Want a needy sub with a brutal oral fixation.

You’re on my lap grinding and breathing hard, marking me up as you get needier. You'll suck and nibble on any part of my skin you can find, leaving me with a whole bunch of marks. And even after all that, you're still not satisfied, whimpering my name over and over again like a broken record. Gotta grab you by the hair every now and then just to remind you to take it easy. But you only cling onto me even more, you can't even put together a decent sentence only pouting and crying out for kisses. "That's not how you ask." The firmness in my voice prompts you to beg, looking at me with those big, irresistible puppy eyes, taking my hand and guiding it to your lips. "Please," you plead, "I swear-I'll be so good. I can be good for you. Let me show you." Swiping your tongue against my thumb, I push my fingers deeper, watching your eyes well up with tears as you hum and gag on my fingers.

consider... Ghost babytrapping reader. It's something some could see Soap or Graves doing, but never Simon.

He's so sly and sneaky, never showing his needs, but when he senses you drifting away, he will slip a pill in your drink when he's sure he's ovulating to ride you till sunset, making sure to milk you dry

a/n: god I love these requests

minors DNI- warnings: baby-trapping duh, trans ghost as well

ghost wasn’t ever going to admit how much he wanted you, how much he needed you in fact. He didn’t want to put into words how he felt- but he knew deep in his gut that you were his, right? You had to be his in some way. You and him had been friends for quite a while, and eventually just enough more that he could call you to his barrack any time of night and have that perfect feeling of sex fade into his senses with you

that’s all you really were though- fuck buddies. God he hated that term, it made his gut boil with envy and hate that someone could slide into your life and end it all so easily. No, no, that couldn’t happen. He wouldn’t let it happen.

these thoughts all brewed in his mind over the months, but the thing that set it all in motion was when he saw you at the closest base pub getting all close to some civilian. That’s what truly got him going, the fact you were flirting with a civilian- not even part of the team, although he’s not quite sure if that would have been worse.

sure he could tell you his feelings straight up, but where’s the point in that?

so he made a plan. It started in physical motion the second you got back from base and he texted you to come to his room for the usual quick fuck, nothing horrible so far

he had this all planned out- unknown to you of course. Any condom you have now has little needle holes poked in and any drink at his house has just a smidge of something he found just to make sure he takes

he rides you all fucking night even when your half asleep and tired, he still keeps bouncing on your length, his body clenching around your member and his folds wet and inviting as if he was trying to keep every little drop inside of him, his gummy walls squeezing every little drop he can get out of you and cockwarming you till you fall asleep next to him

he just felt it in his bones that it was gonna take, it just had to. And god was he close to bouncing in joy when he pulled out a test a few days later and it came up positive, him getting ready to put on some fake tears to tell you. You couldn’t really just be fuck buddies now, could you?

want to spend a rainy sunday cockwarming him for HOURS while i’m a dripping whiny mess on his lap and he just presses himself against my cervix every now and then rubs on my clit for a few seconds n he lets me suck on his fingers to clean them off when he’s done to keep me squirming on his dick with his hand never leaving my throat 🥺🥺🥺

Making my good boy explain everything that he wants and him getting all flustered and even more frustrated

virgin boys who almost cum before u even pull it out :((

breathing hitching , the poor thing has absolutely demolished his lower lip by sinking his teeth into it again and again, and he has a vice grip on the armrest of his chair.

you're there between his legs; tracing your fingers on the button of his jean, laying your head on his thigh watching him. they make cute little noises too. sucking the air in through his teeth as he desperately tries to speak through moans.

"wait you're not- hnnhhh- you're not going to put it in your- haaah- your mouth, are you?" silly thing. so stupid and innocent. u can't help but take his trembling hands and kiss them.

All I'm saying is,,,when are you gonna take cute innocent mirror selfies of me sitting on your lap to post on social media (but we both know your strap is deep inside me while taking them)

I would like to have a cute submissive boy who would adore me every day. ☺️

Calling you smart for completing the simplest tasks only to fuck you senseless and your thoughts dissolving into nothingness, head all fuzzy. With each thrust, your thoughts become scattered, you're reduced to soft whimpering noises unable to focus on anything else but the overwhelming pleasure coursing through your body. All you can do is cry and moan, "More..Please I need it!" From a sweet and clever sub into a wanton whore, begging to cum.

cocktail bar

a/n: I think I’m so silly

minors DNI

soap had been on his maybe fifth drink by the time the lights of the club had turned bright colors- he had been there most of the day sipping on drinks as the shady crowd around him moved to the music or flirted around him. He wasn’t in the mood for anything other than to simply sit under the dingy neon lights of the gay bar and get shit faced. He had one to many missions and one to many mistakes this month and it was starting to get him all pent up and at the same time oh so tired.

His eyes only lit up when he saw you walk in, someone new! And someone handsome too- he hasn’t even uttered a word to you and he can already feel that hot sensation of blush washing over his face. He was all over you as If put under a spell but decided to wait just a tiny bit before approaching you.

he watched you drink as much as he did. His drinks were already making his decisions cloudy so their was now doubt yours did the same- he noticed your little glances at him and it made his heart pound and his member grow pitifully hard from such a simple exchange. He could hear your voice and the way you tried to chat up other bar patrons- and oh god your smile had his stomach doing loops

he could swear the alcohol was making him loopy, your conversations turning into blurs by the time he had started talking to you. Your hands on his hips blurring in his mind, and the flickering light of a bathroom stall and his knees against the cold floor being the only things he could feel other then your voice humming through his ear as he sucked on your member, choking on it and trying to keep it all in and make you feel good

It’s all he could think of, is making you feel good- your cologne and scent mixing into his muddled senses while he grinded against your boot, licking and sucking at your member with his pretty little lips locked around the base. He moaned and whined around your cock as he came in his pants from just rutting against your leg, letting you grasp his hair and use him till he forgot everything but your taste.

soap woke up early in the morning- in his apartment with the worst hangover and a tired recollection of what had happened last night. He got ready for his daily briefing. He barely pay attention as price rambled on about a new co-captain… until he looked you up and down. And oh shit he had sucked off his new co captain last night.