#barrage cod x reader

[loganbcrnes]

Unraveled Instincts

alpha!Konig x female!reader, alpha!Barrage x female!reader, alpha!Krueger x female!reader

genre: smut

words: 1,842

summary: reader helps them through a rut

tags: double penetration, pussy eating, blowjob

The room feels suffocating thick with anticipation, the dim light casting long shadows against the walls. The scent of your alphas hangs heavy in the air—sharp, intoxicating, and unmistakable. Konig, Krueger, and Barrage are sitting at the edge of the bed, their bodies tense with the nearing rut, their eyes locked on you with a mix of longing and restraint. 

Your heart hammers in your chest as you stand across from them. You can feel the pull of their dominance, the inevitable shift that’s about to happen. The room is charged with electricity, your omega instincts buzzing in your veins. It’s not the first time, but tonight feels different. The need in the air is thicker and heavier. 

Barrage is the first to break the silence, his voice rough, eyes dark with barely contained desire. “Are you ready, doll?” His smirk is teasing, but how his hands fidget betrays the hunger beneath it. 

You nod, trying to steady your breath, feeling the heat in your core already stirring. You walk toward the bed, every step slow, deliberate. Your alphas follow your every movement, their gazes predatory, and hungry. You feel the weight of their attention, but also the care they always offer. The balance of dominance and tenderness. 

Konig’s deep voice rumbles in the quiet, his posture leaning forward as he speaks directly to you. “We’ll take care of you, liebling.” His hand extends towards you, fingers brushing against your skin. His touch is light, but the promise in his words is enough to make your pulse race. “You will help us through this, yes?.” 

“Of course, Alpha.” You reply back, eager to please your alphas. Your relationship was rather new, have been together for the past few months, this was their first rut together, and you wanted to be there for them through it. 

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You feel the need in them, just as strongly as they feel it in you. The pull is undeniable, the ache already building deep inside you. The next few days will be filled with heat and hunger, but you know you won’t be alone. Not with them. 

Barrage moves closer, his scent mixing with the others as he cups your face and presses a soft kiss to your lips. The kiss is brief, but it’s enough to send a shiver through your body. “We’ll be gentle when we need to be,” he murmurs against your mouth, “but we won’t hold back.” 

You swallow, feeling the tension rise in the pit of your stomach, your body already responding to them. The time has come. You close the distance between you, reaching out for Konig’s broad, warm hand, feeling Barrage’s touch at your back, and Krueger’s steady presence beside you. The weight of their combined attention makes the air feel impossibly thick, but it’s comforting. You’re not alone in this. 

Without a word, Barrage was the first to move, his hand finding yours and pulling you toward him. His lips crashed onto yours in a kiss that was hungry, and desperate, but there was a tenderness to it, too—a promise that this wasn’t just about the release. His fingers dug into your skin, pulling you closer as if he couldn’t get enough of you. 

Konig was right behind him, his presence nearly overwhelming as he leaned in, pressing you back against the bed with a force that made your breath catch. His mouth found the crook of your neck, his lips hot against your skin as he kissed his way up to your ear, his voice low and rough. "You smell so good," he murmured, his breath fanning across your ear. "Sweet, like strawberries and flowers. I can’t get enough of you." 

Krueger’s hand traced the curve of your waist, his touch strong but gentle, guiding you further onto the bed as he leaned over you. His lips found yours, a deeper, possessive kiss this time as if he was marking you, claiming you in a way that made you feel both alive and completely vulnerable under their touch. 

They stripped you of your clothes, their eyes roving over your naked body with hunger. You were already wet, your pussy dripping with anticipation. Konig and Barrage, their cocks hard and ready. Konig lies on his back as he grabs you to lay on top of him while Barrage sits between your spread legs. 

Konig, slick from lube, pushing into your pussy. You gasped, the sensation of being filled by his thick cock was overwhelming. You were stretched, your pussy walls clenching around him. Konig started to move, his cocks sliding in and out of your pussy. You moaned, your body rocking back and forth, your tits bouncing with each thrust. 

Barrage started inserting a finger to stretch you out even more, you cried out at the added pleasure and discomfort.  

“It’s ok sweetheart, just try and relax, it will feel good soon,” Barrage said, now thrusting two fingers in and out. Once you were ready, he inserted his cock. Now Konig and Barrage were thrusting in sync. Your pussy tightens around them causing them to groan. 

Konig plants his feet onto the bed, Konig's hands gripping your legs, holding you steady as he thrust into you, his cock hitting your sweet spots with each powerful stroke. His voice was hoarse with desire as he whispered how well you were doing.  

The bed creaked with the force of their thrusts, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. Your body was on fire, every nerve ending alive with pleasure as you were fucked by two powerful alphas. both of their balls slapping against each other with each thrust. Barrages pubic hair rubs against your clit, causing more pleasure. 

“Fuck, you're so tight. I love how you squeeze us.” Barrage mutters out while he continues to fuck you senseless. You were so far gone in pleasure, that you couldn’t reply, only moaning out “alpha” over and over again. 

Krueger, his cock hard and ready, stood in front of you. You looked up at him, your eyes filled with lust. You took his cock in your hand, your fingers wrapping around his shaft. You licked your lips, your tongue darting out to lick the tip of his cock. Krueger groaned, his hips jerking forward. You took his cock into your mouth, your lips wrapping around his shaft. You sucked on his cock, your head bobbing up and down, your tongue swirling around his shaft. Krueger's hands gripped your hair, his hips thrusting forward, his cock sliding in and out of your mouth. 

Konig and Barrage, their cocks slick with your juices, continued to fuck you. Their cocks sliding in and out of your pussy. You moaned, your body rocking back and forth. You were close to orgasm, your body trembling with need. Their knots started to form, pushed into your pussy. You cried out, your body convulsing as you came, your cunt clenching around their cocks. You moaned as you felt their cum filling your cunt.  

After about 30 seconds, their knots had reduced in size so they pulled out. Cum leaks out of your pussy. Barrage leans down and licks your clit, you moan out at the sensitivity. 

“Let me have my turn,” Krueger said, nudging barrage to move. He pulls away and takes the spot on the other side of you so you are now lying between Konig and Barrage. 

You looked up at Krueger, your eyes filled with lust. Krueger took Barrage's place, his muscular body pressing against yours, and you felt a surge of pleasure course through your veins. His dark eyes locked onto yours, and he smiled, a hint of mischief flashing across his rugged features. He leaned in, his lips capturing yours in a deep, passionate kiss.  

You moaned into his mouth, your body already on fire from the previous encounters with Konig and Barrage. Their cum still coated your skin, adding a slick layer of lubrication to your heated flesh. You moaned, your body arching against his. He positioned himself at your entrance, his thick cock glistening with your juices and the remnants of his comrades' release. He teased your pussy, rubbing the head of his shaft against your clit, making you whimper and push back against him. You were so wet, so ready for him, and the anticipation was almost unbearable.  

In one swift motion, he thrust forward, filling you up. Your eyes widened as you felt his length stretch you, the sensation of being so full again almost overwhelming. Krueger's cock was thick and hard, and you could feel every vein and ridge as he began to move, setting a relentless pace.   

“Fuck, you’re so perfect, Schatz,” Krueger moans out as fucking you harder. The bed creaked beneath the force of his thrusts, and you clung to the sheets, your fingernails digging into the fabric.  

Konig and Barrage started to suck on your tits, their mouths latching onto your nipples. You screamed out, your body arching against Krueger's. His cock felt incredible, hitting all the right spots as he slammed into you. His balls slapped against your ass with each thrust, and you could feel his powerful thighs quivering as he held himself up. The sight of his muscular body glistening with sweat, his veins popping as he fucked you with primal need, was enough to send you over the edge.  

“Fuck, fuck,” Krueger growled, his pace increasing.  

Krueger's cock began to swell inside you, and you realized he was knotting, his thick member expanding to fill you completely. The pressure was incredible, and you cried out as your pussy clenched around him, milking his cock as he came. His hot seed filled you, adding to the intense pleasure coursing through your body.  

Konig leans down and eats you out. You moaned, your body arching against his mouth. Konig sucked on your clit, his tongue flicking against your sensitive nub. You came again, your body convulsing. He continued to eat your pussy, his tongue licking up your juices. You were a mess, your body slick with sweat, your pussy dripping with cum and juices. 

Barrage pulled Konig up for a kiss, so he could taste your juices on his tongue. It was hot as hell, watching them devour each other's mouths, their bodies pressing together as they fought for dominance.  

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The room is quiet now, the air thick with the remnants of their rut. Konig’s arm is wrapped possessively around your waist, his breathing slow but heavy, the primal intensity still flickering in his gaze. Krueger lays behind you, his hand tangled in your hair, his chest pressing against your back in a comforting weight. Barrage, instead of being next to you, has shifted to lie beside Krueger. His body is angled towards him, their closeness almost protective. 

Barrage’s hand rests against Krueger’s chest, his fingers lightly tracing the solid muscle there, his movements slow and calming. Krueger’s hand moves, brushing Barrage’s in a quiet, almost soothing gesture.  

[2kiran]

I NEED TO SUCK BARRAGE TIDDIES BADDDD i bet those areolas are big and supple,,,

oh, they are. barrage would let you have your way; he’ll be straddling your thighs, his burly arms circling your shoulders to prevent you from attempting to lean away from him. he’s into it, a demanding wave of arousal piercing through him, but he can’t admit it. he’s too embarrassed, letting out pretty whimpers as you flick the tip of your tongue against his hardened nipple.

“ah-haa, shit, mmfn,” barrage breathes out, shy away from a whine. he’s trapping you against his chest, his hips twitching and wanting so badly to rut against your groin. your lips wrapped around his tit, taking the area surrounding his lil’ bud completely - filling up your warm mouth so well while you sucked it harshly, your drool spilling down his stomach—fuck, he’s so turned on. “keep goin’, ngh–”

hc: #4d3129 n’ they get all hard when you blow air on them

[trainee-nuwa]

【COD】The wet and alluring summer cod male rizzlers

[the-smut-mongerer]

Since Designationless! Reader is incapable of having a scent, they aren't capable of even having body odor. And then having no body odor also entails in not being able to sweat which would mean they have something called Anhidrosis, the inability to sweat. This can cause health issues involving overheating and dehydration.

I can just imagine their packmates absolutely doting on them and making sure they drink enough water and are cool enough, especially throughout missions.

[lucifermonsii]

Barrage x M!Reader

err sub reader n dom barrage hehehe (this man needs more fic.) Reader accidentally drinks Barrage's "milk"

It was a nice day, or so you thought. After a long day of training you've grown tired and exhausted, wanting nothing more but just to go grab a glass of water— or basically any type of liquid at this point. Eventually after some reps at a pull bar in the training room you've decided to head to your little office that had a mini fridge which you've kept tucked beneath a book shelve, it was cute and convenient. To be honest every high ranked officer had a pretty nice office, and lucky for you you've just been promoted to a chief warrant officer. Talk about the perks. Upon your arrival you're met with a familiar face who seems to be sitting on your couch with his feet on your coffee table, Barrage. Typical. Sometimes you'd wish you didn't give him the keys to your office. But what could you do? He was your best friend after all. The masked man stared at you through his shades, holding a monster can in one hand as he sits there. "The fuck are you doing in my office-" You scoffed at him before closing the office door behind you, shaking your head before you headed over to your mini fridge and crouched down to see what was left behind after Barrage's looting session. A singular glass of white liquid substance— to what you assumed was milk. What was that doing in your mini fridge? "Eh, why not? I'm tired of training rookies all day.." He murmurs before taking a sip of the carbonated beverage though the fabric of his balaclava as he glances over at you through his dark shades, although you couldn't really see his eyes you could feel his gaze upon you. The very gaze you've grown used to over the years. Your eyes lingers on the glass of milk for a moment too long, contemplating whether it was one of Barrage's trick or just a drink he kept for you. You've known this man long enough to know he isn't one to trust. Knowing his usual cheeky antics and tricks. "Barrage, why's there a glass of milk in my fridge?" You asked as you look over at him, now standing properly with the glass of milk in your hand as you waited for his answer. His gaze lingers on yours for a while before he answers. "Hm? Saved it for you, know you'd get thirsty.." Was all he said before looking forward and finishing off his beverage with a swig and placing the empty aluminum can on the coffee table before getting up and stretching, groaning in the process before his arms fell back to his sides. "Alright then.." You said slowly, gently swirling the glass in your hand as the white substance swirls in the glass slowly. It was unusually thick and a bit transparent for a milk, but what else can you drink after he finished your whole stock? So without a second thought you began to drink it. "I wasn't done talking." He says as he heads over to you, seeing as you've already chugged the whole glass and wiped off the access on your lips using your hands. "What is it..? The fuck did you do." You replied sternly as you furrowed your eyebrows at him, face slightly grimacing at the slightly thick liquid you had just swallowed down your throat. Turning around to look at him face to face. You weren't short no, in fact both of you are the same height— Is what you say knowing that he's just an inch taller. "It's not just any milk— its my milk." The male grins smugly before breaking into laughter, clutching his stomach as strings of giggles and snickers left his mouth uncontrollably. You on the other hand was absolutely disgusted. Eyebrows furrowed in disbelief as you stared at him, baffled and straight up speechless before your eyes glanced back at the now empty glass of semen in your hand. "BARRAGE WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!?" You shouted at him, face flushed with embarrassment as your mind came to realize what you had done— Coughing, trying to get the liquid out of your throat was no use now since it had been fully digested. ⋆⭒˚.⋆ "you're so fucking disgusting.."

You hissed at him, pink tinted your cheeks as you kept a firm tone and your guards up— although you knew the whole experience had you aroused, the damn pervert you call your best friend made you drink his semen? God damn you were a sick person for enjoying it.. "your flushed face tells me other wise.." Was all he mused before letting go of your jaw to dip his thumb into the corner of your mouth, smearing the thick white liquid from your mouth to the corner of your lips. Grinning to see that you still had some of it inside to indulge in the salty taste. "hm, who's the pervert now?" he says before wiping it off on your cheek and lifted his balaclava just above his nose to give you a kiss. Dragging the tip of his tongue along your bottom lip to gain entrance, to which you eagerly complied. Gaze hazed as he hums into the kiss, pushing you further against the wall as one of his hands found their way beneath the fabric of your shirt, his rough, calloused fingers drags their way along your toned— muscular physique as they found their way to the dip of your hip, keeping a grip there as his other hand made it's way to grip the side of your chest— slightly squeezing onto the soft, firm flesh before pulling away from the kiss. Staring down at you through half lidded eyes through his dark shades. "fuck you." You grumbled back to him as you gripped onto his waist, pulling him further more against your body as you kissed him again. This time a bit more gentle than before. Tongues intertwined with one another as both of his hands slipped beneath the fabric of your shirt and slide your shirt up until it reached above your chest, exposing your tone torso to him as his thumbs were on your pecs— flicking over your nipples as his other hand went to grab the side of your waist, his whole arm around it as he deepens the kiss further. Grinding against you with no shame while your hands held him by his back. "now, be a good boy and turn around for me yeah sweetheart?" he whispered ever so sweetly into your ear as he pulled away from the kiss. God damn it. ⋆⭒˚.⋆ slow lewd claps of skin slapping against skin fills your office as he had your legs parted, pants long pooling at your ankles as his grith slowly pushes in and out of your tight heat with ease. Soft, hushed grunt and whimpers escapes your lips as he pries your thighs further apart while he had you pushed against the wall. One hand on the front of your thigh that meets the groin and the muscle as his other hand cupped one of your pecs— squeezing it every so often to have you hushed. "you're doin' so good baby.. all for me hm?" he muses against your neck, his warm breath fanning over it with every grunt and sigh escapes his lips while he fucked you ever so gently. Feeling his member stretch you out as the tip grazes your sweet spot with each thrust, your own cock standing hard and erect helplessly as the leaking tip stains the wallpaper walls of your own office. "god damn you're so tight.. squeezing around my cock like there's no tomorrow huh? don't be greedy now, we have all night.." (i reached the words limit)

[the-froschamethyst4]

How To Stop an Argument 101

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Husband! Barrage Headcannon

SFW & NSFW

Quick AN: I would like to say in my first Barrage fic I placed the name Cal/Calvin in it because that is what I’ll be calling Barrage as his first name, there isn’t much info on him so I decided that his name will be Calvin or Cal for short

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SFW

He knows exactly what he is doing when it comes to “distracting” from the issue at hand

Recently you were under a lot of stress with work and the holidays coming up so quickly that you just needed some help from Barrage but he wasn’t pulling his end of the deal and making some things worse

You were in front of the tree trying to wrap presents for him and some family members that were coming over for the holidays but he was being no help

Watching the game on TV, being loud, and drinking beer while you wanted to watch a Christmas movie to be in the mood

“Cal, please turn it down.”

“Hon, I can’t hear what they are saying though.”

“We have a basement you can turn the TV up as loud as you want down there, I’m too overstimulated.” You say while trying to not pull your hair out.

“There’s only a few minutes of the game then I’ll go downstairs.”

“No, Cal…please do it now, I can’t think.” You say putting your hands on the side of your head.

Barrage sees that and turns the TV off and with no other word goes downstairs. He doesn’t want you to burst and there because more then just a simple discussion

You thank him but he just hums a response back to you.

That was just one out of many possible arguments that could have happen.

There’s been many days where Barrage just doesn’t take it seriously and starts pushing buttons

“Cal! Have you seen my necklace? I’ve been looking for hours now!” You call from upstairs.

The necklace was special, it was real pearls and real gold, your grandmother gave to you before she passed and you loved that necklace wore it any chance you got and tonight was a holiday party at your work but you couldn’t find the damn thing anywhere

“No!” He calls from downstairs. The overwhelming sensation of you possibly have finally lost it hit you and now you’re starting to get a little pissed off now, because you always say it in the same spot.

In your jewelry box on a small hook that only it sat on, no other necklace

You even went and checked the bathroom drawers just in case but nothing

“CAL! PLEASE COME HELP ME FIND IT!!” You yelled getting frustrated

“Hon, it’s just a necklace.” He says coming into the bedroom.

“It is not just a necklace it’s my most prized possession, and I know I didn’t just loose it, I place it back in my jewelry box every time I’m done wearing it, so where the fuck is it?!” You start slamming drawers now.

“Well, don’t break everything just to find this damn necklace.”

“Then help me!” You turn, red to the face and eyes looking like you’re about to cry.

“Hon, don’t cry-“

“Don’t tell me not to cry cause I will!”

You fall on the bed head in your hands, Barrage knew where the necklace was. He opens his nightstand drawer and pulled out the necklace.

“Here.”

“You had it!?”

“I got it polished for you. You know how the creases had that black stuff in it?”

“Yeah?”

“I got it polished and I was going to give it to you, later, but now is fine, sorry for hiding it.”

“It’s okay,” the tears stopped and all there was sniffling in the bedroom. “C-Can you put it on me?”

“Sure, hon.”

Arguments happen but the one thing Barrage kind of likes doing when he knows he’s in the wrong is flex, flexing his big muscles he worked hard on

“No, you’re wrong!”

“How am I wrong?”

“You really wanna sit an argue or are you going to shut up and let me talk?”

“Shut up?” Barrage leans back on the couch flexing his arms that were behind his head.

“Stop that.”

“Stop what?” He smirks

“S-Stop flexing.”

“I’m not flexing. I’m just relaxing.” He says

“…” you couldn’t look away, you love them too, the way he can just pick you up with ease, how when you two have sex you claw at them sometimes breaking skin

“Fuck off,” you say walking away knowing he won that argument but he knows he was wrong

When you start getting a big heated and you start throwing out the bro, dude, bruh words

“Dude I swear to god if you-“

“Did you just ‘dude’ me?” He says

“Yeah and?”

“We have sex…you really wanna be throwing the word dude around?”

NSFW

Having an argument in the middle of sex just turns Barrage on even more.

This man is fucking toxic

He could start an argument over nothing then ask if you’re down for sex afterwards

Honestly thinks it's funny when you rant about your rough and hard day as he goes down on you and you can't think straight because his tongue and mouth feels good on your lower half

When Barrage comes home from work, he'll sometimes be surprised you stayed up to wait for him, only for him to now take his frustrations out on you, while he rants about his day, now

Does he start random arguments? Yes. One day he started one when he came home to no dinner on the table, and express how he would like to have dinner on the table before he comes home, he was smirking the whole time knowing you hate the trad wife bullshit

So, he knows what he is doing

"Ex-fucking-cuse me?" You say, hands on your hips, fury burning in your eyes, and knuckles turning white.

"You heard me woman, I want food on this table by the time I get home," he says.

"Fuck you, now! You get to fix your own damn food for now on, I'll be fixing my food while you figure out how the stove works." As you tun your wrist gets grabbed just for you to be bent over the kitchen table, and you feel his hard dick

"I'm only kidding, hon," he teases.

You hate when Barrage leaves his clothes all over the place, but he does it only to get a good view of his wife being bent over

"Calvin, pick up your clothes, how many times am I going to tell you? We don't live in a pigsty."

"How many times are you going to keep picking up my clothes to realize I'm only doing it to get a clear view of your ass?" He says, you stop and drop his clothes. "Hey."

"Pick up your clothes," she says.

Y/n can start arguments as well, if anything, you both are toxic for each other but you both don't care, you both know you complete each other.

Y/n fixed food for Barrage bring it to him in his home office setting it down on a clear spot and gives him a kiss on the cheek, and then one on his temple, then one on his forehead, neck, cheek again, and then lips.

"Hon, what are you doing?"

"Just kissing you," you tell him as your hands start teasing him, messing with his shirt, then to his belt, getting it unbuckled and then moving your hand before walking out.

"Oh damn, I forgot, I have some chores to do around the house," you say, blue balling your husband.

"You fucking, minx," he growls.

You loved teasing him, I mean the bastard does the same shit to you, why not do it back? You're not hurting anything...maybe his pride, but he'll be okay

"Fuck baby." Barrage held your waist, you bend over his desk, the food wasn't even on his mind anymore, it was how good he was going to fuck you, how good he was going to make you feel

"C-Cal, s-slow down-"

"No, you don't get to make demands here, you teased me and now this is what you get," he says.

[codnasties]

barrage's slutty shirt 🕶 (🌽 link)

let me tell you something, one of the most iconic and that's heavily distinctive to barrage is his slutty compression shits. those amazing ones that hug every single muscle of his so nicely, almost like a second skin.

and one thing is for sure, knowing how much you like them, the whorish compression shirt stays one while he fucks you. to him it's more than just wearing clother he's comfortable in, it's about the ceratin level of control it gives him.

he knows you want to get a good look at him and at his muscular body, but he won't allow you to fully see him in a mean way. like you don't get to see the whole thing, but he doesn't find it in him of depriving you of a good view of his sculped boy as he's fucking you.

his hips snapping against the plush of your ass every time he pushes himself deeply into your soaking wet cunt, that seems to suck him in, as you cry about not being able to see him. filipping you over so you can watch the muslce ripple behind his shirt and the way the fabric pulls taut around his big biceps - and he also gets to watch your face contort with pleasure, your eyes rolling back. and the way your tits jiggle with each harsh thurst -.

just full on fucking you dumb on his cock

[puff0o0]

You had a crush on Barrage, a big one at that

It was very obvious, no matter how hard you tried to hide it. The way you snuck glances, gushed about his achievements on the field, and the way you got so nervous when he was around which seemed to be all the time as he was everywhere

Gaz and Ghost were the first to notice, given they are the two most observant in the team. Gaz kept pushing you to go for it and so did Ghost, they wanted you to happy afterall!

You didn't know exactly how to go for it since he doesn't seem to talk much and you two weren't exactly friends

Which makes your crush on him even more frustrating

Soap eventually found out about it and tried helping you out by befriending Barrage himself but that didn't really turn out well...

At least you know what his voice sounds like!

This lead to Soap getting the idea of going on a mission with him

It was the only way you could talk to him without feeling too weird afterall

But you would have to wait for the day you even get the chance to go on one with him since it's completely random :(

But Soap was willing to find a way for you

Price also found out about it (he eavesdropped on the conversation you and Soap were having) and he also wanted to help

He didn't bring it up a lot, only mentioning it when he was around and telling you to go for it. Most of the time it was the perfect opportunity but you didn't want to risk embarrassing yourself

Of course, like Ghost, he teased you a bit but nothing compared to the way Gaz was teasing you

Anytime he walked in the room, Gaz was elbowing you to look and chuckling when you averted your eyes the second you noticed him

There was even a time where Gaz called him over for 'help' in hopes that a conversation between the two of you would spark

It did not.

"You have to introduce yourself"

Price said, Gaz nodding as it's what he's he's saying this whole time

"I'm sure he won't yell at you for asking him out and I'm sure he wouldn't reject you. He'd have to be blind and brain dead to do that to someone like you"

Gaz said, trying to boost your confidence so that you would finally go and get to know him

You just stared at them, shaking your head no as you continued cleaning your gun

"Ye aren't gonna get anywhere if he doesn't know ye!"

Soap said with a grin, hoping that the conversation would inspire and push you into making a move

It did not.

All 4 of them could tell how much you really liked this guy and all 4 of them really wanted you to be happy, so they hatched up a plan in their free time

And it worked!

Somehow Ghost managed to pull some strings, getting you and Barrage on a mission together. It was an easy mission too, the ride there would be longer than the actual mission

And yet you just couldn't bring yourself to actually say something

The air felt so awkward

You didn't want to say the wrong thing and get him to dislike you

Crushes were so hard.

but then he spoke, his voice pulling you out of your thoughts

"You've been lookin' at me this whole time. Is there something you want?"

His voice held some irritation to it, which only made you more nervous

Yet you knew you had to say something back and make it good so that you could actually get to know eachother. But what could you say for that to even happen???

"..I want to get to know you"

You immediately started to feel embarrassed from your reply. It shot out quicker than you could stop it

You couldn't see his facial expressions, his mask covering it and only making you more nervous

Is he disgusted? mad? embarrassed?

Then he chuckled a bit, catching you off guard

Now you were REALLY worried

"If you wanted to ask me out you could just ask normally"

You were shocked, pinching your arm to make sure this wasn't some lucid dream

There was a moment of silence between you as you didn't know what to say and he was waiting on a reply from you

"..I want to ask you out then"

You hesitated, mentally slapping yourself for it. You barely- Well, he barely even knows you

He was probably just baiting you so he could reject you

Or at least that's what your mind thought

If only you could see how his eyes lit up behind those glasses, glad that he finally managed to strike a conversation with you

He wasn't the type to be nervous around a crush or beat around the bush

But you were different! You intimidated him with your looks and personality. He assumed you were wayy out of his league, he was sure you wouldn't even give him a second thought if he asked you out

So he ignored you the best he could so the feelings would go away

But it was not easy, not at all

He even caught himself redirecting his usual routes to match up with your schedule so he could see you more

He quickly put a stop to that

Your smile, your laugh, your eyes, your face, it was all too perfect

Everytime he saw your face he could feel his face heating up a little

A moment of silence before he spoke again, facing your direction

"Then it's a date"

[bluedrizzle82]

Veiny Arms

Working in the special forces you always knew you’d have a problem of fantasizing about things especially with all the well built masked men around you. It was certainly no different with Barrage he was so quiet and casual but extremely hot without doing anything.

He could be sitting or fixing his Gun or whatever all you know is you find yourself staring a lot. Fortunately for you he never noticed and you had snapped yourself out of it before he could.

Well that was until one day when you seen him roll up his sleeve slight after a sparing match. They were thick, sweaty and veiny the perfect combination. “I wonder if it’s as veiny as his arms” You hadn’t realized you said it out loud until everyone there turned to look at you including Barrage himself.

Your face turns beat red as you realize and you can see him smirking underneath his mask. He crosses his arms only adding to the muscular tone and the bulging veins. You suddenly excuse yourself and walk out of the sparing room.

[umiiqi]

ESPRESSO

barrage x reader

fluff

Barrage was not a morning person.

That much was obvious as he sat at the kitchen table, arms crossed, head resting against them, refusing to function without caffeine. His normally sharp eyes were half-lidded, his hair a mess from sleep, and if you listened closely enough, you could hear the faintest groan escape him every time he had to move.

You chuckled, setting a steaming cup of coffee in front of him. "C’mon, tough guy. The battlefield’s waiting."

Barrage peeked at you, eyes narrowed. "Not until I have at least three sips of this," he muttered, voice thick with exhaustion.

"Three sips? That specific, huh?" You slid into the seat across from him, chin resting in your hand.

"Tested. Proven," he grumbled, finally sitting up to take a long, slow drink.

You watched in amusement as he let out a deep sigh, rolling his shoulders like the weight of the world had suddenly lifted. "Better?"

Barrage set the cup down and gave you a lopsided smirk. "Almost." Then, before you could react, he tugged you forward, pressing a lazy kiss to your forehead. "Now I’m good."

Your face felt warm, but you huffed, crossing your arms. "You just use me as an energy booster, don’t you?"

He laughed, taking another sip of coffee. "Not my fault you’re better than caffeine."

And just like that, your morning routine continued—filled with teasing, sleepy smirks, and the kind of warmth that even the strongest explosion couldn’t shake.

[ghostbusters6]

A drabble of Barrage

( bro I love him so much I just wanna chew on his arms AHHH) NSFW AT PARTS! also reader may come off a a tiny bit chubby ppz if u got any problems with that tell me I'll make another one

This man LOVES! to squeeze reader, readers thighs, stomach, face basically any thing that's squishy. In bed cuddling? He's spooning reader or their on top of him ;).

He playfully will squish readers head in a gentle headlock with his arm just because reader said once that they like them. Also flexs in front of reader so he gets them aroused. Let's reader bite him gives him a reason to punish reader.

Nsfw> This man is a beast in bed but if reader is scared or isn't ready he immediately gets gentle soft praising reader for the simplest things. But if not god he's railing reader making their eyes roll in the back of their head. Makes it his mission to see reader fucked out of their sweet brain.

Has the best aftercare tho cleaning reader up getting them water kisses praises. If readers to tired to shower he will just wipe them down with a cloth, a warm cloth duh. After sex cuddles are a yes for him he's kissing and spooning reader or their are tucked into his side all happy and fucked out.

FUCK I NEED HIK SO BAD AHGKSLHFISN IM GOUNG FERAL!!!

Credits for the banner to @tinylilacbun <3333

[2kiran]

content: sub barrage, gn reader, suggestive

BARRAGE can be a little touchy. A hand rests on your head when the two of you are by a corner or in private, gently patting you every now and then. It’s a reminder that goes both ways; you’re with him and he’s with you.

His veiny arm may be wrapped over your shoulders, although loosely. It wasn’t a strange thing to see; friendly touches are frequently passed between close teammates. But it may be perceived how he is with you as unusual.

What do you mean he’s fiddling with your belt loop, the pad of his thumb light as he caressed the skin right beneath your waist band? He’s not even doing anything.

Sometimes, he’d cup your cheek. The feeling of your soft flesh has his heart warming, and a small smile stretching his lips.

But when your hands are on him, it’s a completely different story.

He’d hold his breath subconsciously, something starved flushing his skin. Feel him up through that tight compression shirt of his and you’ll have him whimpering, muscles twitching, and he’s torn between squirming away or stepping closer.

BARRAGE would mutter your name, uncertain of what he’s asking for. He won’t remember how or when he’s become compliant under you; he’s weirdly fuzzy and giddy, and he doesn’t know anymore. His thighs squeeze together to relieve the ache, whining incoherently.

Oh, he’s doomed. Don’t even stand next to him in public; he won’t be able to control himself.

[trainee-nuwa]

【COD】Fanart Preview❗️❗️

Ghost、Keegan、konig、Phillip Graves、Barrage

How they will seduce you？？

[the-smut-mongerer]

Designationless! Reader concepts and "introductions"

@beloveds-embrace is the inspo for this!

info- the designationless reader will relatively be very similar to one-another but circumstances to their family life or how they met the team(s) or people, ans other stuff will be different >3 if youd liked to see anthting specific send in an ask!

Overall Concept — Reader born without a designation, causing them to face ridicule and exclusion among peers and family alike. They go through out life, wandering, with not much of a purpose until they decide to join the military. The military finds great use of their lack of scent and exploits it constantly. For most of their career they kept to themselves, the ability to form any form of meaningful bond i.e a pack is in vain until...

141 — John Price recruits you onto his team after Laswell sent him your file. Your skill in recon and ambushes were interesting bur what really caught his eyes was your designation mark and just how many teams you managed to go through. No team wanted to accept something like you. You looked so... empty, so lost. His inner omega yearned like never before to give you a home.

Callsign: Stray

KorTac — The day you saved the trio from getting—in the literal sense—blown to shreads. You came in alone, your team(or pack as the military demands you to consider it as) already gone since they didn't want to risk their lives diffusing a simple(by your standards) With nothing more then a gas mask and a gun. You barged into the room they were hiding in, curled around each other as they whispered empty prayers and reassurance. The way you approached them, slow and calm, voice even and soft took them by storm. They needed no scent coming from you to make them feel calm- to feel safe and from that day you became a member of their pack.

Callsign: Badda (Boom)

Shadow Company — General Shepherd gave Graves your file. You bounces from pack to pack, picking fights with all kinds of ranks. You were finally pulled from group work after nearly being drowned by a "packmate" in sewer water that forced you to be hospitalized for a while. Graves took you as a challenge, he wanted to 'break in', as he puts it, this anomaly and put yourself firey nature to good use. He tells his shadows, who are more then intrigued by the idea of getting a new packmate to (lovingly) mess around with. Graves can only hope your ready to be smothered.

Callsign: (Sewer) Rat

If you liked to see other characters, groups or a certain prompt send in an ask!

[l4xu0riipng]

Y’all will fuck just abt any military guy in a mask huh 💀?

Y/N : I have a lot of bottled up emotions about you, y’know?

Barrage : Break the bottle.

Y/N : That’s- that’s not how metaphors wo-

Barrage : Where is it? If you’re too scared to do it, I can 😌✨

For the record this is Barrage ⬆️

[the-froschamethyst4]

New Man coming?????

Maybe?????

Oop-

This is Barrage

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