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multi-fandom-imagine · 1 year

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Hello, love your work BTW 💕💕 if it's okai could I please request a drabble for Simon (ghost) where he's injured or sick and f!reader (also on the taskforce) takes care of him and he accidentally calls her 'wife material' 🙏💕 hope you have a great day 💖

A/n: this is just too cute

It was hard to imagine someone like Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley could ever get sick. It just did not seem like something that was plausible. But here you world by the side of a very sick Ghost. Grabbing your medical bag you grabbed the chair pulling it to be by his side.

Grabbing the thermometer you held it to the man’s lips. “Open wide.” The man’s mask was long abandoned and it was hard not to stare in his brown eyes, it was hard to pull your gaze away.

Trying his best not to nod off, Simon gave you a lazy smirk as if he just didn’t spend the last ten minutes throwing up wherever food he ate. “You are such a wonderful doctor.”

Shaking you head you gave him a smile shoving the device in his mouth before he could say anything else.

“Why thank you Simon.”

Frowning you kept your gaze glued to the ground waiting for the thermometer to go off. Once you heard the beeping you slipped it out of his mouth, the man quickly going into a coughing fit.

“Well I was right, you have a feaver. This is why you wear more layers Simon when you head out on a mission in a state where it’s two fucking degrees.”

Shaking your head you placed the back of your hand to his head. Heat radiating off of him, pulling back you grabbed the medicine he needed then put it to his lip then grabbed a blanket once you saw him shaking.

“Cold?”

Grunting, Simon did his best to keep his eyes opened though the man gave you a lazy smile, his hand grabbing your wrist. “You know Y/n….you would be the perfect wife…” his words slurred as the medicine started to take effect. “Wife..material” he muttered then slumped onto the cot.

Seeing his was now sleeping, you did your best ot push the warmth away. Chuckling you pressed a kiss to his head. “You’d make a good husband too Simon.”

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deleteddewewted · 11 months

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can you write abt when ghost finally does feel comfortable to have sex w the reader? 👀

Ghost Recovering From His Sexual Trauma (Continuation)

Ghost x Gn! Reader

Summary: Simon is far enough in his recovery process that he's more. comfortable taking his clothes off and letting his partner touch him. He tries new things and set new boundaries with you. He knows he's still got a long road of him but he's happy to go through it with you.

W: Mentions of sexual abuse (past), Trauma being recounted, Semi victim blaming (Self Victim Blaming), Dead Dove (not too intense), healthy sexual boundaries, NSFW, sexual deviancy, Experimenting sexually, Pegging/Penetration, Dom/sub themes

He's finally better, at least that's what his therapist tells him. He feels it too. His workouts are much more positive in their intentions. He's exercising because he likes the way it makes his body feel and how you react to his body instead of doing it as a form of punishment. He no longer uses the mask as much in private when he's in his courters or when at your home. He likes the way the sun feels against his skin, how your skin feels against his own. The feeling of your hand on his cheek is reassuring and he doesn't flinch when you caress his face anymore which makes him feel better about taking his medication.

When you undress him for the first time, you're slow and checked in on him every time you're wanted to remove something from him. He told you to go all the way.

"Take everything off for me, love." You kissed his scars, his pale skin, and the inner part of his thighs before kissing his face.

Your hands on him, your mouth on him, you on top of him. It felt like heaven. He laid in your shared bed like he always dreamed he would and allowed you to do as you pleased. You rode him, his cock inside your hole and filling you with his release. He was overwhelmed by pleasure but it wasn't something he wanted to end. He liked it.

The bites you left on his neck made him feel claimed in a possessive and adoring way. The red streaks from your nails scratching his back and chest had him thrilled. It hurt but in a pleasant way. It stung and left behind reminders as to what he had done with you.

You fucking him like there's no tomorrow, lube/cum coming out of his ass after you pegged/fucked him into the mattress when he asked you "Take the memories of what they did to him away." He wanted something new to fill him. New memories and new sensations consumed his body all while you did all that you wanted with him.

The marking, the claiming, it all brought him a sense of comfort he didn't think was possible for him considering what he had gone through. He liked it so much that he started asking you to do it outside of the bedroom.

This didn't mean he didn't have issues with some aspects of intimacy. When you'd ask him if he wanted to try something new, maybe putting something inside him or even fingering him. Maybe you wanted to have him wear a gag or a cuffs. He would shut it down without wanting to discuss it, not that he owed you any explanation. The guilt of not participating in something that you wanted would bring him to panic attacks at times because he felt like he had failed you as a partner. It was worse if he had to be deployed for months on end when he knew that you missed him physically.

He intensified his therapy and made sure to write some of his more perturbed and vulnerable thoughts into a journal that he would read through to see his progress. He would let you read it too but you never accepted since you wanted him to have something for himself that he didn't need to share.

"Do you think you'd ever want to get hitched to me?" It was such an out-of-the-blue question but none the less you answered.

He wanted to grow old for the first time in his life. He wanted to wake up to you either inside of you or just wrapped around you. The violence in his head calmed when he felt your flesh on his own, the screaming of the past wasn't important while he lay beside you. He wanted to watch the years fade by all while he got to mark your skin just like you'd do with his. He wanted to feel pain if it meant having yous stay with him for the rest of his life and the rest of forever.

He was happy to just be as long as you held him and loved him. As long as you reminded him that he was someone worthy of love and not some cheap whore for a quick thrill.

He promised himself that if he could he would get you a ring when he was fully ok or at least somewhat fixed. He's happy to commit himself fully to you, someday, soon, hopefully soon so he can parade himself like a prideful man.

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starsscribble · 1 year

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Little Thing

Fandom: COD Characters: Ghost A/N: There is no real plot. It’s basically cute one off scenarios that came to mind.

You had been working for two days on no sleep trying to crack the encryption on the laptop Gaz had recovered. Price kept breathing down your neck, and you were beating yourself up. It was hell all around. Groaning as you found a way past one wall only to hit another you slummed in your chair. “I’d kill for some caffeine right now.” You said to no one, or so you thought. Ghost had been passing by when he heard your request. If he had anything to do it was put on hold as he pivoted towards the kitchen.

Only when he had a hot drink in his hand did he make his presence known when entering your area; you didn’t notice. You were about to rip out more hair when a mug came into view held by a gloved hand. “Appreciate the thought. But I don’t drink-” “It’s tea love. No coffee.” He cut you off as he pulled up a spare chair to your desk. “Take some time to destress.” He half ordered sliding the hot drink closer towards you. He watched as you picked it up, carefully taking a sip of the tea and melted. At that moment it was just what you needed.

Ghost watches and listens as some hot shot talks at you; not with you at you. About how if you need help with throwing knives he was your man. You smiled at him in that sugary sweet way that told anyone close to you, how much you wanted to gut him. You nodded at his words and gave short and curt, “Mhm.” Letting him know that even though you hate this hold interaction you were still listening. But Ghost also notices your hand sliding out one of your throwing knives. He bumps Soap’s shoulder pointing it out to the man. “You don’t think she’s gonna kill him? Do you Lt.?” The worried man shot his superior a glance who simply shrugged. They both know if you did kill this poor man they would cover it up for you. You don’t kill the hotshot thought. As he is still talking himself up you glance only once toward the target and back toward him. Turning back to face him that sugary sweet smile still on your lips you throw the knife. The target beeps, pulling everyone's attention toward it. Your knife stuck straight in the dumb’s throat. Gently patting the man on the shoulder you sweetly say. “I think I’m good honey.” Ghost can’t help but watch as you walk away from the slack jaw man; his big grin hidden under the mask.

The intel they worked so hard for; had taken down a whole compound for was taken by Laswell. Everyone in the 141 knows she was just doing her job. But it was still a kick in the teeth. Watching the helicopter fly off the once joyous members were at a loss. They were back to square one. “So,” you started. “Is now a good time to say I made a copy?” All heads turn towards you. They are trying to see if you are joking; not that you would. But still, maybe you were trying to lift the mood in a not-so-great way. Yet you pull out a second USB from your breast pocket and their eyes widen. “You did not!” Gaz exclaims in total shock that you not only copied the intel but that you had the time to do so. “How on earth?” Price started as you give him a cheeky smile. “Know what you keep your secrets. Just glad you're on our side.” “Techie, I could kiss you right now,” Ghost said his smile hidden from the group as your cunning had saved the mission they work so hard on. “Now that’s a reward I would like.” You hummed, throwing the USB to Price. The captain caught it with ease and a grin.

It was late when Ghost returned from his mission. Everyone in the base was asleep, or so he thought. Passing the kitchen he saw you, dressed in an oversized cardigan and shorts. You were humming to music he couldn’t hear as you worked away with something on the stove. You turned to get something from the fridge when you saw him. Still in full gear, the scent of death lingering like it also did after a mission. You smiled at him as you pulled a wireless earbud out to speak with him.

“Heard you were coming back. Figured you would like a hot meal.” His heart melted, normally he would just rest in his room not even thinking about food. Yet he walked farther into the kitchen to get what you made for him. He waited quietly as you finished cooking and made him a bowl. It was a simple pasta dish, garden rotini with alfredo, bell peppers, and chicken nuggets. “This is one of my comfort meals. Hope you don’t mind.” You threw out cleaning up your mess from his meal. “It’s perfect.” He says after the first bit. No, it wasn’t a five-star meal; it was better because it was made by you.

Their last mission had been a rough one. So much so it didn’t take much to get Ghost to agree to join the group at the bar. People easily split into pairs. Price was off talking with Laswell, Soap challenged Gaz to pool, and you just didn’t move from your spot at the table nor did he. Both were far too sore from the mission to enjoy the activities the bar offered. It was nice to just talk with you outside of work. With each story you shared about yourself; he even found himself smiling more under his mask. “Alright,” you gently slapped the table before scooting out of the booth. “I’m getting myself another drink. Be right back because you owe me some Ghosty stories.” He chuckled and nodded before taking another sip of his beer. His eyes followed you with ease as you slipped through the crowd. He knew you could take care of yourself but in a crowded place like this, you needed someone watching your back. As you got to the bar waiting patiently for the server to get to you, Ghost noticed a man working his way towards you. He watched as this man came to stand next to you. He began talking and you engaged in patient conversation. However when he saw the man drape an arm over your injured shoulder making you flinch; he stood. You were far too nice to civilians. You wouldn’t push him away like you would the recruits. You would grin and bear it, something Ghost hated. “Tech,” he called out as soon as he was close enough to the bar to be heard. You and the man beside you turned. Your eyes lit up when you saw him and his heart raced more. “I’m heading out. Are you coming?” “Ya,” you flagged the bartender down to get your card back. You were thankful you hadn’t placed another order yet. Once your card was back in hand you slipped out from the other man’s arm and over towards Ghost. “Thank you.” You said once you were far away from the bar. “It was nothing, love.” He replied as you both slipped into the cool night air.

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atlantic-sugar · 1 year

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You’re My Favourite Gift

Simon “Ghost” Riley x GN!Reader

Summary: Presents and confessions

Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley x GN!Reader

Disclaimer: I do not own modern warfare or any of the modern warfare characters

Warnings: teeth-rotting fluff

Word count: 1.5k

Taglist: @benjification

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(c/g) = Christmas Gift

OOC GHOST!!

NOT PROOFREAD!!

Masterlist

“No way! You didn’t!” You gasped as you held up the new (c/g) you’ve been wanting since it came out in shops.

“Oh my gosh! Thank you so much!” You wrapped your arms around Price’s torso giving him a big hug. He chuckled as he patted your back.

“No problem (Name). You deserve it after all the hard work. So do the rest of you. I know it’s upsetting that we couldn’t get home for Christmas this year, but I’m happy I’m spending it with all of you.” Price smiled.

“We’re all grateful for you too Cap.” Kyle started only for Johnny to interrupt. “So we’ve got ya a lil somethin’!” He hands Price a nicely wrapped gift.

Price takes the present gently. “You didn’t have to get me anything lads. I was already-” “See, I told you he would pull the ‘you didn’t have to get me anything’ card!”

The guys around you laughed. All except Simon. You looked over at the man who was lounging farthest away from the rest.

Deciding to make your way towards him, you started to get up only to hear a small gasp from Price. “Lads. Now this…this is something.”

Price looked down at the expensive packet of cigars and a framed picture of 141 after their first successful mission together. Gaz, Soap, Ghost, Quipt and Price. All together. Soap had so much dirt on his face Price pointed it out to Kyle beside him.

“Soap you look like an idiot.” Kyle laughed aloud. “What do you mean?! I look bloody gorgeous in any picture.” Soap exclaimed. Even though he knew he looked like an absolute mess in the photograph, he knew the meaning behind it was important.

“Yeah you fabulous in this picture too?” You asked, holding up your lock screen with a selfie you snuck with Soap one day getting the rest of the task force in the picture. Only you and Soap posed as the rest only looked up without realising they were in a picture.

“Gah! That looks- heheh I look great!” He awkwardly laughed. “Not going to lie, you look great with that filter.” Gaz pointed out. Everyone laughed again as the fire crackled from the fireplace.

“I have one more gift actually!” You got up from the carpet and walked over to the Christmas tree, picking up a small squared box.

“Simon this is for you- I know you said you didn’t want anything but…” Turning around you were about to give it to a special someone, only for them to be gone.

Letting out a small ‘oh’, you’re smile slightly faltered. “I’m going to go find him. He’ll miss the dinner if he’s gone.” You told the group who nodded at you. Most of them getting up to set up the last bit of the food.

Determined to get your gift to Simon you began your search. Looking into his office, nothing. Courtyard, nothing. Finally reaching his room, you saw a small light from under the door.

Taking in a deep breath you knocked on the door. Nerves banging up inside of you. You were finally going to tell him. Tell him how you feel.

“Who is it.” Simon’s gruff voice could be heard from his room. “Hey, it’s me. Can I come in?” You asked. Silence followed. You waited for some time to see if he’d answer.

Nothing.

You sighed. It’s not like Christmas was over because of this, but it was disappointing. Even after building up all that courage.

“Dinner is ready. So if you want to have it with the rest of us, it’s best you come down soon.” You mumbled and walked away from the door.

Before entering the room where the rest of the group were, you shook off all the feels and marched inside. You put away Simon’s gift under the tree again to keep it safe.

“Will L.t. be joining us?” Soap asked. You shrugged your shoulders. “I’m not sure. I hope he does.” Just as you two finished, the doors reopened and Simon walked in.

Helping Price bring over the rest of the food with Gaz, you all sat down. (Price sat at the top of the table of course.) You sat beside Johnny. While Kyle and Simon sat across from you two.

“Alright then. Let’s eat!” Price announced and Johnny immediately began to eat up everything.

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Light Christmas music could be heard from the living room. Everyone had finished their food and have headed off doing their own thing.

Simon walked towards the fireplace and sat down. Looking and the flashing lights from the Christmas tree he looked over.

Noticing a small present underneath the tree, he stared at it. Curiosity eventually got the best of him. Getting up from the sofa he stalked towards the tree.

Kneeling down he looked at the small tag on the present. Doesn’t say who it’s from but there is a name.

To: Simon

He stared the small box. He thought about leaving it there. Maybe it was for someone else. Dumbass, he’s the only Simon around.

Slowly he began to peel back the neatly wrapped paper. Checking his surroundings to see if anyone had seen him.

He looked at the small black box. Slowly opening it, his eyes widened. It was a watch. A black watch with a silver designs engraved in it.

Attached to the leather band was a small ghost charm. He stared at the small gift in his large hand. A note was attached to the top of the inside of the box.

“Dear Simon. I know you didn’t want anything for Christmas but I had to get you something. I hope you like it!

Ps: I fancy you”

Simon stared at the bottom of the note. “I fancy you.” He felt a small smile tug onto his face. ‘Fancy?’ What are you guys in, secondary school?

He rose up to his full height with the box in hand. He felt his face was warmer than it first was under his mask.

He had to find you. Thank you. Tell you.

He left the room and began to yours. When you’re room came to sight he didn’t realise he picked up his pace and without thinking he knocked on your door.

No answer.

He knocked again and got nothing. Figuring that you weren’t in your room he began to look around the base.

After 20 minutes of looking for you, he found you outside in a warm coat and a scarf, looking all cozied up and warm even in the cold winter weather.

Hearing the door open behind you, you turned around. Surprised to see a 6,4 British man walking towards you with a small box in his hand.

Panic arose within you, realising he had seen the message. “Simon, I can explain the note…!” Before you could say anymore his arms were wrapped tightly around your smaller frame.

The two of you stood there in silence. You embraced him back to try and keep him warm, as he was only his a long sleeve shirt, jeans and his shoes.

“You have no idea, what’s going on right now do you?” He mumbled against your shoulder. You shook your head. “No, but I like it” you smiled.

Simon took in a deep breath and sighed, his warm breath slightly grazing over your cheek as he lifted his face from you shoulder.

Only now noticing his mask had been brought up over his mouth and just resting on his nose. “Me too.” He whispered a reply.

“I appreciate what you do, and have done for me.” He mumbled. A small heat starting to rise in his cheeks. Looking up at the man you slowly took his hands.

“We should probably head inside. It’s starting to get really cold. I don’t want you catching a cold.” You smiled up at him. Simon nodded.

Following you closely behind Simon stopped you when the two of you entered back into the warm building.

He took you by your arm and turn you around. “Simon what’s going on..?” You tried to speak, only to feel rough, scarred lips on yours.

Taking some time to understand what’s going on, you’re kind went fuzzy. Simon Riley.

Kissing you?

Without even noticing you kissed him back. His hands rested on your waist while he leaned down to reach you, as yours rested did around his neck.

He slowly pulled back from the kiss. Your lips unconsciously chased after his as he stood back to his usual height. You opened your eyes, to a surprise.

“Why…? Out of the blue…?” You whispered your questions as you took in all the facial features of the man in front of you.

Dirty blonde hair cut short but still long, the cold icy blue eyes, the small scars that were littered around his face. His chiselled jaw, and sharp nose.

Simon took your face in his large hand. You could sense his nervousness from feeling so exposed to another person. He sucked in a deep breath.

“There was a mistletoe. That’s what we’re supposed to do…right?” Your face burned as Simon’s eyes looked down at you fondly.

His face moved towards your shoulder and rested up above your collarbone. Feeling his warm breath beside your jaw, you shivered.

“I fancy you too and not only is this watch the most thoughtful gift…” His face lifted from your shoulder and looked you right in the eyes.

“You’re my favourite one.”

25-12/22

A/n: I hope you enjoyed that! Merry Christmas everyone! I hope you have a lovely day and a happy new year! <3

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kurogxrix · 5 months

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me when the READER in the X READER has a name:

like babe the fic ate but i do NOT look like an Aurora🙁

#bucky barnes x reader #peter parker x reader #bruce wayne x reader #din djarin x reader #steve harrington x reader #john price x reader #simon riley x reader #joel miller x reader #writing #fan fiction #fanfic #authors of tumblr #kurogxrix talks

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l0velysmut · 1 month

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family: “why are you just sitting in ur room smiling at ur phone?”

me who’s been reading smut about fictional characters for the past 6 hours:

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ghouljams · 20 days

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Everyone wants Ghost to fuck the life outta them until he's been hitting you just right for the last 20 minutes and won't let up. Until he's fucking you like he's in the last stretch of pumps before he comes and you can barely breath with how hard he's fucking you. Until you're sobbing into the sheets because he keeps telling you, "Just one more love" but it's never just one more. Until he fucks you through his own orgasm and doesn't stop for breath. Until he's pinned you under his weight and wrapped a hand around your neck, pulling you up from where you're drooling against the mattress so he can hear all the pretty noises you make.

It's all fun and games until you actually see God and they look an awful lot like Simon Riley.

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deunmiu-dessie · 18 days

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pillow princess!reader who decides that they want to try being on top for once and anchors their small hands on ghost's chest, bouncing sloppily on his cock and whimpering at his praise. “that’s it. good girl, just like that.” pillow princess!reader who pants in small, short puffs, cheeks flushing red and legs cramping. pillow princess!reader whose movements start to get slower just when they're on the brink of cumming. “ i c-can't, m’tired, si.” bf!simon who rumbles deep in his chest at your whiney complaint, "ah, fuckin' hell." bf!simon who grabs the fat of your hips and fucks up into you, hard and fast, gravelly voice mocking. "look at you, can't even fuckin' ride me properly." bf!simon who simpers at your scrunched up face and bleary eyes, mouth open to let out pitiful sobs. "m' sorry, d-daddy--mmn!" he chuckles softly, "'s alright, pet. " ˙ᵕ˙

˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖ - 𝒸𝓁𝒾𝒸𝓀 𝓂𝑒! ⁽ nsfw ⁾

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mrsariariley · 25 days

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ghost and his tiny gf !

｡ﾟ•┈୨♡୧┈• ｡ﾟ

simon riley, who is huge! he takes up half of the couch - but when he manspreads? you cant even see the couch under his enormous body!

simon riley, who has to bend down when entering a room otherwise he'll hit his head on the doorframe. he can't possibly live without a high ceiling!

and simon's girlfriend..

a tiny little thing, has hardly ever grown! youre so small, simon has to bend down to kiss you. simon has to lean down slightly to hold your hand - and even then, you can only wrap your hands over 3 large fingers!

when you wear his clothes, it pretty much fits as a blanket!

when the boys from the force first laid eyes on you, they were just so shocked. ghost? as in big lieutenant riley? with a small thing like you? no way!

simon loves seeing his girl all curled up on the bed when he gets home, hardly even taking up half. he loves seeing you nuzzle your face into his big chest when he wraps his large arms around your tiny frame, warming you up instantly.

but, he would be a liar if he said it didnt turn him on.

seeing you whimper and whine when he pushes half of his big cock into your tiny little hole, writhing and letting out small sobs of pleasure.

"mmf.. s-si..!! it wont fiitt!!" youd whine through slutty sobs.

"y'r taking me so well, doll.. y' can do it."

and when he does fit it all in, youre just a mess under him. completely braindead and rambling nonsense about how it just feels too good, and he's too big! all drool and tears :(

but dont worry, he'd be so good to you !

finishing inside of you and pulling out, removing his head from the crook of your neck. he'd kiss all up your body, leaving red hickeys that will eventually turn purple. he'd wipe away your tears, leaving you to rest as he runs you a bath.

and then, when youre back in bed, exhausted, he'll snuggle you into him - youd never sleep any better.

do not re-publish OR translate my work !

mdni / masterlist

a/n: first post kinda nervous !

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ch1n1tahwrites · 13 days

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COD TWT P!LINKS

SIMON "GHOST" RILEY

Simon fingering your tiny pretty pink pussy

loserteenage!ghost in your room past your bed time

Simon lavishing his pretty girl

fucking your thighs

letting you dominate him once (maybe he realized he should let you more)

JOHNNY "SOAP" MACTAVISH

fingering you after a long mission

sucking your tits because he missed his mommy

waking you up to this

riding him cuz you missed him

JOHN "CAPTAIN" PRICE

throwing your pretty little body around

while your watching a movie

makeup sex after your fight

letting you sit on his face whilst you read

fucking you because you asked for it

ALEJANDRO VARGAS

eating you out after dinner

after a mission

eating you out pt.2

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mcntsee · 2 days

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The real barbie is Y/n.

Y/n’s a doctor, a cop, a scientist, an agent, vet, hero, villain, astronaut, lawyer, spy, criminal, artist, chef, engineer, psychologist, architect, journalist, firefighter, event planner, mechanic, photographer, musician, actor, interior designer, bartender, fashion designer, barista, florist, forensic scientist, flight attendant, profiler, tour guide, translator, etc.

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tacticalprincess · 24 days

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simon and könig being unable to stop bickering for a second, even when they’re balls deep inside of you. they’ve got you in an Eiffel Tower, könig’s cock filling your glossy pussy while simon stuffs your mouth. it took ages of convincing for them to even consider this position, but eventually they decided to put their discrepancies aside for the sake of you, their precious, spoiled little thing. it didn’t last very long though…

“jackhammer much, mate? you’ve got her choking on me over here.” simon points out, his heavy hand stroking your hair soothingly. könig’s using your hips as leverage, bucking into you at a rabid pace, each of his thrusts lurching your body forward and forcing you to take more of simon’s dick down your poor throat. “what happened to treatin’ the princess with care?”

“it’s okay, she likes it. isn’t that right, maus?”

your cheeks warm up as you hum around simon’s dick noncommittally. nothing gets passed the l.t though, and suddenly he’s gripping you by your hair, pulling your mouth off his cock.

“wait, you let him fuck your face?” he asks, sounding genuinely offended.

you wipe the line of spit that trails from your swollen lips all the way to his still hard dick, hovering just out of reach. you huff. “he’s more sadistic than you…” you say sheepishly in response, voice staccato from könig’s thrusts.

“you tellin’ me i’m the soft sex guy? the aftercare fuck?”

“‘s alright, mate.” könig reaches over your naked body to pat his comrade on the shoulder. “youve got boyfriend dick. happens to the best of us.”

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vanillaberrychills · 1 month

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cw: post sex drabble, naked bodies

— Well, you done fucked up.

Look at you, waking up in bed right next to that hot neighbor, what was his name again? Simon? Yeah. He had been staring at you the past few weeks since moving in, and you thought he was cute, so of course you thought to yourself, "What's the harm in one good fuck?"

Everything. God he had such a good dick, and he knew how to use it, the benefit of an older man you supposed. By the third time you came you were face down into his soft pillow, whimpering and mewling like a cat in heat. And of course he had the audacity to give your ass a little slap, slowly easing out of you. A hand rubbing your aching tummy, maybe a few wet kisses pressed to your back as he laid on top of you.

A soft coo to follow, "Ah love, you took me so well, look at you, sweet thing."

All you could do was sigh into his big broad muscles, sniffling softly in exhaustion. And of course you fell asleep to his warm, comforting words, and gentle hands caressing you.

And when you woke up, he had you in an absolute death grip, one that signified that this would not be a one night stand. Of course, you could struggle and try to tug out of his big, burly arms. But the moment you heard a slow inhale and feel his grip tighten, you knew you were locked in.

A warm kiss pressed to your back, his rumbly voice crooning in your ear, "Where do you think yer going, love?"

And just maybe, you would let your eyes fall shut, a few more hours of sleep would surely loosen his grip, right??

#cod 141 #simon ghost riley #simon riley #ghost x reader #ghost x you #cod ghost #simon riley x reader #call of duty ghost #simon ghost x reader #simon riley x you #vanillaberrychills❗

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emoelvin · 1 month

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#ghost smut #call of duty #cod mw2 #cod #simon riley x you #simon riley x reader #ghost x you #simon ghost x reader

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bigguyenthusiast · 1 month

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COD P★ LINKS

Yawll……dis is horny… so like fair warning

John price

Price tying you up after he catches you disobeying him by touching yourself :(

Overstimulation with John <3

Price eating you out after a loooooong mission

More price eating pussy (the guy LITERALLY looks like him or am I tripping)

Since you like using them so much, this shouldn’t be a punishment for you, correct ?

John getting you to ride his thigh

Theres a reason why they’re his favourite

Kyle Garrick

Gaz after ruthlessly fucking you for three hours ;3

What you get for flaunting yourself in front of his mates :(

Lazy night in with gaz

Shhh don’t want anyone to hear you

Late night humping with your clingy boyfriend

Roommate! Gaz getting tired of your horny whining

Simon Riley

Just a quick reminder of where you belong

Quick polishing’

A goodbye gift

A welcome home gift

Roommate! Ghost pounding you till you wake up :(

Owner! Ghost with his lil pup

Little film for later

Gettin’ crafty

John McTavish

Riding him until he’s dumb <3

Mornin sex with Johnny boy

Self restrain

Virgin! Johnny

Just his doll

Convincing your friend, Johnny to join your live 🫣

König

Hes just too big you needed a photo for confirmation

Need your colonel to reach you a lesson?

Just a quickie before he leaves for work

Quickie part 2

Good girls beg

#okay yall lemme go to bed #call of duty #cod mw2 #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #cod x reader #ghost x reader #captain price #ghost #kyle gaz x reader #kyle gaz garrick #john soap mctavish x reader #john soap mactavish #konig x reader #konig #konig cod #captain john price #john price x reader #john price

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cntloup · 1 month

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18+ MDNI

imagine you're just chilling with simon on the couch watching trash tv while his hands rest on your waist

but one hand starts to drift lower and lower into your panties and his rough fingers begin to lazily toy with your clit, pinching and circling the sensitive bud

and his other hand trails higher under your shirt, playing with your boobs, kneading the soft flesh

you're just so warm and soft he can't help it :(

all the while his lips are pressed to your ear, cooing praises like "You're so pretty, baby... so soft... such a good girl f'me... jus' sittin' back and lettin' me play with you."

and now you're all worked up and whimpering, leaning closer into his touch

your pretty pussy all wet with your slick, begging to be filled up :(

and he rewards you by inserting two thick fingers into your weeping cunt

"Simon!" you gasp as he rolls and twists his calloused fingers against your sensitive sticky walls

he scissors his fingers inside you, making your sopping pussy squelch

your cheeks start to heat up at the sound

but soon the combination of his hand on your breasts, rough fingers rolling your perky pretty nipples between them and the pumping of his fingers inside your tight wet pussy makes your brain all foggy

and you're too far gone to care as your slick walls start to tighten around his fingers

"let go, baby. cum f'me." he murmurs while picking up the pace

and the all-consuming wave of your orgasm washes over you with a loud moan as your milky white cream coats his fingers

and he licks them clean off your juices

then brings his fingers to your lips and you lick the mix of your cum and his saliva off his fingers

i need him so bad it's not a joke anymore :(

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