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[mistresxxx]

Hear me out. I can't be the only one that wants to fuck Al's demon form. Like not just the black eyed tentacle gig, I'm talking full form like the size and all 😭 I can take it I swear, Al (narrator: she could not)

Title: A Reminder To All…

Themes: its giving monster fuc but like oof, demon!form Alastor, tentacles, established relationship, rough sex, growling, blood, possessive behavior, antlers, animalistic behaviors.

It was a rather quiet afternoon at the Hazbin Hotel.

You were up in the radio tower straightening a few things while Alastor was out doing gods know what 

You decided that since you had cleaned up most of the place that you would take a stroll through town as some down time.

You hummed a tune as you passed many sinners out and about. Your stroll led pass the digital shop. You slowed as you noticed a crowd gathered outside a Voxtech store.

There were multiple tvs playing things in the windows and what caught your attention was the deals they had going on.

You bit your lip. Oh it couldnt hurt to window shop right?

You entered and was immediately overwhelmed by all the fancy tech.

why did hell need modern tech you had no idea.

A shiny pink camera caught your attention.

And it was cheap.

You did need a new camera. It would help with advertisement and to show the progress of the hotel you thought as you happily paid for it and went about your way.

what you didn’t know was that Vox had been tracking you the moment you left the hotel.

that camera of yours was now his gateway into seeing what Alastor was up to.

Once back at the hotel you pulled out your shiny new purchase.

you turned it on and walked around filming a bit.

You checking the footage to check out the quality when you heard a record scratch

”what is that my dear?” 

You jumped at the sound of Alastor’s voice and spun around holding the camera

His eyes narrowed on it and quirked his brow at you, airing for an explanation.

”Well Al I-I just thought that the hotel could use a camera to help with promoting. We can record our progress. Now you don’t have to do all the work.” You said with a nervous smile, hoping he wouldn’t toss it.

He walked closer to you, mainly keeping his eyes on the tech.

”and where did you get such a frivolous thing?” 

you gulped “At the v-voxtech store”

His ever-present smile tightened before he shrugged “fine if you think it’ll help”

you breathed a sigh of relief and happily went about your way testing it out.

Unaware of the growing shadows emitting from him.

after spending a few hours getting the hang of your new device, you decided to call it a night and put your camera on your nightstand as you got ready for bed.

You shivered slightly under your cover, grumbling you furrowed further to seek some warmth.

why the hell was it so cold?

you shifted again in bed to feel a heavy weight on top of you.

your eyes flew open and you were met with a very frightening sight.

Alastor.

In his demon form.

Your breath got caught in your throat “A-Al?”

He tilted his head, smile wide and sharp “Sleeping well my dear?” His voice was staticky and distorted.

you were so confused.

you hardly EVER saw Alastor upset, especially to the point were he was in his demon form.

“Why is that in your room dear?” He hissed out, jutting his chin to your camera.

You tilted your head confused at his question.

he was angry about a damn camera?

A clawed hand was at your throat.

”I allow many things dear, but this unattractive piece of scrap in your room? That is where I draw the line”

You let out a squeak as your clothes suddenly disappeared and covers ripped away.

”A-Al?!”

Your hands were quickly restrained by his shadows and your legs were spreaded to welcome him closer.

when the hell did he undress?

You felt the faint ghost touch of a tentacle slide against your cunt, teasing your clit. You let out a soft moan.

”Already soaking dearest?” He hummed amused.

You felt the weight of his dick slap against your cunt.

your eyes widened he wasn’t going to…

”Alastor w-wait! I c-can’t!”

A long tongue sweated the side of your face

”But you will darling” and with that he slammed into you.

Your body seized at the sudden intrusion. You let out a cry that was silenced by a tentacle wrapping around your mouth.

Alastor rutted into you, growling and snarling.

Your eyes faintly drifted to the camera by your bed.

A blinking red dot turned on and off.

Alastor gave you a rather harsh thrust.

”eyes on me dear”

you whined loudly, trying to shift your body to accommodate to his harsh thrusting. Your eyes drifted to the top of his head.

Antlers.

you felt your fingers itch with the need to find purchase on them.

you gave a tug at the shadows and huffed, making little grabbing motions hoping he would get the hint.

he granted you grace and your hands immediately flew to his antlers.

He let outa low growl and sunk his teeth into your shoulder.

With his dick hitting that delious spot inside you, you could feel him bottoming out.

You were flipped onto your stomach, facing the camera.

the shadow around your mouth disappeared and a claw hand found your tongue.

”put on a show Mon cher” You felt him flush against you.

Moans and whines filled the room as he  pounded your cunt.

A high pitch whine left your throat as you felt your cunt clench around him.

you were gonna cum soon.

”A-Al-la-stor Ah!” Your eyes crossed as your body tensed and twitched from your orgasm. He let out a deep growl and quickened his pace.

Did he get bigger?

you were suddenly face to face with him.

Your noses brushing against each other as he sought after his own release.

Your arms wrapped around his elongated neck and a hand found one of his ears.

you tugged.

Static ran through your body as he slapped his lips on yours and slammed his hips into you, purring as he filled you with his cum.

you whimpered as your legs were finally released and dropped.

Alastor was breathing heavy as he reached over to the camera

”hope you enjoyed the show old pal” he laughed before destroying the camera.

you were drifting to sleep as you watched him transform back to normal.

”sleep well my dear” was the last thing you heard as he tucked you into his side, humming a soft tune with a wide smile.

He gave a reminder.

Dont fuck with the Radio Demon.

[mistresxxx]

Yes

Reacquainted

Tumblr butchered my gif, sorry folks :(

Pairing: Simon "Ghost" Riley x fem!military!reader

Synopsis: Seeing old friends again is such a pleasure.

Warnings: SMUT. MDNI. Cursing, Oral (F receiving), fingering, p in v sex, unprotected sex.

You couldn't see anything but the glowing-red rim of your cigarette, taking a drag. The sun had long since set, heading into the later hours of the night. Crickets chirped, almost violently, in the long grass- a welcomed relief from gunfire and explosions.

You leaned against the side of the house, M4 hung over your side. You had already been waiting close to an hour, thighs burning, feet aching. You wanted to rest, to have a hot shower- just the thought of it made your eyes flutter shut.

You heard a distinct sound- footsteps- and quickly threw your cigarette, lifting your rifle to your shoulder. Peering down the sight, you scanned the area, finally focusing in on the looming shadows, swaying with every step through the field of grass. You let out a deep sigh when you recognized the undeniable outline of Soap and Ghost, headed your way.

As they neared, your suspicions were confirmed; a Union Jack velcro'd to Soap's tactical vest, and the outline of a skull on Ghost's balaclava. Seeing the unforgettable mask made you shiver, your nerves on edge.

"Wondered when you'd be joining me," You called, lowering the rifle.

"Cut us some slack, you've had a head start," Soap replied, his humour offering a bit of a comfort.

"Or you're just slow," You shouted back.

They strode up to the safe house, finally out of the long grass. Heading toward you, you smiled when Soap extended his hand.

"Welcome back, L/N," His hand gripped yours, a firm shake.

"Thanks, Johnny," You nodded. "Lieutenant," You said, eyes shifting to the man that towered over both yourself and the Sergeant.

"L/N," Ghost nodded.

"Good to see you," You said softly.

You weren't shy by any means, but under his gaze you felt like hiding.

You scanned his frame, the same old feeling reigniting when you looked at him; a fire deep in your abdomen, fluttering when your eyes ran over his shoulders.

The hands that clung to his rifle were large- another thing you hadn't forgotten- and hiding beneath all the gear was a physique that made your thighs clench together. You tried to remain unaffected, but laying your eyes on him up close, you couldn't help but feel aroused.

"Let's get inside," He said. "On my count."

Entering the safe house, you lifted your rifle, doing a quick sweep with Ghost leading and Soap behind you.

Once clear, you turned on the lantern that sat on a small coffee table. It offered little illumination, unable to be seen from outside.

After confirming you were safe, you parted with your vest and rifle, setting them on a nearby chair.

The safe house wasn't in great shape; skewed floorboards, peeling paint, even some crumbling drywall. It served its purpose, however, and you didn't plan to be holed up for long- just until morning.

A dense, heavy smell of mold and mildew filled the air, thick layers of dust and cobwebs on every surface.

"When'd you get in?" Soap asked, sitting with a huff on the chair across from you.

"Couple days ago, been in between places so far. Price filled me in," You grunted as you unlaced your boots, throwing them on the floor with a thud.

"You'll be joinin' us tomorrow then?" He leaned back.

You nodded.

Ghost had retrieved firewood from the cellar, letting it fall in front of the make-shift fireplace. He was hunched over, stacking the chopped logs. He took of his gloves; lighting a match, he held it to a small collection of wood shavings.

He finally stepped back, watching the fire ignite, stoking and rearranging before it began to take.

You sighed, head falling back as you relished in the warmth.

Ghost sat beside you on the sofa, arms crossed, still fully equipped. Your lips turned up into a smirk; he hadn't changed, still unable to fully relax.

Your head turned to the window, eyes focusing on the stars and moon. There was nothing but the crackling fire and crickets to satiate the silence, save for some deep breaths every so often.

After some time basking in the warm glow of the fire, you heard a yawn.

"Alright," Soap said, finally shattering the silence. "I'll see you two in the mornin'." Standing to his feet with a stretch, he called out as he rounded the corner, "I'm takin' the bed."

"Bastard," You shouted back.

No response- you let out an exhale, smiling to yourself.

"How long you here for?" Ghost asked, eyes still glued to the flames.

You turned your head, staring at the side of his mask.

"As long as it takes to get this done," You said, feet curling up under yourself. "Miss me that much?" You teased.

Ghost hardly scoffed, a quiet reaction that you had tuned yourself into. You were used to his demeanour.

"I wouldn't blame you," You said, turning to focus on the fire. "Last time we worked together- well, we had fun."

Your lips twitched, fondly remembering the first kiss you ever shared, inside a Humvee. The first time you'd had sex: the forest floor after being forced to camp out for the night. Ghost was barely able to resist you; and there you were again, his very own ghost, haunting him with your face, your body, even your smell.

He hummed softly, again, barely audible.

"Was hard to keep my hands off you back then," He said, his voice raspy as he tried to keep it down.

"Back then? Have I really lost my touch after just a couple years?" You furrowed your brows, feigning offence.

"Not entirely, you're just older now- not as young and innocent," His voice was serious, but you heard the mocking inflection in his tone.

"If anything, you stole my innocence." You leaned closer.

"Well worth it," He replied. His chest rose and fell as he hid a small laugh. "Now you're spoiled goods."

His tone was dry, and if you hadn't known Ghost for as long as you did, you would've punched him.

You gently pushed his shoulder. "You're no young-buck yourself."

"Thought you liked my experience," He turned ever so slightly, eyes peering down at you.

"I faked it, every time," You bit back a grin.

"That's a shame- might have to have a do-over."

"I thought you preferred my youth and innocence?" You drawled, mimicking his tone.

"You know better sweetheart- I prefer you." He was still facing forward, though his eyes were dead set on yours.

You felt your body temperature rise a few degrees, the warmth spreading between your thighs. You moved even closer, legs shifting slowly to slide yourself over his lap, thighs straddling his hips.

His eyes shut, inhaling deeply, trying to distract himself from the way you began to push yourself against him.

"Are you gonna sit there, or get yourself reacquainted with my pussy?" You asked.

"Fuckin' filthy, you are," His eyes snapped open, burning into yours.

"I missed you," You said, lips parted. "She missed you," Your eyes shifted to your groin, then back at his.

He let out a low groan, his hands suddenly gripping your waist. You shuddered, the nostalgic feeling of his hands on you was enough to have you seeping though the seat of your pants.

"Can't make you wait any longer then, can I?" He tilted his head.

"It would be incredibly rude," You teased.

"Suppose I'll have to indulge you, then," He said.

Your tongue stuck to your cheek, hiding a smug grin. He lifted his vest over his head, letting it fall off the couch behind you, before his hands were back on your waist.

He held on tightly, helping you rock your hips against his crotch. The seam of your pants hit your clit in a way that made you shiver. He took note of your reaction, taking over all movement as he dragged your hips against him.

"Missed those pretty little moans," He said.

He let out a low growl, feeling you grind over his cock, which had been hard since he first laid eyes on you again. He had to admit- he found a woman with a gun to be especially arousing. The only significance now being that it was you who held it. You who occupied his thoughts and dreams for those years spent apart. You who he'd imagined during the rare nights he had to himself, when he could find release.

You thought no differently; Ghost had no competition. The man worshipped you, respected you- treated you like you deserved, aside from some unsavoury arguments between teammates. That was in the past though, as he had you now, back in his grasp, riding his lap like you were trying to make him cum.

Your head fell back, breathing heavily as Ghost lifted your shirt off your body, his balaclava inching up so he could feel your skin on his lips again. The first kiss was invigorating, like taking a sip of water after a drought. He must've thought so too- a quiet moan coming from the back of his throat.

You allowed him full access to your body, your hands gripping his shoulders as he marked every inch. His lips covering your breasts, flicking his tongue over your nipples the way he knew you liked. His hands massaged your breasts, thumbs encircling your nipples. You were gasping, calling for God inside the small room.

His calloused hand ran down your stomach, fingers undoing your trousers to crawl beneath your panties.

You exhaled sharply, "Fuck, those fingers," You flashed a smile, pleasure rippling through you.

His fingers spread your pussy, feeling his way from your entrance to your clit, applying enough pressure to make you jerk against him. He continued, fingers rubbing your clit from beneath your jeans.

"Never forgot how wet this cunt gets, barely even need to touch you," He breathed, leaning into your neck.

His breath fanned against your neck and chest, fingers working tirelessly. Your head tilted to the side, and he took advantage, pressing his lips to your throat.

"I thought about these fingers on some lonely nights," You inhaled sharply.

"Tell me," He urged, his tongue sticking out to taste your skin.

"Inside me," You said, arching your back. "Rubbing my clit," You paused, shuddering when your abdomen began to tighten. "In my mouth."

He groaned softly, his other hand pulling you tighter against his chest. Slowly, he inserted two fingers, waiting for you to accommodate him before he stimulated your clit again.

"God- you can make me cum so quickly," You nearly laughed.

"I know you like the back of my hand, sweetheart. Give it to me," He cooed.

You were panting now, hips bucking against his fingers. He was deep inside you, letting you ride his hand until you came undone. Your thighs flexed, calves nearly cramping by the time your orgasm finished. Your abs were tight, hands reaching around his neck to hold him in place.

He gently removed his hand from your pants, pulling his shirt over his head. You had regained your breath, now distracted by the image of his torso and chest, glistening with sweat in the orange-tinge of firelight, just as toned as you remembered.

You let your thoughts get the better of you, reaching out to flatten your palms against his chest. Moving down, your fingertips traced every hill and dip on his abdomen. He shivered.

"Take your trousers off," He ordered, standing you up.

You slowly slid the camo-coloured pants off your thighs, kicking them to the floor. Your panties were next, hooking your thumbs in them, and pulling them down.

His eyes were glued to your body, taking in every curve, every freckle, every stretch mark. He licked his lips.

"You've seen it before Ghost, stop staring," You chastised him, feeling a bit insecure under his eyes.

"I could see it a million times, it'd never get old, sweetheart."

He yanked his belt from his pants, his meeting yours on the floor. He guided you onto the couch, your back moulding to the cushions. Goosebumps covered your skin, nipples erect with the cool air.

When Ghost crawled over you, his body emanating heat, you sighed with content. He leaned down, his lips pressing against yours. Your breaths were in sync as your lips moved against each others. Your hands reached up to his jaw, fingers clinging to the stubble you could feel beneath the mask.

His tongue dove inside your mouth, sliding against your own. You whimpered softly, a small pang in your stomach as you realized just how badly you missed him; the taste and feel of his lips on yours.

He pulled back, whispering into your mouth, "Been dyin' to taste you, love. Put your legs on my shoulders."

You didn't need to be told twice, doing as he said. He left a trail of hungry kisses from your jaw to your hip bones, teeth biting at your soft flesh. You were writhing with anticipation, hips circling to rub against his groin.

His tongue flattened against you, slowly introducing it to your clit. The impact made you jump, and his hands steadied your hips. He didn't let up, now licking and sucking at your clit more aggressively.

Your fingers tangled in your hair, lips parting as you panted, calling his name. Your breath hitched in your throat when he submerged your clit in his mouth, sucking harshly.

His fingers returned, his tongue showing no mercy as he drove into you. You swallowed, still sensitive from your previous orgasm, it wouldn't take long to reach your second.

Your thighs flexed, heels digging into his back as you used him as leverage to bring your pussy closer to his face. He groaned, the vibration running up your spine. You reached down, your fingers gripping the balaclava. Your eyes squeezed shut, choked gasps escaping your lungs.

He continued his torture, devouring you so well your legs began to shake. His hand clamped around your thigh, squishing your flesh in his grasp. The added stimulation pushed you even closer, sparks of pleasure erupting before it became a full-fledged fire, engulfing your body.

Your back arched off the couch, moaning aloud as you came. Your hand slammed against the back of the couch, holding on for dear life as your pussy clenched down.

"Christ," He murmured.

His fingers withdrew slowly, mesmerized by the way your pussy clung to them. You'd soaked his fingers and his face, and you pulled him up over you to taste it.

He grunted with satisfaction when your lips cleaned off his fingers, then his mouth. You savoured the taste of yourself on his lips, closing your eyes as you sought out his tongue, tastebuds recognizing your own flavours.

You sat up, lips still on his, waiting for him to sit back. You knelt on the floor before him, his thighs spreading as he realized you were reaching for his cock.

Your eyes met his, a lust-filled stare that only broke when you pulled his briefs down, revealing his cock. He grunted in approval, watching you shift to get comfortable, lifting yourself closer to him.

You hoped you still had the same touch, hoped you'd be able to make him feel as good as he did you. When you leaned forward, letting a trail of spit fall onto the tip of his cock, he inhaled deeply. You looked up at him, enjoying the sight of anticipation in his body language.

You decided not to torture him, not this time. You'd missed taking him in your mouth, his hand in your hair, his soft groans as you took him deeper into your mouth.

You wrapped your lips around the tip, suctioning softly before diving a bit further.

"Bloody fuckin' hell," He moaned, his hand reaching to the back of your head, gripping your hair. "Can't say I didn't think about this mouth."

You wanted to smile, the praise only made you wetter.

You took him as deep as you could, saliva pooling around his cock as you plunged him to the back of your throat. Your tongue cradled the underside of his cock, moving with your head as you moved up and down his length.

His head fell back, hips shifting when you brought your hand to his cock, twisting your wrist. You accidentally slurped, the excess saliva draining down his cock. He grunted in response, spurring you to do it again.

Your quiet moans, heavy breathing as you sucked in air through your nose, made his breathing pick up. Watching your lips tight around his cock, hand wrapped around him, eyes looking into his, he took your cheek in his hand.

"'M gonna cum if you keep that up."

You stopped, letting his cock slip from your mouth. Sniffling, you wiped your mouth, straddling his hips once again.

His hands reached did your hips, eyes following you as you knelt over his thighs, taking his cock and aligning it with your entrance.

As you slowly sat down, you moaned in sync, pushing through the soft walls of your pussy. You finally reached the end, his cock buried deep inside you. You breathed quietly, a shiver running through you at how absolutely full you were.

"Oh my God," You mumbled, head falling forward to his.

"So fuckin' tight, sweetheart," He said, his voice strained when your pussy squeezed around him.

You began moving your hips, rolling forward. His pelvis rubbed against your clit in a way that made your eyes roll. His cock nuzzled against your G-Spot, and every movement was pushing you closer to your climax.

His grip on your hips loosened, his hands reaching up to massage your breasts. He slid further up, gripping your throat with you grinding against his body. You were panting, heart racing, stomach tense.

He grabbed your waist, flipping you down onto the couch. His cock still buried inside you, your thighs around his waist, he began thrusting into you. His head fell to your shoulder, eyes on you as he watched you moan.

"Missed fuckin' this pussy," He grunted, moving his hands above your head to grip the arm of the couch.

Your eyes trailed down, from his dark gaze to his abs, flexing with every thrust, to his cock, moving in and out of you. His biceps strained above you when you reached out to his chest, palms rubbing over his pecs and his shoulders. You couldn't pull your eyes away from his body, and watching him fuck you had you even closer to cumming than before.

You licked your fingers, reaching down to rub your clit while he plunged himself deeper inside you.

"That's it," He grunted between thrusts. "Play with that cunt."

You arched your body against his, moaning his name in whispers as you felt the beginnings of your orgasm. He recognized your facial expression, eyebrows drawn together, wet lips parted slightly, whispers falling from your tongue. It made his knees weak.

"I'm cumming," You choked, pussy clenching around his cock.

Your chest rose and fell quickly, gasping for air as you bore down, riding out your orgasm. Your face flushed with heat, and watching you recover in the glow of the fire was a sight to behold. Your body covered with sweat, hands pressed against him, wisps of hair sticking to the sweat on your forehead. He savoured the sculpture he'd moulded you into.

He was close too, driven even closer when he watched you. His grunts became more frequent, relishing the way your pussy clung onto him. His hands gripped your waist, allowing him to thrust quicker inside you as he chased his climax. He was panting, pecs flexing as he held you still, cock driving deep inside you. His quick movements allowed you to enjoy the last fleeting moments of your orgasm.

"'M cummin' sweetheart," He breathed.

"Inside me-" You sighed.

He groaned upon hearing your direction, and watched your breasts bounce with every roll of his hips. In seconds his thrusts were faltering, hips jerking sporadically against your thighs. He let out breathy pants, finally stopping.

He stayed there for a moment, his eyes locked with yours.

"Now I know why we did this so often," You teased.

"Seems your touch ain't gone after all," He quipped.

You smiled.

You hated to think about it- leaving again. Seeing Ghost again brought feelings to the surface that you weren't even aware of.

"I might stay a bit longer," You said, avoiding his gaze, in fear of rejection.

He settled back on his heels, still inside you.

"Could use you around here," He nodded.

"So it's a matter of my skills?" You shot back, a small grin on your lips.

"You do have skills-" He replied. "But, I did miss your arrogant arse."

He left a smack on your ass as he pulled out, offering you his shirt to clean up with.

"A little more sweet-talking and I might just marry you," You chuckled.

"Sight of you like this every mornin' wouldn't be too bad."

"Think you'd survive?"

"Barely."

A smile crossed your lips, and he reached over, pulling you up into his arms to rest against his chest.

[mistresxxx]

zero - part II

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⤥ warnings: strong language and violence.

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you watched as ghost carefully tended to your gunshot wound. a sting went throughout your body when he wiped off the dried blood - you groaned lightly at the feel.

you noticed ghost eyes looked up at you, “sorry…” you mumbled.

you were laying on a old couch that was at the current safe house you found and ghost was kneeling down to see your injury.

thankfully the safe house had some medical supplies stored.

every bit of useful supplies you always kept with yourself was left in your backpack with the shadows and graves in the car.

ghost had hardly said a word when you both got to the safe house. you both had to move quick as graves was looking for you, soap, and ghost. it was clear enough that graves was willing to do anything to get you all.

you shut your eyes in annoyance with the situation, you felt like you were dead weight to ghost, “why haven’t you said anything?” you finally asked him.

you were used to ghost speaking up in situations like this but you were left with nothing, it made you feel worse about the situation.

ghost sealed up the wound and set down the medical supplies, “what you were willing to do was stupid.” he finally spoke.

he was right.

ghost was always the one to be blunt and straight forward, there’s no beating around the bush with him.

“why is that?” you couldn’t help yourself.

you just had to ask, you were irritated at the situation at hand and your words just spilled out before you could think.

ghost got up from the floor and walked to look out a near window. you heard commotion going on - the shadows were killing innocents.

sure, the cartel had people under their wings but hearing the screams of the women and men that had no clue what was going on made you more motivated to get back at graves.

“bloody bastard.” you heard ghost say under his breath.

you knew this upset ghost as well, he had his suspicions towards graves as is and he was right all long.

ghost turned towards you - “price and i taught you better than to let anger control you.” he finally answered.

you felt disappointed in yourself when the words came out.

he was right, yet again.

once joining task force 141, you had spent a lot of time with price and ghost. price would often be the one to give you the best advice while ghost furthered your training.

spending time with each other allowed you both to open up, occasionally. you were the first to slowly let your walls down and tell him about why you are the way that you are and ghost would occasionally drop hints about his past.

in some cases you were similar.

"we're a team y/n. we need to stick together." ghost said.

a scoff escaped your lips.

you still couldnt help yourself and his words upset you further, your hand skimmed your cheek across your newly scar. "is that why you guys came looking for me?"

you were being stubborn and soon regret it as soon as the words left your lips.

the fuck are you thinking.

but the words kept going, "if i wasnt with sin nombre i bet you lot wouldve just left me."

"thats not true and you know it." ghost responded calmly.

you got up and walked towards ghost, "then where the hell was alejandro or you, you were overwatch! you had soap doing the task to get her but alejandro failed to be the eyes and ears when we needed it!"

you wanted to say i needed but that was selfish.

you were never selfish and always knew things happen out of plans when going on missions. nothing is ever set in stone because the enemy can always have another plan.

you were acting out and knew it but you couldn’t stop. it was a foreign feeling to feel this way but you wanted answers. you were picking a battle that wasn’t worth fighting.

you never asked about that day because there were other important things to tackle.

there still are other important things to tackle.

ghost looked down at you - you were small compared to him but still you managed to feel taller than him in your fit of anger.

"stop talking zero," he warned you.

"no." you responded.

ghost pushed past you, "that wasnt a request, it was an order."

you turned to ghost in disbelief, "you want me to shut up then tell me what i want to know simon."

ghost pov

she was being so bloody stubborn.

when the words “if i wasn’t with sin nombre you lot would’ve just left me.” hit me i was shocked at first but not surprised.

she was used to being left alone by those who are supposed to care for her - she had been alone since she was twelve.

a good for nothing father and a even worse mother.

i thought our chats would unknowingly let her know that no one in 141 is leaving her for any reason.

not even me.

we understood each other more than the others and i know for a fact that shes eating at herself for letting the words spill out with each word she speaks.

her calling me simon in a case like this pushed a button.

zeros pov

"where the hell did you think i was when the team collected sin nombre and you!" he raised his voice slightly. ghost looked into your eyes, you both were close to each other.

your chest rising and falling quickly trying to calm yourself down.

you scanned his eyes, "i was making my way to somehow get into that building as i got confirmation from alejandro that he couldn’t find you. i was willing to possibly risk the mission." he lowered his voice again.

he let out a big sigh and walked away.

you felt like a fool as soon as he said he was willing to risk the mission before you could respond to ghost you both heard soaps voice come through communication, a wave of relief hit both of you at the sound of it.

“we’re at a safe house now but zero is injured.” ghost told soap.

soap was whispering his words, “what are we gonna do L.t.?”

he had to be hiding from the shadows.

ghost looked at you for a split second, “meet us at the towns church, we have a better chance at getting the hell out of here from that direction.”

you grabbed your weapon and began trying to prepare yourself to head to the church but soon you groaned in pain, “shit…”

ghost looked at you as you tried to brush it off but doing that was no use. you were only going to further your injury.

he took off his sweatshirt and noticed a bit of his stomach flashed in doing so, you quickly averted your eyes from the sight and felt your cheeks grow red, “here.” you heard him say.

he made a makeshift sling out of his sweatshirt, you felt embarrassed at catching a glimpse of his stomach.

he had a happy trail and seen he was definitely in shape. you had to be in shape of course but you never got to see simons build with his armor always being on him 24/7.

“thanks…” still embarrassed about everything. you tried to avoid his eyes but his eyes were looking at you before you looked at him.

he tied his two sleeves together behind your neck, “don’t worry about it.” was all he said.

[two days later]

the last two days had been... tense.

you were hardly speaking to ghost after that night and people that were around were starting to notice.

soap, thankfully, is doing well after being shot by graves. he seemed to be in high spirits after seeing familiar faces again - you couldnt imagine being alone and injured while trying to dodge the shadows and graves.

you luckily had ghost who was quick with his decision making and was able to take down shadows by himself. the only time you both had talked when he was ordering you to wait or to follow him to get passed a few shadows.

getting out was easy with a partner.

none of you had gotten much sleep as everyones thoughts kept them up at night.

you were injured and tired but still had to keep fighting to get alejandro back and the final missile that was still in the hands of the enemy.

"graves most likely has alejandro here," rudy pointed at the map.

once ghost and you were able to round up soap, he took you to alejandros safe house, when you got there rudy was waiting. "graves also detained your men, would they be located in the same vicinity?" you asked rudy.

he nodded, "likely."

"we're going to need more than what we got." you told the group.

you looked at ghost and soap and they gave a nod in agreement, "we're well stocked." said rudy as he opened up a door that led to an armory.

"get supplies for your team and lets head out." ghost ordered.

everyone agreed and began getting ready.

"you got it L.t." said soap.

the group broke off to prepare for the mission. rudy was gathering equipment for his team, soap was getting his gear on, while ghost was studying the map of alejandros base.

wanting to talk to him you chose to ignore your thoughts and decided best to get ready. you went to freshen up and to take a look at your wound, you looked in the mirror and sort of felt like a different person.

you reflected upon recent events, "what in the fuck y/n." you said to yourself.

you splashed cold water on your face.

everything felt wrong.

everything is wrong.

a slight feeling of regret hit you as you thought about price recruiting you for 141.

the what ifs began to fill your head.

you werent an emotional person and the last few days proved that - you didnt know how to handle new feelings, "y/n." a familiar voice said behind you.

you looked in the mirror to see ghost standing at the doorway.

"i couldve been using the bathroom." you told him half jokingly.

"then you would have had the door closed." he responded and caused you to laugh lightly.

you turned to ghost and leaned against the sink counter, "what can i do for you?" trying to pretend everything was normal between you two. you were too busy looking at your bandage to notice that ghost was close to you now, "i want to talk about the other day." ghost told you.

you stopped your actions to look up at ghost.

he was closer than expected - your bodies almost pressed against each other. "right..." was all you said. you looked down at the ground in embarrassment, "im sorry about that, i honestly dont know what i was thinking about being selfish to think that way." you told him truthfully.

ghost tilted your chin up to look back at him, "dont apologize." was all he said.

you felt yourself beginning to blush at his actions, "ghost..." you began but he soon cut you off with his words, "i know you're beating yourself up over it but dont. i want you to understand that no one in 141 is leaving your side. understand?" he told you.

you gave him a half smile, "i supp-"

"i dont want a 'i suppose so' response. i want you to say that you understand, we are sticking together." he told you. he finger still rested below your chin, "i understand..." you trailed off.

"good girl." he responded.

you blushed more that this response, "lets head out - itll be nightfall soon." he told you.

ghost left the room to leave you like a blushing idiot, your face was visibly red as you looked back into the mirror. ghost had never flirted with you in the past but...

"no, he didnt mean it like that. right?" you asked yourself.

ghost pov

i hadnt realized how i felt about y/n until the last few days.

i purposely didnt speak to her much to get my head straight but it was useless. i seen how tense she was because we hadnt been speaking, she wanted to talk but didnt know how to approach me.

i felt responsible for it as i couldve easily spoke up but i also didnt know how to approach her. i decided to stop thinking too much into it about what to say or how to say it and just sort of... followed my heart when i spoke to her.

i did exactly that.

my heart was pound with each word i said and action i did. i hoped she couldnt hear my heartbeat as it felt like it was going to pop out of my chest. wearing a mask came in handy for many purposes, she couldnt see my face become red with my words but i could see hers.

she looked pretty when she became shy, i had never seen her that way before.

seeing her in that light confirmed my thoughts further.

i had a bloody crush.

zeros pov

getting into alejandros base was easy, the shadows had some guards on patrol but they werent on high alert like we suspected.

ghost had warned us that graves most likely didnt give up on finding us, we were so far lucky as you all maneuvered through the base.

soap was on cameras with rudy, he was instructing you and ghost the best approach to try to reach alejandro.

"zero, theres one on the balcony. take em out quietly, theres two others in the distance that can hear the body drop if you used your pistol." soap warned in the ear piece.

you worked your way climbing to the balcony to reach the shadow, you could see ghost covering behind a wall. you stuck your knife into the shadow, covering his mouth in the process.

"not so bad after being shot, eh?" soap commented on your ability.

ghosts voice came through, "johnny, focus."

"right. you both can either take out the two shadows out with your gun or knife. the coast seems clear for a bit of ways now." soap instructed.

you looked down at ghost who better positioned himself, "take em out, zero. i got right." ghost told through comms.

you took out your silenced pistol to aim to the shadow to the left and pulled the trigger and ghost followed. the bodies dropped and you noticed a truck pulling up, "shit, ghost... theres a truck approaching. they might see you and the bodies."

ghost noted your words, "soap, visual?" he asked.

"theres a power bank nearby, if you turn it off then the shadows will be blind. theres four of them, seems like theyre splitting up." soap told ghost.

you noticed ghost reaching the power bank and cut the power. "good work, one of them is approaching you L.t. - he seems like a big boy. your knife skills will be useful." soap said.

ghost quickly moved his way around to hide from the approaching shadow, he was distracted turning the power back on and ghost took the opportunity to strike him down.

you and ghost continued to work your way through the shadows in a stealthy manner, luckily they werent alerted but you still had to work quickly to reach alejandro. you and ghost looked at the holding cell building in front of you.

"rudy, soap. coast is clear - make your way down here and we can get alejandro." ghost instructed.

you looked at ghost, he was still keeping an eye out for any shadows that might be lurking. you couldnt help but feel butterflies flutter in your stomach as you thought back to a few hours ago.

"take a picture." he said to you.

"what?" you laughed. he couldnt respond as you both heard footsteps approaching from behind, "lets get alejandro, yeah?" soap spoke with a smile.

"hes going to be upstairs, there should be a room across that unlocks the doors. lets take it slow and approach from there." rudy told us. ghost agreed, "a team gets alejandro, b team moves to get the rest of rudys men."

b team being you and rudy, "supply your men once you can. im sure graves is going to be alerted soon since his shadows have gone MIA." ghost ordered.

the team was able to take the quiet approach at first but one of the guards was able to alert graves before meeting his death, "shit..." ghost cursed as he, soap, and rudy was approaching heavy fire from enemies above.

you were a bit ahead of the team as you were able to move quickly compared to them, you noticed a room across that had weapons stored. "ghost... im going to try to work my way to high ground." you commed.

"what?" ghost responded back, "you stick with the team."

you rolled your eyes, "we're in a shit situation, we arent all going to make it out alive if we dont try to get the advantage." you told him, you already quickly made your way to the room and grabbed an AR that was fully kited but noticed a sniper sitting off to the side.

"bingo." you told yourself.

"zero!" you heard ghost call for you.

you were already rushing outside to see if you could work your way up to the rooftops as the building had skylights to get the advantage over the shadows, you noticed a latter and quickly climbed it.

as you looked down in on the windows you seen the shadows and ghosts team still fighting, a few had been taken down but still no real advancements were made - "im right here, sir." you told ghost before taking a shot at a shadow.

the body fell over the railing and fell down in front of rudy.

"what the hell was that?!" a shadow said to another.

you held your breath to help focus on the scattering shadows, they were panicking as they still had no clue where the shots were coming from.

you helped the team push forward as the shadows were becoming less and less, "good work," ghost said - "we're nearing alejandros cell, hurry down here and help rudy get his men.

"hard copy, rudy head down there. ill meet you." you told him.

rudy noted your words, you turned around to see a man standing near you with two others. "Now... what are you doing here." graves said before you could report back to ghost and the rest, you were met with a butt of a gun.

"zero? where are you?" rudy commed, "ghost! she isnt here." he continued.

you heard their voices but were too weak to respond, soon everything turned black.

"zero! how copy?!" ghost yelled.

to be continued...

please keep in mind this is a potential slow burn! smutty simon and fluffy simon will make an appearance at some point(s) in the series.

i do not own anything of call of duty or any of the characters. I rewrote some bits of the campaign to include 'zero’ for structure for the rest of my story.

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[mistresxxx]

Couldn't resist

Ghost x afab reader

This man has been stuck in my head for MONTHS so I had to write. Once again I'm barly getting into writing sumt so please give me a break. This was kinda rushed, I wrote this in about an hour. Nun the less enjoy

Summary: all of task force 141 were having drinks at the base, you got a little to flirty with alejandro.

Warnings ig? - foul language, p in v, rough sex, a drip of praise, ghost just being an asshole. I honestly feel like this man dosent know what calm sex is. He's just aggressive, 18+ minors go away thank you ♡

It just started off as drinks, harmless really. All of task force 141 got done with a mission and thought they'd celebrate with some drinks at the base.

You where not new but had only been apart of 141 for a year. Price walked in with a bottle of vodka "this is apart of my personal collection so you lads should be happy im sharing" he laughed "just pour some shots captain" you smiled back " impaciencia somos ahora?" Alejandro spoke before taking a sip from his beer. You took a shot and looked at him "solo tratando de pasar un buen rato" he leaned in "Sé cómo mostrarte un buen momento hermosa." You smiled "me gustaria eso señor~" you purred. Before you and him could go any further ghost slammed his gun on the table. Which made everyone look over at him "oops" he looked at you.

After that ghost grabbed a bottle of bourbon and went to his room, soup tried shouting "COME ON L.T LIVE ALITTLE" but all that was herd was a slamming door.

The night was calm, soup, gaz and ruddy where playing uno while plastered. Alejandro and price where sitting at the table sipping on there beers going over paper work and you where just watching the three boys act like 5 year Olds. You got tired and decided to go to bed.

The next day was another mission so the boys had to shake the hang overs, which they oddly did well.

Before 141 head out they said goodbye to alejandro and ruddy since they where getting on a plane back to Las Almas. Alejandro went to shake your hand and pulled you in "Quise decir lo que dije princesa" you pulled away wide eyed he smiled at you and started walking away "hasta pronto hermanos" ruddy yelled. You felt a pair of eyes on you, of course they where ghosts. You just walked away.

Price had you and ghost stationed on a building, 2 snipers ready if need be. The rest of the men would infiltrate the building and try to get the drug lord out as peacefully as possible but everyone new that wasn't going to happen.

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"Do you two have eyes on the target?" Price asked. "Yes sir" you and ghost both spoke, "alright good we're going in now, wait for my call. Soap and his team will go in a little while after us, out."

You leaned back looking at ghost who was still staring threw the scope of his sniper. "He said he'd call it you don't need to keep watch" you spoke matter of factly "don't care" ghost sharply stated. You rolled your eyes and asked "what's been with you lately? You slammed your gun down on the table last night when me and alejandro were talking and you stared daggers into me and him early today." He stayed silent, you then got more annoyed at how dry he was acting so you decided to push his buttons. "Ohhh I know what this is about, you don't like we where flirting with eachother?" He still said nothing trying his dambist to just stare down the scope. You pushed further "come on ghost we fucked once. one time. Dosent mean you get to be mad im was flirting with someone else." Nothing said. And futher you pushed "what is it you scared he might fuck me bet-" your words where cut off with a hand aggressively put around your throat. "You need to learn to shut the fuck up." He looked down at you "oh so he dose speak" you chuckled. Which just pissed him off more. "What do you want "y/n" you smiled "for you to fuck me obviously."

Before you could react he had you up against the wall. "We're making this fucking quick. Pants off." He spoke annoyed. "Yes sir" you smiled. You pulled your panties and your pants down to your ankle. he lifted you up on top of a box that was in the room with you to. He slides 2 fingers in "already wet for me? Fucking slut, you wanted this." You grinned your hips "mmhmm maybe I did" you smile "you annoying little shit." You can see him roll his eyes threw the mask before pumping his fingers into you faster. "Ghost we're entering the building you see us?" Soap asks over the coms, you forgot soaps team hadn't gone in yet. Your eyes widening. "ghost how copy" soap questions "you stay fucking quite" his hand that was on your neck moves to click the button to speak "affirmative I see you. Y/n just wouldn't shut up." He chuckles before shoving his fingers as deep as possible into you. You throw your head back and moan before soap can hears, ghost cues off "ha alright I'll let you two know if we need your guys help sit tight. Out" soap says before entering the building. That was the least of ghost worries "copy" after ghost answer he takes his fingers out of your cunt. "Get on your stomach" Ghost commands. You happily do so "good girl~" he spoke, which made you clinch around nothing. all you could hear after that was the sound of his belt unbuckleing and his pants hitting the ground.

He lines himself up and bends over so his mouth is right by your ear " you annoy the shit out of me so I'm gunna fuck you then your gunna shut the fuck up and stop acting like a fucking slut. Got it." You look up at him "yes sir~ please just fuck me" he chuckles "pathetic" he then slams into you, he gives you maybe a minute to adjust before he sets a relentless pace, your head hanging low while you moan in ecstacy. "Yes fuck, oh my go- just like that" you don't know what your saying at this point you just don't want him to stop. He grabs you by the throat and pounds into you more "you voice is so- ah fucking annoying" he is fucking you like he hates you and for some reason it turns you on more.

He's hitting all of the good spots, you feel that knot in your stomach tighten "fuck gho- im gunna uah c-cum" you whine "then play with your clit and cum. I'm not doing all the fucking work." He won't admit it to you but god the way you moan when he fucks you sounds so good but he has to be quick you two are on a mission for fucks sake. It's not long before your cumming, your back arches one hand on the box the other going from your clit to his hand that's on you hips. "Fuck yes oh my God yes" ghost slams into you a few more times before he pulls out and starts to put on his pants.

"Wha but you didn't cum?" You start to fix your hair and pull you panties and underwear back up, he gets closer. "Were on a mission, if im gunna make a mess out of you I'll do it back at the base. You got what you wanted so now I'll get what I want later." You smile and look up "oh so well continue this later?" You ask smugly "sit down and shut up."

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Mission went successful as always and once everyone was back at the base and everyone was in there rooms. You where at your desk doing paper work when your phone dinged, you looked over at it when it read *message from L.T*

"Time to hold up your end of the deal princess"

[mistresxxx]

Me: I could take him

Soap: in a fight right?

Me:

Soap: right???

Ctto!!! @/vhenan_virabelasan on instagram!

[mistresxxx]

i wanna suck his dick so bad

[mistresxxx]

Quiet men have the biggest d🤫

[mistresxxx]

Turn of Events

Minors do not interact ❌

Posting this story here as well! Originally posted on my Ao3 account (EuphoricRkive) — I may expand on this story! It’s only a one shot on my Ao3

“With all due respect Master, I refuse to work with l/n” Sanemi was almost at his limit. The meeting had ended a few moments prior, Ubuyashiki asked you and Sanemi to stay behind for a moment. You scoffed at his behavior.

“I graciously accept the opportunity master.” You could practically hear the veins in Sanemi’s forehead popping at that point

You and Sanemi are paired up to go on a mission;)

“Keep making that ugly face Shinazugawa-San and it will get stuck like that. Honestly it may already be.” You stared at the white haired man, not missing the way Mitsuri tried to hold in a laugh. “Keep that annoying ass mouth shut or I’ll slit your throat.”

“Pleasant as always.” You turned to face Mitsuri and Rengoku, it was time for the Hashira meeting with Ubuyashiki. “You’d think he’d mellow out eventually, it must be far more difficult to remain so sour all the time.” You spoke loudly enough for him to hear, despite him turning to chat with Obanai. “It’s Shinazugawa-San we are talking about here y/n-san. I don’t think he’ll ever change.” You chuckled at Mitsuri’s comment, it was true, Sanemi most likely would never change. That is, unless every demon was eradicated .

You wondered what the man would be like if he didn’t hold so much anger in his heart. Even pushing away poor Genya… it’s one of the reasons you had such a strong dislike for the wind pillar. You knew Genya well, having trained him a few separate times for extra help when he got too frustrated even with Gyomei’s lessons.

The chatter amongst the Hashira quieted down when Ubuyashiki entered, you all bowed accordingly and the meeting began.

“With all due respect Master, I refuse to work with l/n” Sanemi was almost at his limit. The meeting had ended a few moments prior, Ubuyashiki asked you and Sanemi to stay behind for a moment. You scoffed at his behavior.

“I graciously accept the opportunity master.” You could practically hear the veins in Sanemi’s forehead popping at that point. “Thank you, my children. Sanemi, I understand your frustrations. However, for the Hashira to work in a perfect Union, you and y/n need to set aside your differences.” You nodded, you and Sanemi didn’t get along well, at all. For the sake of the demon slayer corps, you knew he needed two of the strongest Hashira to be able to work well in a team.

Both you and Sanemi got along great with Gyomei. Which worked well considering he was the strongest member of the corps. While you sat in 3rd with Sanemi ahead in 2nd… you needed to be able to function in battle instead of smart mouthing each other.

Sanemi opened his mouth again to try and deny the request, Ubuyashiki cut him off before he even could. “This is not a matter of yes or no, Sanemi. This is an order.” At that you eyed the white haired man nervously. “I understand master.” With that, you both bowed to him, returning to your sitting positions and listening obediently to his instructions.

They were fairly clear. There was a village to the north, up by the mountains, that was being hounded by a group of demons. Many reports came in of missing women and children and even some young men. Ubuyashiki had sent a small handful of slayers up a week prior — none returned. You were to both depart right after and head for the village. If you moved quick enough, you’d get there shortly after nightfall.

“Shinazugawa-San we must move quickly. Do you have everything you need?” You were pushing aside your dislike, you wanted to make sure you met the expectations Ubuyashiki had for the two of you, whether he cooperated or not. “I’m not some child, shut the fuck up.” Typical.

You rolled your eyes, taking off at a quick speed through the forest. You knew Sanemi wouldn’t be far behind you, if anything he would probably try to pass you once you were both out of sight. After a few hours you both slowed. You were still a good 4-6 hours from the mountain village, but it was only a little before noon, you’d stop and eat at the village you were passing through before continuing on.

“What would you like to eat Shinazugawa-San?” You stared at the white haired man, his purple eyes glaring holes through you. “Drop the fucking act.” You groaned. “I’m not trying to be fucking fake with you asshole. I’m trying to accomplish what Master wants for us. He’s not wrong, you know. Maybe if we just tried and…”

You were cut off by a whistle. You and Sanemi’s heads turned towards the sound. A group of older men were sitting by the entrance of an alleyway. You picked up quickly on the scent of booze. “That’s one beautiful woman you are traveling with.” One of them stumbled towards you two, you grimaced.

“How much for her? I have plenty to offer, such a beautiful woman like that must be such fun in…” his words were cut short. Sanemi had unsheathed his nichirin blade and had the tip pressed straight into the man’s neck. “The fuck you think you are doing? Trying to fucking buy and sell women? Come another foot near her and I’ll kill you.” You were shocked by Sanemi’s actions, your own hand gripping your nichirin blade, however you kept it sheathed by your hip.

“Woah woah woah Buddy, I was just asking…” the drunk man had put his hands up now, taking a few steps back so the blade was no longer pressed into his neck. “Just asking? Get the fuck out of here before I kill you and all your little shit head friends. Don’t even try it asshole.” Sanemi’s attention shifted to one of the other men who had begun to stumble forward a bit. “Try touching her thighs like I heard you practically fucking drooling over when we passed and I’ll cut your fucking dick off.”

That was enough to get the group to disburse, tripping and falling over themselves to get away. You heard Sanemi tsk before sheathing his blade again. “I…t..thank you Shinazugawa-San… I could have handled it…” he rolled his eyes. “Could have handled it? Has this happened before?” His purple eyes were intense, for the first time you found yourself struggling to maintain eye contact. “It’s happened a few times, only once have they ever gotten close enough to touch…”

“Touch? You’re telling me some fucking sick freaks have actually tried and succeeded in touching you?” His words were full of anger, you didn’t understand where this was all coming from. “What does it matter now? Why are you suddenly so protective Shinazugawa-San?”

“Cause that’s fucking sick, tell me you at least fucking took their balls.” You began walking, searching for a place to eat. “I took both his hands, then crushed one of his… ya know. I went easy, I was too shocked he managed to even touch me.” Sanemi smirked at that. “Should have ripped his dick off and fed it to him, fuck going easy on that shit.”

You stumbled across an Udon stand, ordering a bowl for the both of you. You had to fight off a smile, the conversation flowed so easily between the two of you when you weren’t attacking each other. “My treat Shinazugawa-San, for helping me earlier.” The wind pillar glared at you. “Not fair, a woman should never have to pay for her meal.” You choked back a laugh, it was such an unexpected, yet very pleasant surprise that Sanemi truly respected women. From your interactions with him, you honestly feared the worst.

“Then you can treat me to a meal when the mission is done eh? See, this isn’t so hard Shinazugawa-San, getting along isn’t the worst.” He rolled his eyes at that, slurping his udon quietly. “You’re still annoying as fuck, but maybe a little more tolerable than I thought.” That was practically a love confession in your book. “Same to you.”

You laughed to yourself, finishing your udon in silence before bowing to the cart owner and thanking him for such a good meal. You set off at a fast pace yet again, this time you were hoping to reach the village before nightfall, giving you and Sanemi time to look around and get an idea of your layout.

By the time the mountain village came into eyesight, it was early evening. Just enough daylight left to allow for a quick scope of the area. You were both covered in a sheen of sweat, you were already excited to take a soak in the hot springs. “I’ll head into the village and get reports from any possible victims or witnesses. You should check the village edges and see if you can pick up on anything.” Sanemi rolled his eyes, you knew he hated being told what to do, but a small nod followed the eye roll. With that you both took off.

“A sweet smell! Every time it’s near, I smell it. I keep my kids in the house by the time night falls, it waits in the shadows.” The woman you were speaking to seems frantic. You did your best to assure her the issue would be resolved. She seemed skeptical but wished you safety before you left.

The next was an old man sitting next to his fruit stand. “A sweet smell seems to sweep the streets at nightfall. Nothing like I’ve ever smelled before. It’s almost intoxicating. A mist seems to follow it, but maybe that’s just my eyes catching up to my age. Be careful and stay inside when the sun sets.” You bowed to the man, thanking him for the information.

You spoke to a few other residents, all speaking of the same sweet smell and lingering mist that seemed to be persistent with most nights. “L/n-san, there is nothing on the outskirts, but there was a small clearing about half a mile out. It had a few scraps of clothing and lost items. I’m thinking that may be where they take the victims back. Did you get any information?” Sanemi had appeared by your side, strands of white hair sticking to his forehead. For some reason you felt heat rush to your cheeks at the sight.

“I spoke to a handful of residents, all reported the same details. When the sun sets, a sweet smell seems to engulf the village. Few mentioned a mist that seemed to cling to the streets until daybreak. They definitely know something is going on here. I think about 25 people total have gone missing and are considered dead.”

“Some kid told me about the clearing, it seems the group of little shits that are still left…wanted to try and play hero.” You nodded. “We should find an Inn, if we wait any later we will probably be stuck out here for the night. Considering how paranoid they are about this…” Sanemi had already begun pulling out some money, counting it out as he walked “I saw one a few streets over, let’s go.”

You checked into a small inn a few streets over like Sanemi said. Unfortunately they only had one room with one bed left, you didn’t mind. The chances of getting sleep tonight anyway were slim. Really you had gotten it to tend to any wounds. You unpacked the first aid supplies you had brought with you, Sanemi was sitting on the floor sharpening his blade. You set down gauze, an antiseptic thay Shinobu had made along with a few poison antidotes. Hopefully that would be all you needed.

“You can stay here at the inn, I think I can handle this myself.” You froze, head whipping around so quickly you felt your muscles screech in protest. “Pardon me Shinazugawa-San?” The wind pillar looked up at you, never slowing down while sharpening his blade. “I’m joking l/n-San, give me your blade, I’ll sharpen it.”

“I didn’t know a man like you knew how to joke.” You unsheathed your blade and handed it to him, admiring the way the deep red looked in the dimming light. “I’ll send my crow to master, let him know we arrived safe and update him on the situation.”

You watched your crow soar off into the darkening sky, the familiar sense of anxiety filling your soul as you knew a battle was approaching. You were a Hashira after all, but no matter how many times you faced demons, you still got worried. You never underestimate your opponents, you rather overestimate them so you can be prepared for absolutely anything.

“Shinazugawa-San, I think our best bet is going to that clearing the village children told you about. It’s most likely they’ll be there if we don’t lure them out by being in the streets after nightfall.” Sanemi had finished sharpening your blade, handing it over to you before standing up and adjusting his uniform. “Depending on the type of demons, they’ll either be scared shitless by two Hashira, or be eager to greet us.”

You nodded, staring out at the street below. People were boarding up their windows, making sure their children were inside. Some were even luring stray animals in for the night with leftovers. “We should be going, the inn keeper will be boarding up soon.”

You and Sanemi left quickly, the innkeeper wishing you luck and a speedy return, he was aware of the demon slayer corps and would do his best to stay up and let you back in. The sun was fully set at this point, very quickly you picked up on the sweet smell the residents had talked about. “They weren’t wrong, I don’t think I’ve ever smelled something so sweet.” You watched Sanemi’s nose scrunch, he wasn’t wrong, it was almost nauseating.

“My my! Two Hashira sent out just for little ole me?” You both turned around, a normal looking man stood before the two of you. Normal looking… if it wasn’t for the eyes. Two sets of eyes, both completely black. “It was so easy to deceive the previous slayers. They were convinced it was a group of demons, really it was easy to trick them. Never thought I’d have two Hashira sent after me.”

“Wind breathing, seventh form, sudden gusts.” Sanemi’s voice was low and deadly. He made the first move - as always - leaping into the air and swinging his blade in a flurry of movement. Gusts of wind formed, reaching the demon and tearing him apart. Sadly it wouldn’t be that easy, the demon quickly regenerated as if nothing happened.

“Such power! Yet you’ve already underestimated me, wind pillar.” The demon’s face morphed, razor like teeth showing as he smiled. His claws materialized seemingly out of nowhere, you weren’t interested in his whole transformation process, instead moving into action.

“Shadow breathing, 5th form, weave.” You lifted your blade, swinging in a huge arch, you made contact with the demon’s neck, your slice taking it clean off. Instead of giving him time to process, you made another move. “Shadow breathing, 1st form, nightmare.” You pulled back, aiming for his torso, dark clouds admitted from your blade as you sliced through his torso. The key to your breathing technique was darkness and confusion. So long as you could confuse your opponent, your strikes were guaranteed to hit.

Behind you Sanemi moved once more “wind breathing, 4th form, rising dust storm.” Slashes shot towards the demon from above and below, you jumped out of the way to avoid the hits. Your attacks were ripping the demon to shreds, but he kept regenerating with such ease it made your attacks look weak.

You flug yourself backwards, there must be a certain point you had to hit for him to die. Sanemi’s attacks were relentless. You studied his motions, cringing when you saw his blood flying as the demon landed a few attacks. That’s when you saw it, a gust of wind from one of Sanemi’s attacks brought it out.

A necklace with a black pendant hanging from it. To most demon slayers, that wouldn’t mean anything. You, however, picked up on its scent, the sweet smell was coming from it. You had no way of telling Sanemi, so you went in head first. “Shadow breathing, 9th form, necromancy.” You watched as shadows sprang forth through your blade, making contact with the demon and disappearing inside of him.

Sanemi watched the demon freeze, eyes going wide as he realized there was no control over his body anymore. That was the key, your 9th form controlled whoever it entered. You raised your arm, watching the demon mimic it. You grabbed the pendant and ripped it off. Holding it out in front of you, the demon looked horrified by the action.

“Shinazugawa-San! Go for his neck now!”

Sanemi moved in a flash, “wind breathing, 9th form, Idaten Typhoon.” Sanemi back flipped easily into the air, powerful gusts of wind shot down in circular movements, the demon was shredded in seconds. As it’s pieces fell, it disintegrated. “Going all out because I did Shinazugawa-San?” You smirk as he landed, noticing quickly the blood that was seeping out from his arms.

“One to talk, you look as if you are about to faint.” Sanemi was eyeing you up and down now, you did feel shaky on your feet but still alert. “My 9th form takes a lot out of me. I only use it when absolutely necessary.”

“This wasn’t really a mission for two Hashira.” You nodded, heading back towards the inn. You’d need to bandage and clean Sanemi’s wounds, some seemed a bit deep by the way the blood was seeping out. “I agree, I can see why this was difficult for less experienced demon slayers. My breathing technique was an extreme help too. They’d have to get up close enough to take the pendant off of his neck, I was able to use him like a voodoo doll.”

“He really sent us on this mission to get along, didn't he. Now that it’s done we have nowhere to go until tomorrow morning.” You both entered the inn and bowed graciously to the inn keeper for allowing you to stay. “No messes will be made, thank you for letting us stay.” You both disappeared up the stairs and into the room.

“Take your top off Shinazugawa-San, I’ll need to clean and assess your wounds.” You slipped off your haori and rolled up the sleeves of your uniform. Luckily there was a gourd of water already in the room. You carried over to the bed where Sanemi was now sitting completely shirtless. It took everything in you to not stare, scars littered his torso, muscles were prominent all over. Not surprising since you could always see his toned chest and abs because of how he wore his uniform. However, you found your cheeks heating as you sat across from him, carefully lifting his arms to assess the damages.

There were 4 lacerations total. Two on his arms to add to the growing collection of scars. Then two on his chest. One deep one that would need to be tightly bandaged, and one lighter one that would heal just fine with some salve Shinobu had made for you. You kept your eyes focused on the wounds, cleaning them carefully and treating them with the antiseptic before wrapping them. You knew Sanemi’s eyes were watching you carefully, but he wasn’t watching you work. He was staring at your face, the attention made the tips of your ears burn. You hated this man’s guts no less than 12 hours ago, now here you were blushing like a schoolgirl while you dressed his wounds.

You moved on to the chest wound. Your hands trembling slightly as your fingers lightly caressed his skin. You did your best to push aside how close you were to him, especially where you were touching and instead focusing on doing a good job. “This wound is deep Shinazugawa-San, once I have it wrapped you’ll have to be very careful to not reopen it. You may need Shinobu to stitch it. However, I won’t be able to tell until the morning.”

With that you were done, you made to get up but he grabbed your arm instead. “Where do you think you are going?” The question made your stomach do backflips. “To…put these away?”

“But I haven’t assessed your wounds yet.” You felt the urge to laugh, but he was dead serious. “Now take off your top, I can see blood seeping up by your collar.” You felt your blood run cold, but pushed it aside to begin unbuttoning your top. Slowly you slipped it off, leaving you in nothing but a white binding that held your breasts in place. You felt a blush burn your cheeks as you couldn’t meet Sanemi’s eyes.

“Three cuts total. Nothing bad, but I’ll wrap them just to be safe.” His voice was so gentle it shocked you. Not nearly as much as his fingers did against your skin. You held your breath when his fingers touched your collarbone, he was doing the best he could to delicately apply the antiseptic salve Shinobu had made. You couldn’t even think straight, all too aware of how bare you were, how close he was, the feeling of his hands on you…

Where did these thoughts come from?

He was so close to your breasts. His arm brushing the swell of your chest every few moments as he bandaged the area. You came to the horrific realization that you wanted him to touch you. You wanted him to put his hands on you, particularly you wanted him to pay attention to your breasts. You turned absolutely scarlet as you realized you were longing for Shinazugawa Sanemi.

“S..Shinazugawa-San?” You noticed his hands had frozen and he was staring at you. “Are you okay l/n-san?” His voice was hoarse. Fuck.

“I…yeah. I’m fine…just…” you finally met his gaze. There was something behind those eyes that made your whole body hot. You felt your eyelids grow heavy, leaning forward without thinking. “You little brat…didn’t you spend the last year of your life making mine hell?” Your lips were centimeters apart, you could feel his breath fanning across your lips with each word he spoke.

“ I sure did… don’t act like you didn’t give it right back to me, Shinazugawa-San.” Neither of you moved, foreheads practically pressing together. “Well Shinazugawa-San?” Your voice was a whisper. “Are you going to kiss me or are you going to stare at me all night…” he smirked at that, eyes closing as he laughed. “Un-fucking-real.” Was the last thing he said before crashing his lips to yours.

It was a hungry and brutal kiss, his teeth sinking into your bottom lip so you had to open your mouth. His hands came up to cup your cheeks as his tongue darted into your mouth. You wrapped your arms around his neck, trying to remain aware of your wounds, but the way his mouth felt against yours had your brain short circuiting.

Ubuyashiki knew exactly what he was doing, sending you two on this mission.

You felt his chest press to your, you let out a small whimper, immediately embarrassed by it. You felt Sanemi smirk against your lips. “Sensitive? Well…” his hands moved from your cheeks down to the swell of your breasts, both hands cupping you through the bindings. He squeezed gently, causing you to moan into his mouth. “Take it off…” you were breathless as you pulled away, reaching around your back to help him untie the garment.

The moment it fell away, your nipples hardened due to the cold, or maybe it was the lust. Either way, Sanemi was absolutely entranced. “How cute…” he began kissing down your neck, hands coming back up to massage your breasts, you gasped at the feeling of his rough hands against the tender skin. His lips landed over the portion of your collarbone that he had just bandaged. He kissed it softly, muttering something against your skin that you couldn’t quite make out.

His lips replaced his hand on your left breast, his teeth nibbling at the skin and sucking marks onto it. You buried your hands in his hair, tugging tightly as he took your nipple into his mouth. “Shinazugawa-San!” Your voice was a breathless whine, you didn’t miss the way he sucked harsher at the sound. “Sanemi.”

“Huh?” You froze, looking down at him. “Stop calling me Shinazugawa-San, if we are about to do this, you better start saying Sanemi.” He moved over to your right breast, taking your nipple into his most again and using one hand to massage your left breast while his hand dug into your waist.

You adjusted yourself slightly, allowing him better access. Your eyes locked on where his lips met your skin, heat pooling between your legs at the thought of what was to come.

“I’ll be damned forever for this, you know that y/n?” He slowly pushed you back on the cot. “Then I’ll be damned with you Sanemi.” At the use of his first name, every ounce of self control faded.

“Fuck.”

He adjusted himself above you, your thighs locking his hips in place, pressed straight against your clothed cunt. You could feel him twitching against you, you wanted to feel him with no barriers. “This is taking too long…” you whined, trying your best to shimmy off your uniform pants in the position you were in.

“Impatient as ever…” he mumbled this as if he was already ripping down your uniform pants and underwear, revealing just how wet you were. The groan he let out was almost animalistic, watching him fumble with his uniform pants before his cock sprang free.

“There is a time and a place for everything, I’d love to take my fucking time and ruin you but I’ll lose my mind in ten seconds if I don’t get inside of you.” The eagerness behind his words had you clenching around nothing. He dragged the tip between your folds, coating himself in your wetness.

“I…I’m sorry if it hurts.” His mood swings were giving you whiplash at this point. Gently he pushed in, you winced slightly. You were used to pain, you could definitely take it, but you couldn’t deny the discomfort you felt as he slowly pushed in. You did your best to relax yourself, knowing that tensing up would only make it harder for you.

You were surprised when he pulled back out. “You are as tight as a vice down there, relax.” He began peppering your neck with kisses, the hands holding your hips began to massage them gently. He tried entering you again, this time it was less painful and he found himself buried to the hilt within a few seconds. You could feel his self control hanging on by a thread.

You couldn’t stop the small gasps that left you as you buried your hands in his hair yet again. “S..stop clenching like…that…” his teeth were gritted as he spoke. He was trying to stay still and let you adjust to his size but you were making it incredibly difficult. “I…can’t help it…sanemi…” his name was drawled out on your tongue, for a second you thought you heard something snap—

He pulled his hips back until just the tip was left inside, grabbing a fistful of your hair and yanking you up so you could watch him slam fully back into you. You let out a surprised gasp, pain mixing with pleasure as you watched him do it again. Quickly the pain disappeared all together, leaving you moaning Sanemi’s name.

You looked up at him, his mouth hanging open slightly as he had his eyes glued to where his cock kept disappearing inside of you. “Feels…good…” you didn’t even really know what you were saying at this point, you mind went blank the second he started rubbing circles on your clit.

You felt your orgasm building up in your gut, that familiar overwhelming sensation making your mind go numb. Sanemi had let go of your hair, grabbing both of your thighs to hold you open. He placed one on top of his shoulder while firmly gripping the other, his thumb returning to your already overwhelmed clit. Your head fell back, back arching as everything came crashing down on you at once.

You barely heard Sanemi groaning out your name, your walls spasming around him. Your moans became whimpers as you tried to pull back from his touches, too sensitive to keep going. This is Sanemi we are talking about, he isn’t going to stop. You had your eyes squeezed shut, digging your nails into his forearms as the overstimulation slowly returned to pleasure. His hips snapped into you repeatedly, chasing after a similar high as you convulsed around him.

“C..come already…too…much.” Any other time, you’d be impressed by his stamina. You were seeing stars at this point, fighting off a laugh as Sanemi smirked, picking up his pace and slamming into you harder. The combination had your eyes rolling back, the sound of skin slapping against skin becoming too much to handle. It only took a few more thrusts before he buried himself into you, twitching as he shot his release deep inside of you.

“F..fucking…” he couldn’t even get the words out before collapsing on top of you, head buried into your neck as he tried to catch his breath. You were mumbling nonsense at this point, hand coming up half heartedly to comb through his hair. You were thoroughly exhausted. After your breathing finally regulated, you spoke up.

“Maybe I’ll send a crow, tell him we will be staying here for an extra few days to make sure…it wasn’t a bluff and the village is free of terror.” You felt Sanemi smirk against your neck. “That sounds…like a good idea.”

[mistresxxx]

Fuck you

Spencer reid x reader smut

I've honestly never written smut and posted it so give me a break please. But lately I've been in love with the thought of riding spencer and definitely reader and him are both switches.. gotta keep it spicy. Sorry for any spelling errors this was rushed. Enjoy

Summary: You and Spencer are always bickering, let's shut him up.

This is for AFAB reader

"Will you to cut it out already"

Morgan yells from across the table. You amd spencer where arguing, over the population of California. "How is it you can say whatever you want and everyone believes you?" You looked at reid slightly irritated, "that's because I am right look it up the current population of California is 39.35 million." He said matter of factly. "Alright I'll look it up" rossie butted in. "The population is 39.35 million the kids right."

You groan out "of course he's right" Reid smiled as if he just won a medel. Hotch and rossie chuckled.

The rest of the plane ride back to the BAU was quite, Morgan was listening to music, Prentiss was playing with a deck of cards, hotch amd rossie where going over files and then there's reid skimming through his book turning pages every secound. It pissed you off, you don't know what but something about him did. Maybe it was the fact he was always right or maybe it was the fact of how perfect he was, not just in his fighting or research, no. It was the fact that anyway he sat he looked attractive or how the light would hit his hands just right and you could see his veins or maybe he pissed you off because all you've wanted to do was fuck him.

After you met up with Penelope and JJ. all of the team decided to get some drinks. You where driving so you didn't drink any nor did Morgan or Spencer everyone else was having fun on the dance floor or laughing in the booth. As the night got later you got tired so did everyone else, everyone exited the bar. After you got done you paid your tab you walked out the bar, and there he was.

"Spence what are you still doing here? I thought you got a ride with Morgan?"

"Yea um since hotch and everyone else drank Morgan had to take everyone home, I said I'd catch a cab but I forgot they aren't out at this time."

"I can give you a ride." You said without thinking.. wait, What are you doing why be stuck in a car with him you don't know what could hap- "yes please that'd be amazing thank you" he said alittle to fast, well no going back. You smiled "already c'mon."

The car ride was... quite but as you reached his apartment complex you couldn't help but feel like you needed to do something as if you where in a rush. "Okay we're here you smile awkwardly" Spencer just looked at you "what?" You tilted you head in confusion "Spence what? Is there something on my fa-"

You where interrupted by spencers lips on yours. The kiss was rushed like this was the last time he could ever kiss you. You pulled away breathing heavily, you looked him in his eyes. "Fuck you." You pulled him in by his tye and deepened the kiss, he grabbed the back of your neck with one hand the other on your waist as you reached over the console to get to him. As you where trying to get his tye off the kiss what broke again "let's go to my apartment now" he said in a stern tone "why?" You questioned "cause if im gunna fuck you I wanna do it properly."

That's all you needed to hear. You got our of your car and was walking into the complex, the elevator was agonizingly slow. The ding of the elevator brought you out of your thoughts "which room is yo-" spencer grabbed you by your waist and kissed you "25 hurry" he sounded so desperate, you couldn't help but feel the heat between your legs.

The moment you stepped into his apartment he was on you. The door slammed, you where thrown up against it. "Take these off now." You obliged befor taking off your dress shirt to expose your chest. He helped you out by uncliping your bra "finally" was all he said befor his lips where on your tits, his mouth on one, moving his tongue around your hardening nipple his hand on the other "oh fuck Spence" you moaned out, he broke away from your chest to kiss up your neck, his hands tracked down your thighs befor picking you up and slamming you once again against the door.

Your hands went for his shirt, you unbuttoned and threw it to the ground. You couldn't help but try and grind against him for more friction. "So eager? are we?." Spence smirked against your lips befor pecking them, he put you down befor lowering to the ground. Making sure to kiss his way down "now take these off " he pulled at your pants. You kicked off your heels and pulled down you pants and panties at the same time.

he picked up one of your legs and put them over his shoulder. You used your other one to keep you up against the door. "Now if you want me to keep going you stay quite. Got it." You shook your head. "Good girl."

He kissed up your thigh making sure to go agonizingly slow. You put you hand in his hair and said "Spence please just-" he put his mouth on your clit, your mouth was open and your head was thrown back. "What did I say? Stay quite" the vibration of his groans on your clit where making it hard for you to stay quite "I was just asking you to- ah!" He put a finger in "you didnt ask you begged. Maybe I'll need to punish you" he looked up at you. You shook your head with a no befor throwing your head back and archig your back. You could feel the coil in you tightening, you closed your eyes, mouth open in a quite moan all you could think was "please don't stop" he looked up at you, God you where gorgeous like this, hair a mess, head thrown back, grinding your pussy against his hand, so wet so fucking wet. You could feel it you where gunna cum your grinding became fast trying to reach what was right there and then.. he stopped.. he fucking stopped.

You opened your eyes now irritated. "What the fuck Spence?" He got up and started walking towards his room "you should of seen the look on your face. That was cute" he said in a mocking tone you followed him to the room, you leaned against the door frame "honey if you want it" he sat on the bed "show me" you looked at him. Why was he like this, why was he always mocking you, why was he always embarrassing you, why was he so.. perfect.

Something in you snapped. In the next moment you walked up to him, climbed on his lap. You put your hands in his hair, scratching his scalp all calmly, he leaned into your touch while smiling. You smiled back befor pulling him in to where your mouth was by his ear you whispered "fine ill show you" you pulled his head back by his hair. He let out a groan with that, you kissed up his neck, you pecked his lips, your hands left his hair. You pushed him back onto the bed. He stared up at you in shock. You started unbottoning his pants "unfair how I'm fully naked and you just got your shirt off. Take these off now. Keep your boxers on." He did what you said unbottoning them you helping him get them off. But right after that you got back on top and grinded against his hardening cock.

"Fuck" he let out a groan before grabbing your hips and moving them. You grabbed his hands and took them from your waist and pinned them above his head. "No no you don't get to touch, you lost that privilege when you decided to walk away from me" you reached down and palmed him, he emidiatly started to grind his hips up, desperately wanting friction.

"Please y/n" he begged "what you do want pretty boy" you smirked, grinding against him once more. "I want you" he kept begging "to do what" you where enjoying torturing him "to fuck me. I want you to fuck me" that was the last thing you needed to hear. You leaded down and kissed him one more time befor getting off of him "sit up. Where are the condoms" you demanded "bed side table" he said while taking off his boxers.

You crawled onto the bed. You rolled the condom onto his dick befor crawling onto of his lap. You stared into his eyes, telling him on last time "you want this" he grabbed your hips and slammed you down onto his cock. "Oh fuck" you threw your head back and rolled your eyes back. He groaned out "fuck y/n you feel so good" you started moving up and down desperate to feel that release you once felt befor. He leaned up having one arm around your waist and the other playing with your clit while he sucked on your nipple. "Good boy mhmm" you moaned out.

His thrusts started to get faster, you could feel your organism staring to build. He leaned back both hands on your waist, you leaned over him the anger from befor when you lost your organism coming over you. You lightly smacked him across the face befor staring into his eyes "don't you dare fucking stop" you demanded. His eyes where full of lust, he was so dazed and fucked out of his mind. He groaned out "I won't I fucking won't I promise, fuck" the coil in you tightened again "mhmm gunna cum." You leaned your head back and started to grind. "Me to" his hands moving your hips back and fourth him to chasing his organism. All you needed was your final push just one more thing to push you over the ed- "be a good girl a cum for me pretty girl" he whispered into your ear. that was it you moaned out your organism washing over you. Him following next, fucking into you with no rhythm, you soon became over stimulated and falling onto of his chest. Both of you coming down from your highs.

You got off of him rolling off to the side, he took the condom off and laid back down with you. Sleep now coming over both of you from the long night you had. You got up, went to the bathroom and came back to see Spence fast asleep. You saw it was 2:30 AM and decided to get a little bit of sleep.

Spence woke up to a empty bed, with a little note laying beside him, it said "had alot of fun last night. Hotch wants us in today for another case I'll see you there pretty boy" he smiled to himself knowing this was not the last time you guys would do this.

"Reid your late" hotch yelled "I know im sorry I slept in late" spencer sat down at the round table where everyone else was, he looked over at you to see you smiling "well we already went over the case so y/n fill him in on the plane, wheels up in 30" hotch said befor getting up "will do boss" you said while smiling at spencer.

On the plain you walked over to spncer where he sat alone. You bent down by his ear and said "how about I fill you in after I get my coffee and in return you fill me later tonight at the hotel." You lightly brushed your hand against his cock before walking away.

Morgan walked up to Spencer smirking "you lucky son of a bi-"

"Shut up morgan"