouse, they're just like any other man, with a normal job. Providing their loved ones." Elvira explained, finishing her cigarette, and putting it in the Ashtray.
"But it's also dangerous. What if a rivalry mob comes across one of your workers, what then? Falling in love in this life is a dangerous business, love." Price reminded her, while he too was pushing down the feelings he had for Elvira.
"They know how to defend themselves, John. And if they make a mess of it… I'll just clean it up without question." Elvira shrugged, the opportunity to tell Price her feelings dwindled by the minute.
There was a moment of silence, a calm kind of silence that both enjoyed. Soon they quickly changed the subject and had dinner together before resuming to drink the many more bottles of alcohol, after a while both of them got drunk. Elvira couldn't think straight, hell, this might be her only chance to pull her move towards Price.
"You make me feel weak. You know that right?" Elvira finally professed looking at Price, finishing her class placing it on the table.
"Hm, weak how love?" Price spoke gruffly, he then finished his drink. Placing the empty glass down, and when Elvira offered him more. He politely declined.
"That three piece suit you always wear, what you're wearing now. Black and red… It matches you perfectly." Her eyes darted away staring down his suit. "You're so handsome."
"I can make you feel weaker than this…" Price leaned forward placing his hand on her chin gently, his beard tickling her lips as he planted a tender kiss.
Elvira melted when she felt their lips pressed together, she closed her eyes and kissed him back. Without hesitation he used the chance to kiss her with his tongue, gradually pulling Elvira closer to his body and settling her down on his lap.
Momentarily he pulled away so both of them could catch a breath, Elvira felt the blush heating up her cheeks. Her heart beating faster, it was finally happening. She almost couldn't believe it.
"You're a good kisser love." Price complimented her, he leaned forward and began to kiss her neck. Finding her sweet spot, he licked, sucked and bit her sensitive skin placing all hickies upon her neck. His hands messed with the fabric of her Turtleneck, pulling it over her head and putting it down on the ground.
Elvira shuddered at the feeling of his hands running up her stomach. The chill running down her spine, he fumbled with the bra strap getting it off freely. She groaned softly when he began to fondle her breasts with his large hands, pinching sucking and liking. Giving both of then the same amount of attention. The bulge increasing in his trousers each second.
"Fuck… You're so tender and hard for me…" Price praised her, he used the chance to take off the rest of her clothes. Once again leaving them on the floor, leaving her in her knickers. "Undress me." He ordered her.
"Of course…" Elvira happily obliged, getting off of him, starting to work on taking his clothes off of his body. Bit by bit the fabric came off, leaving them on the floor too without a care in the world.
By now Price was only in his boxers, the bulge easily visible. He was aching, he wanted her, he wanted all of her.
"Fuck…" Price mumbled, he put her down on the sofa once, and got on his knees. Putting her legs over his shoulders, he bit the fabric of her knickers pulling them down with his teeth. Taking off her legs, his hand resting at her inner thigh. He caressed it gently. "You're so wet for me sweetheart, so desperate for me already…" He leaned in and began to eat her out with his tongue, tasting all of her sweet juices. Gripping onto her thighs.
Elvira moaned suddenly at the sensation. "John…" She whispered softly, closing her eyes feeling his tongue inside of her gripping onto his hair.
Price continued to eat her out, rubbing her clit too. Her sweet and tender moans filling his ears, it wasn't long before he pulled away licking his lips. "You taste divine." He chuckled.
"I want you… I want you already, fuck…" Elvira begged to him, Price took off his boxers, feeling the relief he sighed in pleasure rubbing himself looking at Elvira.
"Good girl…" He mumbled, lifting her up in his arms before settling back down on the sofa putting her on top of him. Getting her into position. "Ride me, show me how much of a good girl you are…"
Elvira blushed at the praise and she put her hands on his shoulders, sitting herself down, all the while Price guided her too, settling her down on his cock groaning when he entered inside of her.
"Fuck… You're so fuckin' tight." Price groaned in pleasure at the sensation, he had to contain himself to not move immediately. He wanted her to get used to his size. Elvira too moaned at the sensation, and mostly the pain too.
Price slowly began to guide her hips, and Elvira started to follow his guide. Getting used to the moment, it wasn't long before all the pain got washed away and turned into pleasure.
"Scheisse…" Elvira moaned as she continued on her movements, Price moaned watching her bounce up and down. He spanked her arse, before helping her with the rhythm again.
"Fuckin' shit…" Price huffed. "That's it…" He moaned in pleasure, his mind was clouded, he couldn't think straight at all. He gently pulled her out of him and lifted her up in his arms, wrapping her legs around the curve of his arse. He pinned her back to the corner of the wall of his living room rubbing against her.
"Look at you, you can barely think straight… You like my cock don't you?" He inserted his cock back inside of her and began thrusting.
Elvira winced when he pulled out of her, feeling her back hit the cold wall. She moaned at the sensation of his cock being rubbed against her. "Bitte…" She begged to him with a whisper, her moans becoming more frequent with each thrust he gave her.
Price became rougher at each rate, he kissed her lips, moving the kiss down her neck. "Good girl…" He grunted with each thrust closing his eyes. The strands of his hair falling down his face, he felt her walls tighten around his cock making him moan. "Say my name."
"John…" Elvira managed to say, her mind was too clouded, she was overestimated and could barely think straight. She laid her head back against the wall.
"Louder." Price demanded with authority, he squeezed her arse and continued to thrust inside her. "So everyone can hear."
"John!" Elvira said it more loudly this time, from there Price was satisfied at her vocalness making him chuckle. "I'm so close doll… So fuckin' close." He gave a few more thrusts inside of her before he cums inside of her groaning in pleasure.
"J..Ja me too…" Elvira nodded a little, closing her eyes tightly, she was on the edge of her orgasm. The last few powerful thrusts Price gave her, made her release her orgasm and she cums on his cock.
Price laid his head against hers catching his breath, still holding her in his arms. He soon pulled out of her gently, and carried her to the sofa, sitting down. He used his collared shirt and gently wiped her, before wiping himself and kissed her forehead.
Elvira took the time to catch her breath too, keeping her arms wrapped around Price's broad shoulders. She felt a fabric against her body. Opening her eyes seeing Price cleaning her, and himself.
Price tenderly placed a kiss on her head. "You alright, love?" He asked her softly, Elvira only nodded, kissing him back. Drinking the last bit of Scotch in the bottle to hydrate himself, and to hydrate Elvira too.
Elvira drank the Scotch and cleared her throat a little, Price placed the empty glass bottle down. And the two settled down on the sofa together. Price was too tired to even go to the bedroom.
"I love you…" Elvira mumbled tiredly to Price, finally confessing her feelings to him before contently falling asleep in his arms.
Price smiled softly, holding her in his arms. "I love you too…" He kissed her head and the two fell asleep on the sofa together.
In the morning Elvira woke up in Price's bed, at some point in the early morning he woke up and carried her to bed with him and fell asleep again before he got up himself. It was around 9:00am. Elvira's clothes were left aside for her, she rubbed her eyes groaning in pain. Her legs felt tense, sore. She managed to get herself out of bed, despite her legs feeling wobbly like jelly. She managed to have a shower, brush her teeth and get dressed for the day.
Elvira eventually found Price in the Dining room, and once again… He was wearing that three piece suit. Breakfast was ready along with some coffee. Price looked up to see Elvira and smiled softly.
"Good morning sleepy head, there's breakfast for you, you should eat." He advised her before he began to eat himself.
"Guten Morgen." Elvira smiled and she sat herself down near Price, she was collecting her thoughts as she ate breakfast. Last night… Did they really?
Price didn't mind the silence, he too was in his own thoughts. As much as he had fun last night, he knew deep down in his heart. He loved Elvira so much. But it was too risky.
"About last night." The two spoke in sync, but they ended up laughing as they did that.
"You go first." Price insisted as he smiled at her.
Elvira smiled a little at him, before she sighed softly. "John… I love you, I've loved you for a long time. And I've never found the right time, opportunity to tell you either…" She explained softly to him, she kept her eyes focused on him. Now that both of them were sober and coherent, it was the time to speak about their feelings finally.
"...And I love you too Elvira, I love you a lot. I've loved you for a while now." Price confessed, but a sigh escaped his lips. "But, this line of work. Elvira… It's far too dangerous, we can't be together… I'm sorry." He said to her softly, he hoped she'd understand. Price loved her a lot, and the least he could do was protect her, if anyone found out they were together. She would be an easy target.
Elvira stayed silent and listened to him, she half expected him to say that or hell… Damn it all and be together anyways, noticing she stayed silent for too long. She nodded in understandment. "Of course, you're right…" She replied softly, she bit her tongue to keep her emotions at bay. She already felt her heart sank because of it.
"I didn't hate what we did last night, I loved it. I loved it a lot, but… If anyone found out about us, you'd be an easy target." Price frowned softly, he felt bad he really did. But he wanted to keep her safe. "I just want to remain as friends, and colleagues ... Is that okay?"
Elvira nodded. "I loved it too, and that's true… Guess it's better off that way." She agreed, the rest of breakfast was a little awkward after that. She felt incredibly numb, close to crying. Yet she wouldn't dare to cry in front of him. Shortly after Elvira prepared her things to leave his home.
"You'll come back this afternoon right, with the weapons, yes? Like you promised?" Price looked down at her a little, he kept the door open for her.
"Ja of course… I'll be back here at 3 o'clock." Elvira nodded as she smiled weakly, almost feeling her lip trembling already. "See you later John…" She turned to walk to her car.
"Bye, love…" Price watched her walk to her car, he waited until she drove off before closing the door. He turned to see Gaz, Soap and Ghost staring at him. Seemingly displeased at their boss' action. "What, don't start you three." He said seriously before walking away, to go work in his office.
Elvira felt numb driving home. Hell even robotic almost, still trying to keep herself together. Just so she could drive home safely, a few sniffles here and there. She soon got home without any problems, luckily there wasn't any traffic. She closed the door of her home, leaning against her door and felt the tears streaming down her eyes. "Damn it…" She sighed trying to take a deep breath, but she couldn't help it. She finally burst into tears.
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[ Pt.2 ]
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— being mafia!tf141's assistant.
warnings : possessive, yandere behavior. fem reader.
a/n : i've never written mafia before? i hope this makes sense?? i plan to write four different parts for each of them individually!
— in all honesty, your relations with the mafia were completely accidental. you were a naive young woman in search of work. being some rich guy's assistant sounded easy enough. you did find it a little funny how there was no traditional interview process, just a bunch of slightly sketchy paperwork sent your way. luckily for you, you got the job!
— you were told an address, so you showed up. it turned out to be a massive house, which was even more shady. as you stood outside the door, a little too frightened to knock, you realized how sketchy it all was.
as you were lost in thought, the door swung open, revealing a muscular, shirtless man. he was only adorned in a pair of black boxers, he looked slightly peeved.
"who the fuck are you?" he acknowledged you after eyeing you up and down.
your eyes gazed on his firm chest due to how he nearly towered over you with his height. "i'm the new assistant.." you practically squeaked back at him.
the man grinned suddenly, his demeanor changing. "come in," he stepped aside, allowing you inside their home.
— the place was slightly cluttered as he showed you around, he introduced himself as soap. you assumed, or rather, hoped, it was a nickname. soap was immediately very touchy feely with you, slinging his arm around your waist or shoulder, running his large hand down the small of your back, stopping at your hips.
— soap showed you what your jobs were, things such as cleaning, cooking and basically whatever one of the men needed at the moment. he told you about the three other men, gaz, ghost and price. from what you gathered; they ran some kind of business. every mention of it was vague, yet you picked up that price was the 'boss' of sorts.
— after a lot of chatter, soap left your side and allowed you to work. the next man you met was just coming home, he was dressed fancily, seeming to be in a rush. he was quiet and polite, taking the time to introduce himself. gaz. soap hadn't said much about him.
— gaz was a sweetheart to you, asking you questions about yourself, apologizing for the slight mess in their home. you were excited to work for the two; both seemed pleasant to be around.
— the first two weeks of your job went by smoothly, soap and gaz would often lounge in whatever room you were in, chatting mindlessly to you. you would even say you bonded with the two.
— soap adored how good of an assistant you were. he loved eating your cooking, how you always made sure he liked your efforts. you were so obedient. so perfect for him.
— gaz had grown attached to your pretty little voice. you were so polite. he found it so cute how naive you were, how you never questioned what he did for work. he had a petname for you, ‘gorgeous’. with how much he called you it, you wondered if he even knew your real name.
— when price and ghost returned from their ‘business’, they were both relived to finally have some help. they showed it in different ways.
— at the start, ghost basically ignored you. his skull mask frightened you anyway. he only spoke to you to give you commands, yet over time, your charm grew on him. still, he wasn’t very talkative. he’d request your silent company. something to make him feel less alone.
— price, the boss, was very dominating. he appreciated your hard work, which soap and gaz had told him about. price thought you were adorable as a small animal. something to be protected and pet. every morning when you first got to work, you would make his tea for him. these slowly became his favorite moments.
— the longer you worked for them, the more mysterious they all became. they were vague whenever you hinted at your curiosity. you decided not to pry.
— you were unaware how possessive they’d all became. how they vied for you and yours affections. when price practically demanded you work longer hours, you just assumed you were a super good assistant.
— the four men became obsessive over you after only a few months. your life had gotten.. complicated ever since. especially when you learned what they really did.
masterlist.
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— masterlist!
— call of duty !
simon 'ghost' riley !
being simon riley's housewife!
being simon riley’s housewife: your pregnancy!
tf141 on valentine's day!
stalker simon riley!
- kidnapper simon riley.
being mafia!tf141's assistant.
- being mafia!tf141’s assistant: ghost.
clingy simon riley headcanons.
ghost reacting to reader’s pheromone perfume.
would this yandere kill for you?
breeding drabble.
seeing his face for the first time.
horny husband simon oneshot.
cuteness aggression.
reacting to your tongue piercing.
tf141 fighting over you.
reacting to your spinal tattoo.
comforting pregnant reader.
cooking for ghost.
könig !
yandere sugar daddy könig!
being könig’s personal assistant!
- being könig's personal assistant: acting up!
- being könig’s personal assistant: trying to quit.
könig helping anxious!reader.
cuteness aggression.
reacting to your tongue piercing.
john price !
yandere john price!
tf141 on valentine's day!
being mafia!tf141's assistant.
would this yandere kill for you?
growing older with john price.
- growing older with john price; smut.
reacting to your tongue piercing.
tf141 fighting over you.
reacting to your spinal tattoo.
threesome with laswell.
price with shy partner.
johnny 'soap' mactavish !
silly headcanon!
tf141 on valentine's day!
being mafia!tf141's assistant.
would this yandere kill for you?
neighbor johnny smut drabble.
reacting to your tongue piercing.
tf141 fighting over you.
reacting to your spinal tattoo.
kyle 'gaz' garrick !
tf141 on valentine's day!
being mafia!tf141's assistant.
first time with boyfriend gaz.
would this yandere kill for you?
boyfriend gaz who accidentally got you pregnant.
gaz with milf!reader.
reacting to your tongue piercing.
protective husband gaz.
tf141 fighting over you.
reacting to your spinal tattoo.
phillip graves !
would this yandere kill for you?
misogynist phillip graves.
yandere phillip graves headcanons.
sugar daddy graves.
cuteness aggression.
cowboy graves.
reacting to your tongue piercing.
alejandro vargas !
alejandro and rudy sharing you.
yandere alejandro headcanons.
reacting to your tongue piercing.
rudy parra !
alejandro and rudy sharing you.
kate laswell !
threesome with price.
— red dead redemption 2!
arthur morgan !
arthur giving you flowers.
arthur with shy!fem!reader with an accent.
arthur confessing his feelings.
yandere arthur morgan.
leaving yandere arthur morgan.
platonic!father figure arthur with orphan reader.
— genshin impact !
diluc !
genshin men yandere headcanons!
genshin mens kinks!
yandere husband diluc headcanons.
trying to divorce yandere diluc.
tartaglia !
genshin men yandere headcanons!
genshin mens kinks!
finding out about yandere childe.
zhongli !
genshin men yandere headcanons!
arataki itto !
pervert arataki itto!
kazuha !
yandere kazuha headcanons.
thoma !
sub thoma drabble!
wanderer !
genshin mens kinks!
kaeya !
genshin mens kinks!
neuvillette !
genshin mens kinks!
wriothesley !
genshin mens kinks!
dottore !
dottore punishment headcanon!
aether !
yandere abyss aether headcanons.
venti !
platonic yandere venti.
hu tao !
platonic yandere hu tao.
kokomi !
platonic yandere kokomi.
thank you for reading! read this if you’d like to make a request. :) i do intend to write a lot more.
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