Sexual Harassment Training

he was waiting for his goth bf to pick him up

𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭 | 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐱 𝐊ö𝐧𝐢𝐠)

Summary: During the mission somewhere in Austria, König takes an interest in TF 141 medic. Little did he know, she's Lieutenants Riley's girlfriend.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐

A/N: Possessive/Protective boyfriend Ghost? Yes, double and give to the next person. Also inserted Hank/Connor "lieutenant" reference, I just find it funny. Y/C ━ Your Codename (have fun, pick something babes) Poorly translated German ━ correct me if needed!

Warnings: nothing, reader is eastern european coded (we deserve more recognition as reader inserts ꃋᴖꃋ )

Word count: 1.8k

The tree line of the thick forest melted into the base of the rocky mountains. Your gaze traveled across its pointy shapes and up higher - there hadn’t been a single cloud on the sky that day, causing a slight heatwave.

You let your body slightly wag as the car passed over surface bumps on the earthen road. The dry lump grew in your throat as the dust hovered all over the convoy and all you could think of was a sip of cold, mineral water. 

Soon, you reached the small town in Austria, secluded from the ring roads. The cars were parked near the surrounding forest at the entrance of the village. Lieutenant Riley's sight crossed with yours as he helped you get out of the truck. 

He could be such a gentleman sometimes. 

A handful of soldiers gathered near the vehicles - some of them wearing a KorTac patch on their shoulders, the other ones (from your unit) a Task Force 141 badge. But besides those sigils, none of them were wearing full battle gear. 

There was no active fighting against the enemy at the moment. It was just a careful chase after the terrorists - following their footsteps, interviewing associates, gathering proof. Because at the end of the day, the military (or army related organization) cannot shed blood over a defamation.

But KorTac and TF 141? Quite an unusual partnership between the two groups, right?

━ Ghost, Y/C you’re goin’ with me ━ Captain Price announced, adjusting his hat as he closed the car’s doors behind him. ━ Gaz, you’ll stay here, is that clear? 

Captain heard a firm ‘yes, sir’ from your teammate Kyle who was to stay at the parking spot. Meanwhile the KorTac colonel gave an order to his soldiers in German. “Such a tough language” you thought to yourself. Only two of his people went along the wood road with the rest of you.

The Colonel. 

Exceptionally tall, Austrian man who served many years for his country. The one you found yourself in on the latest mission. 

Each time you wanted to look at him while Colonel König was speaking, you had to chin up. And even though, a black hood with a red paint on it covered his whole face besides his cold, blue eyes. He was lowkey intimidating with his massive size, but just like your captain, the Austrian’s rough looks didn’t reflect his character. At least to you and your comrades he was quite nice. 

Unfortunately, you couldn’t say the same about his teammates. 

You didn’t have to walk for long as the isolated, one floor house emerged behind a hill. By the quick peek at that building and the noises coming from the inside you knew, it felt like a warm home. 

As you approached the building, you heard a child’s cry. 

Price knocked at the front door and soon after a man with dark bags under his eyes opened them slightly. He was peeking through the crack.

━ Jakob Hausner? ━ The Captain asked with a playful smile under his mustache, his thumbs interlocked with the gear straps over his chest. 

━ Ja, wie kann ich helfen? [ger.: Yes, how can I help?]

━ Can you ask him if he speaks english? ━ John looked over his shoulder towards König, asking for a favor. 

━ Yes, I speak english ━ master of the house answered with a thick accent, before colonel could translate. ━ What do you want? 

He wasn’t trusting at all, well, how could he? You were all strangers at his doorsteps, two of your partners wearing scary looking masks. But it all had a purpose - they were supposed to look… intimidating, yes? 

A loud wailing made their ears hurt, it was that damn baby again. Jakob sighed loudly, his shoulder collapsing as he opened the doors a little bit more.

━ We just want to talk about the company you were working for. ━ Price continued talking. 

━ About them again? ━ Mr. Hausner frowned his eyebrows and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Poor man was exhausted apparently. ━ Okay, okay, ja, come in. 

The man let you all inside, however König told his soldiers to have a look outside the plot - to make sure it’s safe here and you’re not being watched. Poor Jakob wasn’t even fully aware (because of his state) that he let in a group of military people inside of his home.

As soon as you crossed the hallway into the dining room with a big, wooden table, you noticed a struggling toddler in a children’s chair. The girl was crying, her face red from the tantrum. 

━ I’m sorry, it’s just my daughter, she… she doesn’t want to eat her–. Lina, bitte. [ger.: Lina, please.]

Being a parent. Must be tough, huh?

Not when you were forced to babysit your siblings or cousins since you were a teenager. 

━ She’s not hungry. ━ You noticed the way the little girl pushed her plate away and how she tried to climb out of the seat. Christ, that man really had to be exhausted. ━ Can I?

You took a few slow and calm steps towards the sitting child - a warm smile painted over your face. Even your boyfriend Ghost was slightly… surprised? Seeing you drop the apathetic shell, then becoming more warm and gentle towards the little girl.

━ She’s our medic ━ your Captain explained to the worried father ━ let her take the kid and we’ll have a talk. In peace. 

Mr. Hausner let you take care of his unsettled daughter, so they could have a conversation about his former employers. You took the girl out of her chair and placed her over your left hip, pushing it outward. 

━ Come, Lina ━ you addressed the girl by her name, even though she probably couldn’t understand what you were saying ━ let’s leave the stinky men alone, ja?

You left the dining room and entered the seemingly endless garden behind the house. Since you took that girl in your hands she already began to calm down, perhaps a woman's touch was all she needed? 

“Where was your mother? Was she at work working a long shift? Did something happen to her? Did the bad men–” your thoughts seemed to take a rather pessimistic route, so you had to quickly change it. 

You didn’t know much German. Well, you didn’t know any at all. 

Fuck.

But at that moment you were thanking the heavens that your father watched movies about Hans Kloss or war on a regular basis. You were happy that your father was taught some phrases and somewhere in your subconsciousness he passed them to you.

You sat on the wooden bench somewhere in the garden not far from the building. Then, you placed the child on your lap and began talking to her - mostly in your mother tongue. Then you added some words in German that you knew, like: 

━ Schau, schmetterling! [ger.: Look, a butterfly!] 

Soon you grew more comfortable around the girl named Lina, even though there was a language barrier. Without your knowledge, your legs began to bounce her, pretending she was riding a horse. 

If anyone would point that out later, you would certainly deny it. You, getting soft for a child? No, no, no. 

You were so occupied with entertaining her that you didn’t even notice a looming, black figure in the corner of your eye. Watching the scene from somewhere nearby.

König was standing just next to the doors, leaving against the white plaster on the outside walls. He listened to your attempts to speak German, finding it… adorable? 

Never did he meet a woman in his profession so empathetic and gentle. Especially the one who managed to catch his attention. Let’s be honest, most of them were cold blood murderers and he was a colonel - he couldn’t let himself have such a luxury of having a family. 

Until now.

His imagination began to play a nasty and stupid trick on him - just because he saw you speaking German with a kid. What if it was you to take care of his children? Were your hands usually this delicate? Would you care for him as much?

The tall soldier was intrigued by you and his dreamy stare exposed him for it.

━ Don’t even think about it. ━ Ghost voice snapped him back to the reality. The British soldier emerged from the building the same way the colonel did after the conversation came to an end with Mr. Hausner.

Simon Riley wasn’t a fool. He noticed all the little peaks at his girlfriend other soldiers usually would take, she was in fact a pretty thing. So it didn’t take much to notice that the tall guy from KorTac took a liking of you. Too much liking in Ghost’s opinion. 

━ Verzeihung [ger.: Excuse me] ━ König apologized, flustered slightly by obviousness of the situation. He instantly understood the reference. ━ didn’t know she was… taken. 

━ Yeah ━ British lieutenant scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest. His dark irises didn’t even dare to stare at him. His eyes were on you ━ she’s very much taken. 

There was a dead silence between the two of them - for a short moment, before Ghost gave you a heads up. 

━ Y/C, we’re moving. 

The rough and firm tone of Ghost’s voice made you snap back into reality. You were in the middle of something, right? Yet, you almost jumped on that little bench painted in floral patterns. 

━ Coming, lieutenant. ━ You declared quickly, before putting the little girl over your hip again and heading inside of her home. 

Ghost was a few steps ahead and so you had to pass the massive figure of König to go inside again. You pressed the child’s head into your cleavage as she was a little scared of colonel’s hood. 

Well, you would be too, if you saw his cold stare in the middle of the night from under that veil, right?

━ Don’t worry, he just looks scary. He won’t bite. Isn’t that right, sir? ━ You sent him a polite smile as you tried to comfort the petrified girl. Your hand caressing her golden locks.

But he was speechless at the moment. He couldn’t form a simple sentence. A fucking grown ass man. “So fucking pathetic”, he thought to himself. Your lips twisting into a wide smile for him. It wouldn’t be easy for him to erase that sight from his memory. König would have trouble falling asleep that night, thinking of you.

A/N: ♪ Two big guys and they grab on my thighs ♪

i've never sent a request b4 so im super nervous so pls feel free to ignore this ehemm. can i request a f/f/m alejandro/valeria/reader with double bl.owjob? oh god i hope this ism't too dirty asfkgl 💀 you though!!!! you are super awesome for accepting requests. i just hope you don't get burned out so please give yourself a break from time to time 🥹😘❤️

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you said i hope this isn't too dirty but me writing this made me feel like it got dunked in the filth bucket,,, i'm blushing

to bring a man to his knees is something valeria loves to see. loves to see a woman on her knees too, she's not picky. so this is truly a sight to see from above and below.

alejandro can't speak much or at all from the way you're licking just below his tip and kissing up and down his length to suckle at his balls. the way you so lovingly decide to cover his dick in your spit, looking up at him with such wide eyes, giving little pecks to his tip every now and then? has him throwing his head back with a loud groan when you massage his balls with your tongue, have them jerking in your mouth.

"oh, pobrecito," valeria coos and strokes your hair as if rewarding you for making alejandro's legs shake as he whiteknuckles the sheets. "she does a good job with that mouth, no?"

the only response she gets is a throaty moan and a warning look from alejandro. because he still wants to believe that he's still in control. no matter how good your mouth feels. no matter how much of a reign valeria has over you.

"c'mon, amor," she turns to you while holding alejandro's cock in her hand to teasingly rake her nails down it. makes him shiver while you trace the path with the tip of your tongue. "show him who's really in control, hm?"

you're sure that she means herself since you obediently obey her command, starting to lick at his slit and swirl your tongue around the tip like it's your last meal. valeria smirks at the way alejandro grunts against and watches you through narrowed eyes. like he wouldn't give to shove you aside and fuck her mouth to show who's the boss. how mean he could be thrusting into her face and gripping her hair so tight. but he decides to be good. for now. decides to just take the kitten licks you give his tip and how you so sweetly drink his precum.

valeria kneads at his inner thighs as you lick the underside of his cock. and she joins you in giving the lower part of his cock some attention too. it's almost like she's competing with your tongue for the space... or rather trying to lick your tongue instead with the way it traces yours and strokes your bottom lip and chin so sensually.

"take him into your mouth, princesa," she purrs against your ear and gives your neck a couple of kisses. it makes you whine and open your mouth readily to take alejandro's cock into your throat finally. he snarls and takes a gentle hand to the back of your head to guide you down. you had thought he was going to slam you down, but his tender grip surprises you. valeria snickers at the exchange as he gives you a soft smile at how nicely you suck him into your mouth. "so romantic."

"shut up, or i'll fuck yours next," he barks out but still fondly strokes your hair and massages his nails into your scalp when you bury your nose into his pelvis.

"careful. i bite," she winks. he rolls his eyes when you swallow around him.

feeling underappreatiated for the way you're deepthroating the man to a point his thighs jerk, you whine and grind down at the air. alejandro's dick twitches into your mouth when your throat vibrates around him and you're pretty sure you feel him leak a little more into you. valeria reaches behind you and grips your ass to steady you.

"easy, princesa," alejandro mumbles to you. you look at him pleadingly and he has nothing in him to deny you. he juts his chin towards you while looking at valeria. "take care of her. she deserves it."

"was already going to," valeria grumbles at being told what to do. she takes it out on you by giving your ass a slight spank, which as you yelping and clenching around nothing. she easily remedies that by sticking two fingers into your dripping pussy. she chuckles at how easily they slide in and pulls her fingers out to swirl them around your sticky slit and rub it all over your pussy lips.

"i said take care of her, don't tease," alejandro growls out when he sees your hips chasing her fingers to see if they'll just slip back in.

valeria mumbles something under her breath and puts her slender fingers into you again so she can massage at your walls. you grind your hips into her hand so that your clit slicks up her palm. she smirks at your desparate humping and curls her fingers so it has your hips jerking and your legs spreading wider so your pussy goes deeper onto her fingers.

you're whimpering onto alejandro's thick cock as it throbs in your mouth. "mmh, love those sounds you make." he grunts and lets you bob your head up and down him while your spit leaks down his balls. you nuzzle your nose into him when you take him as deep as you can go. never had head as good as this. with how your tongue wiggles around his cock and when you come up to suck hard at his tip makes him feel like he's going to burst.

valeria starts to teasingly lave at his balls while you suck at him to give him the added stimulation. he clenches his teeth and lets out a strained grunt at that and he's closer to cumming than ever. same with you while you're riding on valeria's fingers. she's been stretching out your walls and searching for that spongy spot.

"found it," she whispers against your mouth when you drag your lips back down his cock. and it was certain that she did when you find yourself cumming instantly. all that pent up teasing and the way her skilled fingers play with your pussy makes you shake and moan loudly around alejandro. that was the final push for him as you pull off of him and start stroking his cock with your lips still wrapped around the tip. he drains himself into your mouth as you milk him dry.

you spend the rest of your orgasm with valeria pinching your clit and rubbing it back and forth slowly until your hips are twitching again and you're overstimulated pussy starts squeezing again.

"enough," alejandro growls and grips valeria's throat. she chokes out a gasp and he leans forward to bring his face level with hers. "i said no teasing her." he moves you back slowly and gestures for you both to get on the bed. you quickly get on your back while valeria sucks your slick from her fingers. he manhandles valeria to straddle you and pushes her shoulder down so your tits press up against each other. "get on top of her."

you moan at the way your nipples rub against each other and valeria grins, evidently unbothered by the way alejandro is being so rough with her. "wanna trade, princesa?" she sticks her tongue out to show the gooey essence still left over. you grind your slick pussy against hers in response and open your mouth so she can lick at whatever is leftover from yours.

she kisses you so hungrily and sucks at your tongue. it's erotic as you tangle your tongue against hers and can taste a little bit of your own cum on her lips while she tastes alejandro's. she grinds her pussy down on yours so that your clit rubs on her and slicks up her own pussy. fondles your tits in her hands and pinches at the nipples.

"taste good?" she pulls back to take a breather. you nod and she grinds down again to hear the sweet moan you let out. her hips are stopped when alejandro slaps her ass roughly, gripping the cheek with a mean glare on his face. she looks over her shoulder with an arched brow. "what's up with you?"

"gonna punish you," he grumbles and spanks her again. she lets out a little yelp and it pushes her hips into your again. "but gonna reward her."

with that, he slots his dick between the two of you, so you can feel the drag of his thick girth against your pussies. how it slides so easily against your clits. valeria bites her lip and gazes down at you, taking in your dazed expression as he starts thrusting in between you both. he spanks valeria once more while fucking between you, enjoying the way your pussy sandwiches his dick against valeria's.

"please, please, want more. want you to fuck me," you whine out. alejandro laughs and pats your thigh cheekily.

"i will, amor. i'll fuck you nice and good. and i'll fuck her over for teasing you so bad. she doesn't follow orders as good as you," he praises and pulls his hips back so the tip spreads your pussylips open at the entrance. he presses in just the slightest and a rumble of his chest goes. "gonna make you feel so good."

you let out a high pitched moan when he plunges into your pussy, dick sliding all the way in and spreading you wider than valeria's fingers did. he hums from the way you massage his cock with your warm walls, taking a deep breath and then pulling out to start a slow but steady pace. he fucks into you so nicely even if it's not fast. because he hits so deep, pounds so hard. it's like he's knocking the breath out of you as your body is jostled underneath valeria's.

alejandro is a good multitasker. and it's clear to that when he spanks valeria again and grips her ass so his thumb teases near the hole. she jerks in his hold and her pussy clenches at it.

"a masochist, aren't you?" he grins and spanks her more. "too bad you won't get to cum."

"huh?" she whines out but he pushes her far up enough so he can spank her pussy.

"play with her nipples, amor. get back at her for teasing you." alejandro kneads at your thigh so let you know he's talking to you. you were probably going to do it anyways when her tits started swinging in your face. you latch your lips around her left tit and pinch at the other one, massaging at it gently with your tongue. valeria huffs and tries to keep a strong look on her face, but alejandro spanks her pussy and then sticks two thick fingers into her to thrust in her slowly. "see what happens when you bite. gently."

you graze your teeth against the nipple and pull it deeper into your mouth as you do so. valeria whines and throws her head back while clenching around his fingers. he grins and gets her ass another, softer slap on the other cheek.

he rewards you by grinding against you so his tip nudges along your gspot and towards your cervix. it's slightly uncomfortable with how deep he pushes, but the throbbing of his cock inside of you makes your head fuzzy. he starts shallowly thrusting so that his dick doesn't dare leave your pussy. instead has it so that it keeps plunging inside and making those wet, sticky sounds.

valeria tries to grind her hips down against your again. and she's successful when alejandro curls his fingers just right that she jerks and her clit rubs against yours. but then he pushes her forward again and takes his fingers out.

"what did i say?" he growls. he spreads her wide so that he can see more clearly how her cunt clenches in desperation. leaves sticky lines on her ass with the fingers that were plugged into her cunt.

"i need to cum," she demands.

"too bad," he grunts and holds her in place while he starts fucking into you better. "you don't get to."

you detach from valeria's nipple and moan when alejandro starts fucking into you in quick, long strokes. you do your best to tug at her nipples with your hands but you find your fine motor skills aren't that great with the way his cock stirs up your insides. you resort to kneading at her tits instead and squeezing on them every time his cock kisses your cervix.

"i'm gonna-" you're cut off when valeria slams her lips to yours, jealous that you get to cum and she doesn't. she doesn't even wanna hear it. no matter how sweet your moans are, no matter how good you luck underneath her with that fucked out face. no matter how hot alejandro sounds as he's thrusting into your sloppy pussy and how wet you are. no matter how far alejandro spreads her so that she has nothing to clench down on or rub up against. her neglected clit shiny and bare.

"cum f'me. c'mon," alejandro grunts at you. he delivers two harsh slaps to valeria's ass and it sends her clit to tap against yours when it does. and that's enough to send you over the edge a second time. your pussy greedily tries to milk alejandro and he obliges. after all, he said he wanted to reward you. "mm, amor, you feel too good. going to cum inside of you."

with those last words he thrusts against you harshly and floods you deep inside. his seed is hot, sticky, and warm and you can feel it in your tummy. he grins when halfway out and already seeing it leak around him and onto the sheets. he nudges valeria off of you and she whines where she's now next to you and rubbing her thighs together.

you've never seen her like this. makes you want to lick her clean. but alejandro sees that look and gives your thigh a gentle slap, unlike the ones that left valeria's ass red with a clear handprint. he gets up to go grab water for you all.

"you better not be playing with each other when i get back," he warns you in a tone that sends shiver down your body. not sure if they're good or bad shivers. "or else i'm punishing both of you."

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Lovely — Dad!Simon "Ghost" Riley x Mom!Reader

"She looks just like you." You whisper softly, gaze full of love as you admire the baby between both of you. He doesn't respond for a long while, completely enamored by the little girl who is holding his finger with her entire tiny hand, looking in awe at the life you both created.

"She's so tiny." He whispers back, secretly afraid he'll startle the baby with his deep voice despite knowing she has fallen asleep to his voice and hums more than once. A small chuckle from you is all it takes for her face to turn towards you, her free hand grabbing a strand of your hair and trying to take it to her mouth before Simon gently intervenes, taking it back and giving her another finger to hold.

"Thank you." His gaze focuses on you as he cups your cheek, thumb tracing random patterns on your skin as the corners of his mouth tilt up in a small, tender smile.

"What for?" You ask as if you didn't know exactly what he was talking about, as if he hadn't thanked you hundreds of times for carrying his child ever since he found out you were pregnant.

"For creating her." His tone is as gentle and tender, and if it didn't show just how much he loves you, the look in his eyes totally did. He's looking at you like you're a goddess in the flesh— and you are. You give him a warm smile, leaning closer to plant a small kiss on his cheek, which he returns.

"I like our baby." He murmurs, his hand coming down to caress her cheek gently with one finger. He treats her like she's made of glass, and in his mind, she is. She's so tiny compared to his behemoth frame, and it took a while until he felt comfortable enough to hold her. He plants a soft kiss on her forehead, gaze drifting between his angels before he lets out a small sigh of content.

"She likes you too." You tease, playfully poking his side as the memories of how much of a daddy's girl your daughter is already despite being only three months old. It's lovely, really, to see the man everyone knows as "the big boy with the skull mask" become absolute putty under the tiny hands of his daughter.

He bends backwards for her, holding her late at night and talking to her, telling her all sort of stories about his life despite knowing she can't understand yet. His heart melts whenever his daughter simply looks up at him and babbles, hand reaching out to him and pulling on anything she can reach with surprising strength.

"Mum would have loved her." Your heart breaks at his hushed words, hand immediately reaching out to caress his cheek as he refuses to hold your gaze, simply looking down at your daughter with sadness hidden deep inside his loving stare.

"Look at me, big guy." It takes a few seconds for him to look up, and when he does, you can feel everything. The regret, the longing, the sadness, the pain. You bring him closer for a soft kiss, both of your lips turning up into a smile as your daughter interrupts you by babbling and holding onto Simon.

"You carry her love with you. In your eyes, your smile, your hair... her love didn't go with her when she passed." He looks down, biting the inside of his cheek softly before nodding his head, carefully holding onto your daughter before laying her down on his chest, one of his hands supporting her neck while the other one holds her body close to his.

"Never saw it that way." His voice sounds distant now, yet it's never devoid of affection and love for you. You know him well enough to know he's visiting a graveyard of memories. You lay down next to him, head resting on his shoulder, planting a kiss on his soft jawline.

"She was the best nan. Always spoiling Joseph and buying him anything she thought he'd like... at some point Tommy and Beth were running out of space because he had so many bloody toys." A small chuckle escapes his lips, smiling fondly at the memories of his family before they were taken from him. He felt comfortable enough with you to be able to speak about his family— you were always so patient, waiting years for this.

"They sound lovely." Another kiss to his jawline as you look at your daughter absent-mindedly run her fingers over his tattoo sleeve. It's ironic, to see such an innocent person tracing something meant to be representing of destruction and loss, yet that's what his life is, two sides of the coin that is Simon Riley's past and present. "I'm sure they're watching over you, proud that you have this life."

He gives you a soft grin, planting a kiss on your forehead as he looks out of the window, fingers absent-mindedly caressing your daughter's back while he looks up at the sky. I made it, mum.

He glowered at her, seething, “You cannot just come into my work and berate me like this.”

She glared right back at him, retorting, “I can. I did. Here I am, tough guy, what’re you gonna do?” She thrust a finger into his chest. “You are a child. How many times do I have to tell you to put your coffee cup in the dishwasher or back by the coffee pot when you’re done with it?”

“I forgot.”

“Oh ho! You forgot? Do I need to staple a list of instructions for basic house rules to your forehead, Alejandro? Put your clothes in the hamper! Put the toilet seat down! Lock the doors!” her glare darkened, and he got nose to nose with her.

“Vete a casa. Ahora.”

“Con quién joder crees que estás hablando?”

“Estoy hablando con mi esposa que necesita recordar quién soy.”

She went silent, eyebrows raising on her forehead and Rudy put a hand over his mouth, muttering, “Oh mierda.”

“What? What’d Alejandro say?” Soap whispered.

“The wrong thing to the wrong woman.”

Her expression turned of one from shock to resignation and she crossed her arms over her chest as she said, “You can sleep at the base tonight.”

Alejandro matched her demeanor. “Sometimes I sleep at the base just so I can get away from you.”

“You’re such an ass,” she scowled.

“Te casaste conmigo,” he shrugged, and she growled at him before turning on her heel and stomping for the door. “I love you, mi alma!” he shouted after her.

She flipped the bird over her head. “Don’t be late for dinner, you ass!”

He hurried around the table, cupping his hands to his mouth. “Dime que me amas!” he shouted. “Mi alma! Dime!”

“I love you!” she yelled back. “But go straight to hell!”

“No puedo esperar a verte allí!”

Soap blinked, looking between the apparent wife as Alejandro chased after her. “What the fuck just happened?”

Rudy exhaled through his nose. “A daily occurrence. C’mon,” he said, tipping his head to the side. “We’d better start getting this planned out.”

“What about Alejandro?”

“Oh, they’re gonna be busy for about an hour. In her car. If you catch—”

“I got it!”

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You got me hooked on pervy Konig 🥵

A/N: Your wish has been granted. (≖⌣≖)

Warnings: cocky, playboy MacTavish who is possessive af (he has no shame), nsfw (choking?, ass slapping, exhibitionism, shower sex, masturbation, creampie, rough sex as punishment)

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✧°. John was a pretty popular guy in his school years. And he knew he was quite handsome too, so he never really complained about the lack of girl’s attention. Things got a little different when he enrolled in the British military. 

✧°. As he reached his twenties, Johnny wasn’t satisfied with teasing all these other recruits in a hall or a canteen. Especially, because it rarely ended with sex, almost never. He was a busy man with loads of obligations around the base. It could be certainly said that he changed a little and grew out of the playboy phase. 

✧°. For a while at least.

✧°. But the lack of previously mentioned intimacy almost drove him nuts. Perv!Soap was a simple man, he just needed to blow off some steam, you know?

✧°. Then one lucky day, a group of new recruits came into the training grounds and you certainly got his attention. A pretty thing that smiled to him as you walked by Sergeant MacTavish. 

✧°. Johnny felt like his veins were flooding with testosterone again, the mere sight of your curves, made his cock throb. None of the other women soldiers intrigued him so much. it had to be that innocent smile of yours.

✧°. So naturally, Perv!Soap offered you a little tour around the base, while keeping his hand on your lower back. He was just trying to be nice and give you a warm welcome, right? He seemed like a spark of joy!

✧°. He would find himself daydreaming about you, about what position he would put you in or what would he do to pull the sweetest screams out of your tight throat. 

✧°. His imagination was wild – you were just sweeping the dust to the tray while kneeling? John already was imagining you on your knees in front of him, begging for his cock, drool dripping from the corners of your mouth. 

✧°. Perv!Soap would be a bold type of man, whose intentions were crystal clear. He wanted to mark you as his as soon as possible. MacTavish couldn't bear the thought of other men laying their disgusting hands on you. He had to claim you first.

✧°. The perfect opportunity happened, when you came into the gym for a sparring session. Of course your good friend was there to train with you! Johnny invited you into a ring, before giving some advice. 

✧°. Being bigger and stronger than you, Soap made you stumble and fall more times than a fingers hand has. Yet, you kept standing up, willing to continue the sparring session. Perv!Soap enjoyed each minute he had your body within his firm grip, your front or back rubbing against him. It really riled him up.

✧°. So when he had you on the ground, laying atop of him and between his thighs in a tight chokehold, Johnny threw a couple of inappropriate jokes towards his friends who were watching the ring. They laughed and you tried to wiggle away once again.

✧°. “Hope yer gonna keep the spirit, bonnie. I like ‘em feisty.” He whispered into your ear, when your throat was being suffocated with his bicep. You struggled again, letting out a whine and a huff. Such an innocent sound, however it got John’s cock almost hard. You felt it digging into your lower back. 

✧°. Perv!Soap would make clear that you already belong to him. If some unfortunate soul dared to look at you in the wrong way, MacTavish would pin them to the wall and threaten them. Or, in a worse case scenario, he would just punch the wretch’s jaw or nose. Hard. 

✧°. Furthermore, when crossing him in the hallway, Soap wouldn’t bother with decency. If he had a desire to smack your plump ass, he wouldn’t hesitate. John would smile to himself, if he managed to pull a loud gasp out of you, when his strong palm struck your bum.

✧°. Perv!Soap’s confidence would only boost if he ever made you flustered. Which was often. With previously mentioned slaps or dirty words whispered into your ear. 

✧°. “Oh, bonnie. Let me fuck yer pretty tits, eh?”

✧°. “Good lass, learnin’ fast, aren’t we? Got me wonderin’, what else can I teach ya?” 

✧°. When it came to drinking outside the base, after a successful mission let’s say, Soap would rather sooner than later pull you into his lap. His thighs were more comfortable than a cheap chair and this way he could watch over you. 

✧°. Because he was a good friend and didn’t want anybody to throw a pill into your drink, right? Johnny called it a “scary dog privilege” when you sat at his thighs. But to be honest, for him it was a power move. Everyone else from your group acknowledged how protective Soap was over his girl.

✧°. Perv!Soap would sneak into your shower cabin and shush your loud gasp, before anyone could hear. He placed his big palm against your lower jaw and placed a finger over his lips. You were so cute, when you tried to cover your modesty, even now when both of you were completely naked. 

✧°. “Ya gotta help me, bonnie. I’ve got a problem.” John said to you, pointing at his painfully hard cock. Your face turned bright red.

✧°. “Now? Someone might hear us!” You yelled at him, keeping the whispering tone. Slowly your hand that was covering your breasts, loosened up and rested at the side of your body. Fuck it, he already seen enough. 

✧°. “Sh, sh, sh. Don’t ya worry, I’ll be quiet, eh?” 

✧°. Petrified or willingly, you allowed him to guide your smaller hand over his throbbing length. Soap stood close to you, his chest brushing against your perky nipples as the stream of warm water ran down your curves and his toned muscles. 

✧°. Perv!Soap showed you how to stroke him and where to squeeze him. As he predicted you were in fact a fast learner. Quickly you understood how he wanted to receive a handjob and you complied, encouraged by his hand sneaking to the side of your face. The other one was playing with your nipples. 

✧°. Sergeant was breathing heavily, huffing into your face just below his. He was getting closer, faster than ever before. You made him this soft, it was your hand that drove him into sweet like honey delirium. 

✧°. When he came, his cum spurted onto your palm and some landed on your stomach. Soap moaned, holding onto the shower stall on his left. 

✧°. However, the warm and thick liquid was washed away by the trickle of water. 

✧°. “That’s a good girl.” Johnny would be so cute and sweet on you, when you did whatever he asked you to.

✧°. But when you misbehaved or even unwittingly flirted with another soldier, Perv!Soap would be rather rough and tough with you, shoving you into the closest, empty storage in the base.

✧°. Johnny would push your face against the wall, tightly gripping your wrists behind your back. He didn’t care when you scowled and whined at him. Soap kicked your feet further apart, before he started to grind against your ass. 

✧°. “You belong to me, remember? Only I can fuck your tight cunny, lass.” 

✧°. Perv!Soap didn’t care that you mumbled out an apology, he wanted to make a point here – to show you were his little fucktoy. 

✧°. So he pushed his way between your puffy folds without any preparations, John knew you would take him anyways. He wasn’t so sweet and gentle about the intercourse, not at all.

✧°. Soap set a fast and rough pace that made each of his powerful thrust borderline painful. Balancing between the soreness and pleasure. One of his hands kept your wrists restrained, while the other hand grabbed a fist full of your hair, forcing you to arch your back for him.

✧°. Your slightly suppressed moans and whines were music to his ears, only encouraging him to keep thrusting into your tight cunt.

✧°. And just before his actions made you and him orgasm, he pulled out of you and nestled his cock between your puffy folds. Ropes of thick cum covered your pussy and instantly began dripping onto your underwear.

✧°. Perv!Soap would pull your panties back up to their place, clinging tightly against your wet sex. Somehow you were conflicted and couldn’t decide if you were disgusted by the feeling of his semen smearing across your labia or were you aroused. 

✧°. “Go on, now.” Johnny told you, slapping your clothed ass in a gentler manner. 

✧°. “But–”

✧°. “If any bastard would try to sneak their hand into your panties, they’ll know, who this cunny belongs to, yes? I marked it.”

Gaz!

What if there was a mission where they had to be in a suit

+ Nik

cw. nsfw, afab!reader, oral (f receiving), bondage, hair pulling *not proofread, just pure horny

[the poll wanted price but I need more alejandro content oops 🤭]

MINORS DNI !!

if someone told you that one day, alejandro vargas was going to be on his knees infront of you with his mouth on your slick cunt and his hands tied behind his back, you probably wouldn't believe them.

he peers up at you through his eyelashes, moaning into your wet pussy at how your eyes are already on him. your legs are perched on his shoulders, your hand buried in his hair to keep his mouth working on you.

you can hear the slight rustle of the cuffs binding him, his lower half tensing as he takes your throbbing clit in his mouth. his tongue drags down your slit, his eyes sparking in the dim office lights.

your thighs tighten around his head, his eyes fluttering as he eases his tongue into you. each of his low moans send jolts of pleasure up your spine. his pants do little to hide how hard he is but oh how he wishes you could feel how much he's leaking within his confines.

alejandro shuffles closer, pressing his nose to your clit while his tongue delves in and out of your sticky cunt. tears glimmer in your eyes as you push the hair out of his face, clenching around his tongue as he merely looks up at you with lust and devotion.

a new wave of love and arousal crashed over you as your eyes shut, basking in the feeling of alejandro lapping up everything you give him. your words are jumbled as each flick of his searing tongue pushed you closer to the edge.

alejandro groaned against your sweet cunt ad your legs tightened around him, holding him there as you rode out your high on his tongue. his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he swallowed down every drop he could get his mouth on.

your hand tugged at his hair harshly, before your thighs loosened around him. both of your breathing is erratic, as you both take a moment to piece yourselves back together. alejandro's mouth and chin are glistening in your juices, a familiar sight that always sends sparks to your still pulsing cunt.

"Lean back, mi amor. I'm not done yet."

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