#messaging the cod characters

[witchthewriter]

𝐓𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝑫𝒖𝒕𝒚

I really love doing the text stories, I think they're a short and cute way of showing the relationship between you and a character. I'll also be doing this for other fandoms as well, so don't be shy - I'd love some requests xx

𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐧 '𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭' 𝐑𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐲

part one

𝐊𝐨̈𝐧𝐢𝐠

part one

a surprise

𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 '𝐒𝐨𝐚𝐩' 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐡

part one

𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞

𝐊𝐲𝐥𝐞 "𝐆𝐚𝐳" 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤

𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐨 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬

𝐑𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐟𝐨

𝐍𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐢

[milkywayhou]

To the one anon that keep sent me a hateful massage and told me to off myself just because I ship my oc with König.

I'm sorry to inform you that both of them already married and had a daughter! :(

💖💖

[donnas-dollface]

more messages with valeria;

[nekrosmos]

QUESTION TIME what moment in the game made you go "Okay. I officially love Captain Price" what caught your eye about him? Or NikPrice and Nikolai in general. Looovee ur art btw <3333

Thank you for the ask anon, I'm glad you like my silly little art <33

It honestly took me a while to warm up to Price ! I played MW2 first and liked him, especially his relationship with Gaz, but didn't connect with him right away. Then I played MW19 and okay, I started warming up to him, especially with the scenes like the one where he tells the marines that if they don't shut up he's gonna make them go to the front or something like that, I was like OH ?

I thought he was handsome and liked his leader role and his stupid fucking hat and all, but I just wasn't obsessed with him YET.

Same for NikPrice, I would see fanarts here and there and thought "now that's a good ship" but didn't push the thought further, until last October, when I read a short NikPrice thread on twitter, and idk, it immediately lit up my obsession with Price, Nik, and NikPrice.

Then I found Rawr's fics here and the rest is history 👍​

Also fun thing: When MW3 released last year, there were many, MANY posters for it around my work commute, but at the time I had only passing knowledge of CoD, basically only knew about Ghost, which lead to me sending this message to my friend on discord

"Mustache guy" being Price.

And now I'm obsessed with him 👍​We've come a long way

[bl0od-bath]

Ｒｅｑｕｅｓｔ Ｒｕｌｅｓ

Welcome! I'm Chibeni, which means 'red as blood' in Japanese, I use a little term called BloodBath or BB, for heavily detailed gore or traumatic and sensitive topics, which wont be used to much but just a warning before hand!

I want everyone to acknowledge, that this is a safe space, if you are in need of venting, you may vent to me at any age, you also may request at any age. I'll always be free to listen, give advice, or answer questions, I do not want any Homophobic, Racists, RCTA, Pedophiles, Sexual harassers or Pro-shippers to interact with my page. All ages are fine, but please do follow the rules, if its says 15+, it means 15+ only! I will make stuff for the youngers though!

Anything I write that is a sensitive or an Illegal topic, do not do in real life, I write it for entertainment purposes, or plot only.

These are my request rules, things I do and allow, to what I don't and refuse to do, I may allow some things that are sensitive topics but it will not be detailed unless the warnings explicitly say 'BB' , highly sensitive topics will be classified as 15+ if not declared 'BB'.

Ｄｙｎａｍｉｃｓ~

Character x Reader

Character x Oc

Character x Character

Oc x Oc

Adult x Adult (Fluff/Platonic-Romantic/Angst/Smut)

Adult x Child (Fluff/Platonic/Angst)

Child x Child (Fluff/Platonic/Angst)

Yandere x Victim (Fluff/Platonic-Romantic/Angst/Smut)

(If I missed anything, just send me a message!!)

Ｗｈａｔ Ｉ＇ｌｌ ｗｒｉｔｅ~

Kidnapping

Torture (BB)

R@pe (BB)

COCSA/SA (BB)

Yanderism

Homosexuality

Homophobia/Racism (Please do not do be such things.)

Smut/Angst/Fluff/Platonic-Romantic

Murder/Death

Blackmail

Cannibalism (BB)

Omegverse

Cheating

Headcanons/Series/Drabbles/Oneshots

Kinks (Hard or Soft)

Alternate Universes

(If I missed anything, just send me a message!!)

Ｗｈａｔ Ｉ ｗｏｎｔ ｗｒｉｔｅ~

Incest (I am not comfortable, unless its maybe Step family, so by law, but you'd have to really convince me.)

Scat/Piss.

(If I missed anything, just send me a message!)

Ｆａｎｄｏｍｓ~

TMNT Bayverse ^ Leo ^ Raph ^Donnie ^ Mikey

FPE (Fundamental Paper Education) ^ All

The Sandman ^ Morpheus

MW/COD ^ Simon Riley ^ John Price ^ John McTavish ^ Kyle Garrick ^ Phillip Graves

Undertale/AU's ^ Ask and I'll see

(If you want a different and specific fandom, just message and I'll see!!)

[islandtarochips]

Kanoa’s Music Message (ft. With his brothers)

I saw this vid on TikTok and thought wanna share this with my mutuals and my followers. If you guys ever need a love advice. Kanoa’s music will help you. Here is what he’ll be SINGING about!

Now Imma tag my peeps to remind them when they need love

@alypink @welldonekhushi @revnah1406 @kaitaiga

@sleepyconfusedpotato @deeptrashwitch @mutantthedark

@dirtfullofwork @sweet-samnang

[solivagantingrebel]

I need to get back into roleplays so I don't hate my writing again.

[ask-sgtcrow]

I really wanna roleplay with you because you seem really cool, but like, I don't know if your fine with 1, girls, bc most accounts I've seen like this so far are like, completely boys only bc they aren't comfortable being hit on by girls, or like, aren't okay with private dm roleplays bc I genuinely hate my role-plays being public

((you think i’m cool? 🥹))

((jk you guys if you want to rp with crow, be it through my inbox or my dms, that’s totally fine!!!! feel free to send me any prompts/ideas you have and i’ll more than likely be fine with it. as long as it isn’t straight up nsfw and you aren’t a minor!!! :))) ))

[homeofthelonelywriter]

A little gamer!Ghost x f!gamer!reader

It all started just a few weeks after you began streaming. Gaming had always been a hobby of yours and after some encouragement from your friends, you created a Twitch account and just started streaming whatever you were playing at the moment. It was truly a variety, going from cozy games like Animal Crossing to more hardcore games like GTFO or Call of Duty. The latter one was where you were randomly paired with him. The infamous, and very popular, Ghost.

He was another streamer, known for his content, but also for his mystic. Aside from the fact that he had the habit of disappearing every now and then, he also never showed his face, only his voice drawing in his thousands of viewers. But it was enough. However, his just as mysterious social media helped. Girls and guys alike were drooling over his shirtless gym pics or the one with just his forearm and hand, the veins protruding. You had to admit, you were one of those girls, although you would never admit it out loud. Especially the ones of him with his helmet on, in full biker gear, in front of his machine? You could stare at those for days.

The moment you saw his name as one of the players in your team, you choked on your drink, almost coughing it up all over your keyboard. The few dozen viewers you had, also pointed out who you were paired with and you just hoped that the low lighting and shitty face cam you had, hid the blush on your cheeks~~, it did not~~. In the beginning, everything went well, as you slowly melted, the more Ghost spoke. As per usual, you had turned off your in-game voice, not wanting to draw any attention to yourself, as a female gamer.

But rather quickly, it was just you and Ghost left. “You got a mic, mate?” Your fingers hovered over the keyboard, about to respond via chat before some courage sparked inside you and you quickly activated it. “Yeah, sorry.” It was silent for a few moments before he answered in a low purr. “’s alright, love. Let’s get those fuckers, yeah?” You couldn’t help but giggle softly while nodding. “Yeah, let’s get them.”

The rest of the round went well and you managed to mostly ignore the comments in your chat, which slowly started to grow with viewers, about how cute you and Ghost were. No way that he would even be slightly interested. With just one opponent left, you were about to take the shot, when your cat jumped up onto your table, startling you. A quiet yelp left your lips, and Ghost’s response was immediate. “Are you okay? What happened?” As quietly as you could, you shooed your cat away, but not without getting shot in-game. “Fuck…I-I’m sorry. My cat scared me and I…shit, sorry Ghost, I…” As your character lied on the ground, you watched as his character came sprinting over. “Don’t worry, lovie. I got you.” He quickly healed you. “There you go, now go get him.” He could have done it, easily. But he let you do it and you couldn’t help but smile to yourself. The match ended with your team winning and you were about to say goodbye to the mystery when a steam message popped up. Here’s my Discord @ghost.real. Hit me up if you want to play, yeah? With a permanent grin, you added him, before continuing your stream.

While in another match, you were blissfully unaware of what was happening, until a friend who was modding your chat for you, messaged you. GIRL HE RAIDED YOU! Startled, you looked to your right and noticed that she was right. Your viewers were now in the hundreds of thousands, your follows and subscriptions went through the roof as you just watched with a stunned face.

Good night, love. Your eyes followed the message until it disappeared in your chat and you still couldn’t believe what was happening.

Next Part

A/N: Definitely didn't write this because I'm crushing hard on one of the guys I game with. No, no way. Also, wouldn't mind turning this into a small series, you guys interested? Also, let me know if you want to be on the perma taglist! Just say if you want all of COD or specific characters. Although I mostly post Ghost.

@dravenskye @herefor-tojis-tits @lucienofthelakes @tessakate

[witchthewriter]

𝑻𝒆𝒙𝒕 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒘/ 𝑩𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝑲𝒐̈𝒏𝒊𝒈

[sidemari]

• Claimed •

NSFW headcanons of how having sex with them would be.

Characters included: John "Soap" MacTavish, Keegan P. Russ, König and Simon “Ghost” Riley [separately] x Fem!Reader

TW: Bondage; breeding kink; choking; creampie; edging; hate sex; jealousy sex; marking (hickeys, etc); masturbation; sub/dom dynamics; oral sex (F/M receiving); riding; slapping; praise kink, unprotected sex. Let me know if I missed anything. 

A COD post you may like.

John "Soap" MacTavish

He's the perfect balance between dominant and submissive. 

Usually when he comes home from a mission, exhausted and just wanting to spend time with you, he'll happily accept that you take the reins — sex will be calmer, more intimate and romantic in this case. But if he is well rested or even frustrated or riled up enough, he will be the one in control and will put aside his chill personality for a few moments. His main goal is to show he's the one in charge, the one exploiting your every weakness until you're broken.

Still on the subject of coming back home after missions, he gets clingy and horny when he's sleepy. There were many times when his hands roamed your hips and thighs as you cuddled, his fingertips slowly stimulating the right spots to make your desire awaken. Your hand, in turn, began to stimulate his already hard cock — restricted only by his sweatpants and nothing else — while you kissed his neck. A few seconds tended to pass before his hand guided yours inside his pants, allowing you to touch his cock: long, throbbing, dripping with pre-cum and crying out for attention. 

He has a thing for positions where he can see your back and ass. His hands usually settle on your thighs as he pulls you against him, firm, rhythmic, and with each thrust, the sound of your bodies mingled with the muffled moans and the muffled sound of the bed beneath you. A soft smack would echo in the room — a tender slap, but full of desire, causing you to beg him to keep going. He would repeat it, more eagerly, watching your skin flush beneath his fingers. This isn’t about sex anymore — it is about dominance mixed with affection, intensity tinged with respect. 

You were lying on your side, the sheets pulled up to your waist, and the curve of your body cast soft shadows in the low light of the lamp. He approached you from behind, his fingers slowly sliding over the skin of your back, tracing silent paths.

“I like seeing you like this.” He murmured, his voice husky against the back of your neck. “All mine...”

You sighed, closing your eyes as he wrapped his body around yours, fitting himself inside of you slowly, as if each movement had weight, intention. One of his hands held your waist firmly; the other moved down your arm, until his fingers intertwined with yours, sealing their intimacy in silence.

You squeezed his hand tighter, and he understood the message.

The thrusts became deeper, harder and faster — until you both were a moaning mess. 

"Yeah, give it all to me, love..."

"J-Johnny— Fuck..." Your body obliged his words. 

Keegan P. Russ

He likes to physically restrain you during sex so that he has complete control of you. If you get frustrated with his need for control, it only makes him even more satisfied.

If he chose to use ropes, he would start with your wrists. Bondage wasn't just about restraint; it was about trust. His fingers would slide firmly but gently, wrapping your arms behind your back. Each knot was tied with care and tested with delicacy. By the time he was finished, you’d be already panting, even without a more intimate touch.

Definitely uses his praise kink skills to his advantage. He would mumble compliments and sweet nothings while doing the most sinful things to you. Every time you obeyed his orders without blinking, every time you made an effort to make him feel good, you would be rewarded. 

Jealousy is a common cause of intense sex scenes between you. Keegan is a healthy boyfriend, but jealousy can quickly develop within his heart, and often the most effective way to resolve these feelings is by fucking the frustration away. Many times he wouldn't see you as the sweet girl he asked out, but as someone who deserves to be punished, especially if someone looked at you with ulterior motives or touched you without him expecting it. He knows that it is not your fault, but the need to show the world that you belong to him speaks louder. This leads him to mark your body in many different ways, whether with hickeys — you've had situations like someone from the squad asking you where those marks came from more times than you'd like to admit — or even with his own cum — several times you had to pretend that everything was under control while talking to your superiors as you felt his cum dripping out of you. 

You belong to each other, and no one can change that.

You had argued due to his stupid jealousy once again.

He approached slowly, stopping behind you. His hands rested firmly on your waist. You didn’t move away. The air between you was charged — with anger, with desire, with unspoken love. When he pressed his lips to your bare shoulder, you shivered. It was the kind of touch that said “listen to me” without words.

“You annoy me deeply.” He murmured, his voice hoarse, restrained.

You answered him still harshly, but your eyes already betrayed your surrender.

“Then show me.”

The kiss came like a snap — urgent, deep, desperate. He pulled you tightly by the waist, pressing your body against his. His hands slid down your thighs, lifting the fabric of your clothes carelessly. There was frustration there, yes. But more than that, there was a desire to resolve this in the most primal way you knew how.

He turned you against the wall with a sure movement, his body pressing against yours from behind, the penetration coming quickly, full of urgency as you surrendered yourself, pushing your hips back, seeking more, feeling alive under the dominion of his touch.

“You are mine… only mine.” 

Your bodies were slamming against each other, your moans were being muffled by kisses, his hand, and the way his mouth claimed yours.

When you came, it was as if all the rage evaporated. Keegan came soon after, buried deep inside of you, still pressing you against the wall, your hearts beating as one.

“You better don't let anyone else touch you again.” He muttered seriously.

König 

This man is a sucker for going down on you. He loves the way you shiver every time his tongue stimulates your clit while his fingertips keep brushing against the most sensitive spot within you. You arched your body as you felt his tongue teasing, firm and attentive, as if it knew exactly what you needed. He watched you break as he brought you over the edge again and again, savoring every sigh, every tremor. When you pulled him to you, there was no more distance, just the fusion of the two of you — skin against skin, desire against desire.

He definitely has a thing for cumming inside you. He finds it so intimate, so warm and so delicious that it's hard for him to hold back. You didn’t take long to start suspecting that maybe, just maybe, he may have a breeding kink, and you keep teasing him about it, not only by allowing him to fill you up completely with his cum every single time you two have sex, but also by preventing him from pulling out of you (the few times his self control wins) by wrapping your legs tightly around his waist as you whisper to him that you need to feel his seed inside of you. 

Edging is common with him. He kisses your neck, your shoulders, the curve of your breasts, while his hands explore the contours of your body with care and firmness. His fingers touch you with a calculated rhythm, alternating softness and intensity, exploring limits. And every time you thought relief would come, he would stop — just for a few seconds — just to hear you beg for more as you became more sensitive, more surrendered, more vulnerable to pleasure. He wouldn't let you escape — his eyes fixed on yours, attentive to every reaction. When he finally penetrated you, you were already trembling. Each movement of his passed through you like a wave, and your body responded with broken moans and meaningless whispers. He smiled against your skin — he knew the power he had. And then, when the climax arrived, it was as if the world had dissolved. You came undone in his arms, your body writhing in spasms of pleasure, your mind blank, filled only with the sensation of his touch — present, absolute, necessary.

The night was advancing in silence, and the room was all darkness and slow breathing. The sheets were warm from the heat of your bodies, and there you were, intertwined, naked, cuddling each other, as if you didn't want time to pass. You felt his chest pressed against your back, his arms wrapped around you carefully, his legs tangled with yours.

Still half asleep, you smiled when you felt his lips brush the back of your neck — a light kiss, almost shy, but full of intention.

There were no words, just a gesture. He gasped, trying to stifle a moan that insisted on leaving his lips as you stimulated the tip of his cock with your index finger — slowly, steady and hot.  

"Fuck, that's good—" 

"Shh, let me make you feel good while you relax." Your hands stroked his cock as his moans were soft, lazy, mixed with low chuckles of disbelief and stray kisses on the shoulder. 

"I... I don't deserve you…" His cock throbbed, you knew he was close. 

"C-Can I cum inside you? Please, I-I..." He whimpered, a sincere plea written in his words. You smiled with a half smile, straddling his lap before burying him completely inside you.

“Fill me up completely… I want to feel you dripping out of me later.”

“F-Fuck, liebling—” He pulled you against his body as he came while your own orgasm slowly faded as your walls accepted his essence. “I love you, meine Liebe.” 

Simon “Ghost” Riley 

He is still relatively reserved even after months of relationship, but there is no lack of intensity and connection between you.

Having sex with him is not only a carnal experience, but an emotional one. Every sensation, stimulus, kiss, touch, and word makes you experience the best that life has to offer: pure satisfaction.

Among the habits he has during sex, the delicious way he squeezes your neck with his hand or even with his biceps is by far one of the best sensations he can give you. It is absurdly good to feel lightheaded while you see his blurred figure above you due to the tears of pleasure as he pounds his cock inside you just the way that makes you melt under him.

He changes the rhythm, depth, and strength of his thrusts without failing with his movements even once. Maybe he has become addicted to seeing how you whimper and shudder when the thrusts that were until then slow and deep become shallower, stronger, and faster.

Any position that allows him to see your face while you have sex is ideal for him. It’s not uncommon for Simon to pull you in for a slow, intimate kiss when he’s close to cumming, filled with silent adoration 

He tends to be more dominant in bed; let’s face it, that’s his personality. But if you ever feel like taming him is a good option, he won’t hesitate to obey you: he welcomes every stimulus you give him with pleasure, making sure to be a good boy for the one he loves so much.

He hugged you from behind, murmuring something unintelligible in your ear before picking you up and placing you on the kitchen counter.

“S-Simon…” He took you by surprise. You were cooking breakfast for the two of you when he showed up, wearing only sweatpants, his hair disheveled, his eyes full of sleep, and his voice hoarse.

“You got out of bed...” He murmured again, and this time you understood it perfectly. “...and left me there, alone.” Your boyfriend pressed wet kisses against your neck, moving down to one of your breasts. The tip of his thumb caressed your nipple above the fabric of your shirt, making it hard and sensitive enough to make you whimper.

“The pancakes… they’re going to get cold.” You murmured, squirming in anticipation as your shorts were pulled down with absurd ease. You didn’t care about that food; you just wanted to have sex with him right there. It was bizarre how he could get you in the mood in a matter of seconds.

Kneeling down, he kissed the inside of your thigh before murmuring against your skin.

“I feel like eating something else before breakfast.” You blushed, avoiding eye contact with him. “Look at me,” He asked, his voice low and firm. 

“I want to see your face while I eat you out.” You obeyed. And right there, on the kitchen counter, he began. His tongue was precise, careful and, at the same time, full of intention. He explored every part as if he had all the time in the world — as if he were memorizing your taste. You moaned, your fingers going to his hair, gripping it as if that anchored you to reality. But he only chuckled softly against your folds.

You tried to close your legs as the wave of pleasure began to take over, but he held you even tighter, his dark eyes fixed on you.

“Don't. I want to see everything. I want to feel you cum in my mouth.” The cold marble contrasted with the heat of the moment, and between sighs, contained moans and the firmness of his hands, you knew — you would never be able to touch that counter again without remembering how he made you cum there.

[gothicflowers]

Anon: Which COD man do you think eats pussy just to relax you? Like if you had a shit day, they don’t care about their needs they just get on their knees?

anon, I love you. And there are three characters that come to mind.

ALEX KELLER JOHN PRICE RUDY PARRA

He made it home first. You didn’t have time to hang your coat before he had you pressed against the wall in a heated kiss. Hands roaming all over.

“I missed you today, work has horrible” you whined to him as he made his way down kissing your neck. A soft sigh left your tired lips. He picks you up, hands on your ass underneath your skirt carrying you to the bedroom.

“Oh I could tell from your messages” he mumbled as his lips attacked your chest. Sucking little love bites into you.

“I want you so bad but I’m exhausted” you replied as he sat you onto the bed. Eyes desperate for him as you slowly blink tiredly.

He smirks “Oh baby, I’m not expecting anything from you. Now lay back, relax and keep those pretty legs open for me” his rough hands pull you in closer to him as his tongue drags through your soaked folds.

[ink-n-shadow]

As for suggestions, maybe something fall=Halloween themed? Like maybe smau that is the reader is texting the boys maybe freaking out about being lost in a corn maze? Or texting them about (sexy) Halloween costumes? Just some ideas!

-🦦

this suggestion really got my creative juices flowing (tysm to everyone who suggested couples costume ideas!)

PERFECT COUPLE('s costume)

𝜗𝜚 the texts where you find the perfect couples costumes to wear with the CoD men

𝜗𝜚 characters: simon "ghost" riley, john "soap" mactavish, john price, kyle "gaz" garrick 𝜗𝜚 cw: allusions to smut themes (minors—DNI), brief knife kink (ghost), subtle allusions to munch!soap, overall cute halloween-y vibes 𝜗𝜚 a/n: i just realized i deleted a texts from soap's messages, but i can't change it now so rip </3 it doesn't impact the read much but it bothers tf out of me

©️ ink-n-shadow 2024

do not copy, plagiarize, steal, borrow, or repost any of my work without my expressed permission

[urperfectcinnamonroll07]

Just A 'Little' Taste

Requested?: no pairing(s): john price x afab!reader genre: smut warning(s): oral (f recieving), price being a horny mf, implied age gap (not specified how big), overstimulation summary: 𝘯/𝘢 word count: 725 a/n: im back. i promise to you i have been trying to write and trying to make it good, but while i am doing so, enjoy this little drabble for my (arguably) favourite cod character. remember to eat and drink something, love yas, mwah! -cilla

john was always either in a good mood or a bad mood when he came back from a mission with tf141. it depended on how well the mission went, but usually one of his team members (either kate or gaz) would send you a quick message to warn you if he was in a bad mood, sometimes they would even send you a message to say he was in a good mood.

but, today, you didn’t get a message at all, meaning that either the task force was in trouble and couldn’t contact you, or that he had a good mission and was in a good mood.

it was the latter.

dinner was ready on the table, still warm as it had only just been cooked. it must have been your intuition that made you cook it when you did, as when you had just set the table, john walked through the door with a grin on his face, slightly obscured by his beard that had definitely grown a little bit since you had last seen him.

you smiled and took helped him take his coat off. the whole time you were trying, john’s hands were planted firmly on your hips and he was trying to kiss your cheek. he missed his pretty little wife after all, he had been gone for a little over a month.

“give me a taste” he mumbled against your cheek as he kissed practically every square inch of your face.

“but dinner-“ you try to protest, you had tried hard with the dish you had prepared. carbonara, plus is was hard to reheat, so you would have to eat it warm otherwise it may not be able to be warmed up again.

“dinner can wait, i want a taste of this pretty little pussy first. bet she’s been so eager to be fucked and filled in the past month” he practically groans the last part of his sentence.

and that’s how you ended up with his head between your thighs, god knows how many orgasms in.

his tongue was fucking slowly inside of you, his beard was absolutely soaked and your legs shook with how many times you had come. the overstimulation blinded you as you reached another high, arching your back as your juices gushed all over john’s chin.

“just one more” he chanted as he road you out, the wave of ecstasy washing over you in the matter of a few seconds as you felt the scrape of john’s beard against your pearled clit once again. you jutted your hips away in response.

he only pulled you closer, lapping up every drop of your juices as if he had been stuck in the sahara desert for over a month while he was away on deployment. he might as well have been, you never knew where he went on missions, and you didn’t really care.

as long as he came back and ate you out as if you would disintegrate if he wasn’t touching you the whole time.

john nipped your clit with his teeth before he smoothed his tongue back over it, making sure when you jolted away that he pulled you closer than he had before. His beard kept scratching against your clit in the best way possible, you jolted and clenched around nothing, you tugged on his hair and arched your back as much as you could as another orgasm washed down over you in the most delicious way possible.

“just one more” he repeated the words he had been saying for the past half an hour over and over again like a mantra, that if he didn’t reassure himself that he was giving you the best pleasure imaginable, that you would leave him and find someone who would do better.

you wouldn’t, and you always knew that the next day your legs would feel like jelly and you wouldn’t be able to walk properly without his help. but he would clean you up, and he would help you clear away the food you didn’t eat last night as he was too preoccupied eating something else.

after all, it was never just ‘one more’ it was at least another four, or until he was satisfied that you were satisfied, or until he fell asleep in-between your thighs, his faced smushed by the fullness of them.

[prickleestull]

how i think cod characters text:

Price: unnecessarily correct, doesn’t make typos, uses paragraphs, understands texting slang but will pretend he doesn’t

(Do you know where I left my keys? I can’t find them anywhere, and I’ve already checked all the usual places.)

(SMH? I haven’t met them. Do they know where my keys are?)

Soap: uses punctuation like it’s a joke, makes hella typos because he’s thinking faster than he’s typing, doesn’t understand shorthand (smh, hmu, lmk) because he rarely if ever texted when he was a teenager (preferred calls)

(Do kn)

(cAnt fine the keys)

(Oi?????)

(text me cck)

(bACK text me BACK,, do NOT send cock)

(or do?????)

Ghost: doesn’t make typos, doesn’t use punctuation, is just trying to get the message across barebones. Ironically, understands most texting slangs because he’s a fucking millennial lmfao, we don’t know if he texts in paragraphs or rapid fire because he’s never replied to anything with enough words to be able to tell

(where are the keys)

-is not afraid of busting out the millennial shit just to piss people off

-no example because i am afraid of busting out the millennial shit it pisses me off

Gaz: elder gen z, knows all the slang, makes a decent amount of typos but not nearly as much as Soap does, texts in rapid fire, I fully believe that he sits on twitter and instagram and doomscrolls so everything he texts is vaguely shitpost coded

(AYO)

(KEEEEYYYYS WYAAAA)

(no ohe can find themmmmm 😔😔)

(i bet they’re so lonely)

(do you want meee,, do u wanna love me liiike that)

(that was for the keys if u have them)

(fr tho where are the bloody keys price is losing his shit we’re late asf)

[islandtarochips]

A Message DISASTER

Never Arjun wanted to take care of Kanoa’s teammates AGAIN. (Mostly if it’s Blast)

Captain Arjun - @welldonekhushi

Captain Kanoa Toa and Sergeant Agnes “Blast” Falagi - Me

(And had asked permission with Khushi that I can use her Arjun art for the profile.)