dokkamj

[dokkamj]

THE DIARY OF A WOMAN THAT NEVER BEEN TREATED RIGHT.

this are just a random couple of scenarios or things i imagine that i usually develop a fiction from it, but today i had so many that i couldn’t, so this is just a collection 🥀

you can adapt this ,scenarios’ with every character you like :) And yes some of them are spicy!

and let me know if one of these seen as full story, i am pleased to write it add the character you would like to see. (it’s written in first pov. me is reader and you is the character)

!English is not my first language, sorry for grammar mistakes!

THIS CONTENT IS 18+ SO MDNI. it contains sexual content explicit also an explicit language.

On that sunny day, we were in a park. People were jogging and riding their bicycles. The air was filled with the laughter of children. It was simple. We were sitting on the towel we brought from home. My head was on your lap, and I was giggling at your stupid stories from when you were younger. Your hand was in my hair, caressing me, and your eyes were filled with love, as if I were the only thing that existed in that moment. You handed me a little flower, and we both smiled at each other as you kissed the back of my hand and muttered, "I love you."

I was so tired from standing all day patrolling, and my stupid shoes hurt my feet so badly that I needed to sit down and take them off. You smiled at me and sighed softly while giggling, "Come on, baby. Let me take a look," you said. I rolled my eyes playfully and placed my foot on your lap. You started massaging it. You saw me like no one else had, and I admired how you could hold a conversation with others while still giving me your full attention, making my heart swell.

Every time we were in the car together, your eyes were on the road and my hand was shyly resting on yours. There was silence, but the mood was relaxed. Sometimes, you would squeeze my hand to let me know you cared, then open your mouth to say, "You're a beautiful woman." That was enough to make my whole day.

You put your hands on my hips as I cook dinner and give me small kisses on the neck. I can feel your smile. "Thank you, love," you mutter softly to me, and I can't help but smile. For the first time, I don't feel like I should do this because I'm supposed to; rather, I do it because I love you enough to say, "Okay, I can do that for him."

how i cry in front of you, and you didn’t made me feel like a burden, like my emotions where just something that bothered your peace, but i felt like you understand me as you pull me closer making me seat on your lap holding me tight against your chest, your lips pressed on my forehead “you can tell me everything, i’m here” making somehow crying more not because i was sad, no, not anymore, but because i felt loved properly for once.

that time i wore a nice dress and you stupidly saying out loud “oh— did you want me to jump around like a puppy—? because, because i can surely do that— god you are beautiful” while you smiled and pulled me into a soft kiss as we both laugh for what you just said, your hands on my exposed back tracing my spine.

the time we fought, and i end up with my voice trembling softly at the other end of the phone before i hang up, and 30 minutes later no metter you where at work, flowers shows up at my door, my favs. “i don’t deserve your tears, just your smile, i love you, i am sorry.” the notes said and i sighed half conflicted, still mad but sad. When you came back home you instantly bring me to our table, one in front of each other as you already saw my mood as you read my emotions “okay, we are figuring this out” you nodded, and we talked, because you never wanted to go to sleep mad at each other.

every time we are out, and people you know approaches you, making me step out just for you to bring me in the conversation by showing me off “this is my girlfriend, she is with me, she is beautiful isn’t she?” you always say with that proud smile, while me standing there kinda amused and flattered as i present myself shyly.

how much i appreciate when tired and even worn out you will prioritize me, massaging me and cuddle me, but i am to stubborn to just take and not give, so we always end up massaging each other on the couch as we chew some snacks.

how my body buzz with emotion, joy, and love when you turn around and the world freeze as you say, “i love you y/n” making me holding my breath as i realize how much it lucky to have you in my life.

when we are facing each other on the bed, your eyes in mine, holding hands as we both tell each others day until we fall asleep under the sheets.

the way i love to tease you, when we are both patrolling around and my hands suddenly gets on your shoulders and go down on your back, that touch that held more than just affection, a small craving. How you shiver and your eyes immediately shuts to enjoy the feeling.

how you kiss me in the bathroom of a random bar because we didn’t have privacy all day long. Romantic passionate, your tongue licking my bottom lip hungrily as i giggle “hey, no, not here mh?” i say as i try to use my mind, and your upset face muttering “you’re right…”

it was quiet, just us and the empty cold office, we were supposed to leave and you turned around “you didn’t even hug me today” you put up a pouty face and i rolled my eyes “com’on com’here” i told you and your lips formed a smirk, your arms tight around me, culling me but at the same time teasing me, your hands caressing my lower back trying maybe to get a touch of something else “you never change eh?” i ask you “god forbid a man admire a woman like you” you giggle kissing my cheek softly.

the way you turn around as i wear the tactic uniform, i wasn’t even looking at you my mind was too wrapped around about how we can do the next service “fucking hell, you in this uniform…” followed by a heavy sigh, i snapped my gaze towards you and smirked “we are on duty” i scolded you “you know…” your eyes around the people before going back to face me “i am the one supposed to scold you, you are illegal to look” i rolled my eyes and kick your boot with mine “shush it.”

“hey why that long face love?” you approached me, as i was sitting on the small concrete steps i looked up at you “long day” i reply not giving in too much. You knelt down so your face would be at the same height as mine “do i need to beat someone? maybe scold?” i cut you off “no no i— the problem is not here you know it” i nod “oh so i need to take you out, perfect— 7pm at the parking lot next to our houses.” you stood up again and leaved not even letting me say something, but the long face?? non existent, just a smile.

you on top of me, each others moans filled the room, your hands one on my cheek the other exploring my body, no words needed. My hair messy and my thank top abandoned on the cold wooden floor, your mouth sucking on my breast before each others phone started to ring loudly. The first time, we completely ignore it, the second one we both sighed and pick up the call, a damn emergency, while we where both on the phone, each others hands teasing the other. After 15 minutes we were already out home in our uniforms ready to rush at our operative office/base. One of us stayed outside the building for 10 minutes so no one could tell we’ve got there together..

the heavy rain pouring down on us as we where speeding up to go somewhere dry and warm “wait wait!” you called out, reaching out for my wrist and pulling me against you, hands in my hair “i love you” you said proudly of your emotions, and i just stood there puzzled, trying to connect my brain at the declaration “i— what? wait what the fuck?” the only thing i could say. “I fucking love you y/n” you repeated, and i just kissed you.

“we—“ my breath short, my hips moving back and forth “what? we aren’t supposed to do this?” you smirked, hands on my waist guiding my movements as we fuck in the car like two stupid teenagers. “i am seri— oh my” my hands on your chest as i was about to came undone “yes baby, pour that down for me” your hips slamming upwards making me seeing stars while reaching the full orgasm of this damn stupid car “now my turn baby” you mutter against my ear.

we both hated those damn night shifts during emergency of some kind, and when everyone leave with their orders and tasks we both stayed in, empty office, no sound if our pens writing and signing paperwork’s, sometimes calls or radio checks. It started with a damn stretch and since it was an emergency, my uniform was at home and my civilian clothes were tight and well— kinda provoking. At first i didn’t noticed your eyes on my ass wrapped in my skirt, i was too tired to even knowledge the fact that we didn’t have our ,times’ from a while now. I grab two coffees, one for you “here old man” i joked sittin down on the desk as i hand you the coffee, one of your hands immediately sneak in my skirt “what— are you doing?” i asks as my eyes scanned the room “touching you, isn’t obvious??” i gasped as you reached my panties “fuck, the pink ones?” my eyes widen, how the hell this man could recognize my damn panties but not remember where he left his damn keys!? I sighed and cleared my throat “yes” i confirmed “i bet you taste amazing after some stress” you hit your bottom lip, abandoning the coffee on the other end of the desk before your lips crushed into mine “quickie? i deserve this” you muttered under my ear and i couldn’t help “do not make me regret this” i said and sighed before my legs locks around your waist.

“hey y/n i really need you at the central operative” i almost didn’t even hear my boss voice because of your tongue slapping against my clit like it was the only thing that could make you live. “oh really? sorry— i just feel really sick, can’t you call a higher up maybe (char name)??” i said and you snapped your gaze up, your lips wet mouthing “why you say that?!”. “ah no, he is out for his business, alright thank you.” the boss hang up. “why bringing my name in the call?! isn’t risky??” you said as your hands squeeze the fat of my hips “i just played dumb, like i didn’t know where you was!” i justify myself “smartass” you replied before standing up, pumping yourself two times and pressing the heavy tip just on my folds to tease me. “and by the way, my business is to make you milk my cock and scream my name today” you said proudly.

the room silent, just the TV on at low volume to make everything more cozy, me deep asleep in your big cozy t-shirt, turned to the side as something woke me up, your hips moving back and forth, your breath shorts with small gasps “can—“ you mutters my gaze still asleep lowering to my tights seeing your cock squeezed between my warm tights “can we—“ i turn around my chest to face you, i was too sleepy to form a coherent thought “please y/n… need you— need me inside of you” you gasped as your hand snuck underneath the t-shirt to palm my breast.

we where walking next to each other, enjoying the warm day before a little kid was playing on his bike, i was asking myself if i wanted kids in my life before your mouth opened “do you imagine yourself as a mother?” you asked me “i— well it’s complicated.” i reply. “i— i mean you don’t need to respond of course it was—“ i cut you off “no no, it’s just that i would be sever i think a bad mom.” i said and nodded. “Com’on y/n, we both know you are amazing, your kids gonna be fantastic” you reassured me, arm around my waist as we walk. “maybe i can think about having babies” i say genuinely “and i can help you putting one of em in that pretty belly” you wink and i rolled my eyes smiling.

watching you doing your man thing was such a headache everything was messy and thrown around, no sense of organization, no clean. But then, my eyes moved from the engine of the defender, your jeans dirty and that concentrated look. “shit, com’on baby talk to me, where is your problem?” you muttered tapping on the car like it would respond you, i hand you the water bottle and lean on the defender “ok, why is this car reviving more dirty talk than me?” i asks looking up at you, you grinned “wait, are you jealous of our defender now?” eyebrow rise up and pragmatic look. “not of the defender, but of your tongue speaking to the defender.” i said with a shrug “it’s the same thing y/n” i frowned “tsk, do you wanna sleep on the couch?” arms crossed over my chest “no b—“ i cut you off “then come to mama and take care of me yeah?” i smirked, biting down your bottom lip before kissing you. “Oh i think the defender can wait— yeah sure thing” you mutter against my lips, as your hands immediately crawled up my miniskirt.

[dokkamj]

𝓭𝓸𝓴𝓴𝓪’𝓼 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓰

Now that I've been on Tumblr for over a year, even though I haven't been very active, I finally understand how it works. I guess?🥀

Hello, I'm Dokka. I love writing, and I try my best to be grammatically precise since English is not my first language. Most of the content that I post is tagged as 18+.

I want to clarify that every character in my stories is 18 or older. Another clarification: This profile is not for minors, so MDNI.

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[dokkamj]

HEAR ME OUT!

⚠️ Note: Due to some misunderstandings and assumptions that may have come off as disrespectful, I want to clarify that this story is set during the second year of college — meaning all characters depicted are 19–20 years old. Please keep in mind the post is tagged 18+, and the context should reflect that clearly.

saw this on my TikTok today and i do really can’t help myself but write a fiction about it, i know my topics are usually and only COD, but if you won’t mind sometimes me switching on something else lmk.

i think that armin and nerdarmin are two completely diff people, like the alterego or sum shi and man this is how i see nerdarmin👌🏻

this might can be a bit out of character 🥀

ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE sorry for eventual grammars mistakes.

MDNI! this is a 18+ story, so as my whole profile this content contains: strong explicit language, sexual content explicit, if this makes you uncomfortable please scroll.

I FREAKING LOVE THIS.

art credit on TikTok: musapylsa

“nahh are u serious him??” your friend asked with a giggle, even if the whole school saw you as a heartless bitch, a popular one, your best friend sat just in front of you knows that you are sweet as chocolate.

“why that long face?” you ask back, rolling your eyes, the topic was, ,cute boys i would sleep with’

“because you are gorgeous and he is just—“ she turns around to look at Armin, baggy jeans t-shirt those glasses... “so nerdy…” she sighed, your speciality was to fell for losers literally.

“he is so pathetic i love it” you giggled, its been weeks you tried to catch his attention but it was like, he wasn’t even aware that you were teasing him all around.

when both of your gazes meet you just bit down you bottom lip nervously. “i wanna talk to him” you announced.

“gosh no do not—“ you can hear your friend calling out your name but too late, your heeled boots where already tapping on the ground.

flare jeans, rolling stone t-shirt, that witch aura of yours and your hips swinging where already in front of Armin.

“Hello” you smirked, you were short too that’s why the heels, you reached his height and maybe a bit more.

“i— uh” he looks at his feet muttering your name, he was full aware of who you are and how many stupid ass guys follows you around like pets trying to have their sweet threat, at least one thing that he admires about you is the fact that instead of being like the others girls that sleep around here and there, you never.

at least… he never heard anything about you. “sorry if i disturb you” you said shoving your hands in your back jeans pocket “i just wanted to ask if maybe you could help me with math you know” you said trying to act as innocent as possible.

oh the only desire was to eat him alive.

“can’t Mikasa do it like she usually—“ you stopped him “i— actually asking you because i want someone that have a softer approach to me, that i struggle a lot.” you nodded, you where hella good in math but you really don’t know what excuses invent anymore.

he sighed, looking in to you completely, wow you where such a fucking pretty woman that everyone would show off like a trophy.

“i guess i can of course” he gulps down that strange feeling, no one beside his small group of friends talks to him in school so it was unexpected.

“uhm do you prefer idk, your house or mine?” you asked, looking at him for an answer “i uh my place sounds good,” he nods.

you hand him your phone “give me your number so we can accord when” you nodded and he shyly type in his phone number.

later after some classes you texted him ,hey i’m y/n so this weekend??’ the response came up fast, you wasn’t surprised he was always on his damn phone. ‘your place is good, i mean if this is okay,

you bit your bottom lip ,ok Friday evening? i live alone so no worries’ you texted back and forth nothing special, but you liked him, and it made you laugh how he was trying to approach you with respect and sweetness.

Friday came up really quickly and no one was aware of your evil plan, or at least no one knew you really liked that boy. Opening the door he was there, his hair tied in a little low messy bun, glasses loose on his nose, hoodie and jeans with converse.

“oh hey” you smiled, hugging him even if he didn’t hug you back but that was ok? you guess. You two started with math problems and he didn’t know how but you ended up teaching him.

he let his glasses rest on top of his head “sorry i mean you are even more better than me why did you asked me for teaching?” he rise up a eyebrow and you gulped.

“it was just that— you seem cute and i was just thinking what if i get to know you better??” you explained quickly “ah really?” he giggles, then smirked.

“poor y/n, you didn’t have enough attention?? you don’t like pretty boys that salivate at the sight of your ass?? why do you want me? so cruel to yourself to end up with a fucking looser like me?” he asks and your eyes widened you clearly didn’t see that coming.

“cat got your tongue? huh?” he stood up as you remain frozen on your chair in the living room. He stepped in front of you, his hand come up to grab your chin “what? did you want this?” he bend down and the second later his lips where against yours.

He took off his glasses and let them slide on the wooden table, you couldn’t help but kiss him back, with that passion and fire that you usually hold back. “who is the pathetic one, tell me” he bit your bottom lip “answer me y/n what the fuck.” he ansimate against you.

“me, fuck i’m sorry i needed to be more clear with my intentions.” you mumble, his hand on your bare tights, your pajama was doing such a bad job keeping you hidden.

“good pretty girl.” he murmurs, in all of this you kept kissing him back, and your hands slides down his hoodie, touching his bare stomach, you could tell he actually workout, not a lot but still.

and in a bunch of minutes he was on top of you on your bed, legs spread, shorts on the floor and panties tucked to the side as his slim fingers slides into your folds “already sucking me in so deeply?” he teased licking the outline of your lips and you moaned.

“pathetic.” he said almost proudly, this was a joke, the nerd with no friends and no social life was fucking you like a greek god? this was a damn dream. Mornings ago you were the one calling him pathetic and now? He got you creaming his fingers.

your legs tremble “yes this is how you like it mh?” he muttered, fingers deep and curling up inside of you as his thumb was playing with your clit he spits down just to lube that pretty bean of nerves to get you spasm against him before coming heavily. Hips jerking back and your gasps became screams.

“ah so this is your weak spot.” he tortures your clit mixing to the fact that you just came everything seems more sensible, overstimulating. “please— need you” you mutter shamelessly.

“no pretty girl, i decide here” his lips against your neck sucking heavily to leave hickeys to mark her, his cock was painful in his jeans but he wasn’t ready to let himself go yet, he wants you painfully undone.

he goes down on you, making you position your legs on his shoulders before he starts to slurp on your wet cunt, making you spasm and tremble following by his hand pressing on your lower belly to keep you down as the other was playing with your clit and his tongue slapping against your folds.

you taste fucking heavenly. That acid but sweet and your own perfume made him roll his eyes back into his skull, goddamn. And you cried as you came another time screaming his name like a slut that you where, at least at the moment.

He stayed there for a minute observing his masterpiece, your cunt dripping juices on the bed sheets your clit puffy and overstimulated and your legs still spasm from the orgasm.

“i think you are ready here.” he smirked his hair messy his body clean and neat almost like he did knew what he was about to do tonight, “bastard” you muttered to yourself.

when he take off his jeans and boxer, you gulped down, it was long thick enough to get that sweet spot scratched by him. “what you staring at? wanna a taste mh? say A” he smirked again, bringing you onto your knees on the floor as he stood before you.

“com’on be gentle mh? and suck on this dick” before grip on your hair to bring your mouth on his tip, you obey because hell this guy could make your cunt happy and you wasn’t going to say no.

you open up like a whore and swallowed him whole, making him gasp and rest his arms on the bed as he start to move his hips against your mouth “fuck” he mutters almost pathetically.

you could see how his moods shifts, sweet and rough, rude, then kinda fucking pathetic, and why does this turns you even more on?

“enough, com’here” he demand, helping you to go back to lay on the bed, your legs open wide for him as he was settle in the middle “so..” he begun “condom?” his tip slides sweetly on your clit “or no condom?” his tip now on your folds slapping it making your cunt doing those wet shame sounds.

you wined gasping for air, it was a torture but a goddamn sweet one. You swing your hips to get more friction even tried to lowers yourself on him to suck that cock with your cunt.

“i don’t fucking care Armin, fuck me and shut that nerdy mouth.” you came up with a little comeback too frustrated as you clench around nothing.

he smirked and exposed your chest before go all the way in, with only a trust making you curl up your toes and gasp and he moaned because he didn’t expect you to be this wet and this fucking tight.

“oh gods” he rolls his hips back and forth and his pathetic personality was coming back you could see it as he whines against your neck slapping his hips against yours as you moaned loudly.

“oh— fuck yes” you moaned encouraging him to go even rougher, your hands in his hair as he bites your breast angrily, the slaps sounds grew louder and more irregular. Your legs shook and Armin grabbed the occasion to overstimulates you by bringing his fingers to his mouth to lube them and torture your clit.

“com’on, i know you can do that…” he suggested but you clearly was too much wrapped up in your own feelings that you didn’t really heard him. And before you can knew it the orgasm hit you like a ton of bricks making your eyes roll back your legs spasms and your cunt squirting as he kept pumping into you before pulling out and stroking himself to release on your folds.

and that shit? made you even more turned on and you didn’t even knew how that was possible.

“what the fuck.” you gasped looking at him “what? never done that before? or— you didn’t know you could do it?” he asks with a smirk.

okay who is this guy? because the Armin you knew?! completely disappeared! completely wrong!

“how did you—“ you mumble “you know being a nerd and reading a lot, if you put that together with some sexual education books and, well that’s the result” he points at the mess making your face redden more than it already was.

“you done this before?” you asked breathing heavily, “i mean yes but you are my best masterpiece.” he smirked slapping on your ass playfully.

You spent the night together, and he was the sweetest soul you ever meet, the dom Armin? gone. It was like he had problems with personalities, well for what you just experienced with him.

the morning after he was there, handing you a mug of coffee “show together? i can massage your back.” he said with a shrug and you just pinch yourself because you still think this wasn’t true.

“how did you even know how to make coffee with my machine…” you said sleepy “tsk i just search the brand and scroll in their site find your machine—“ he cut himself off “just nerd things.” he said.

you smiled “you keep surprising me” your giggles filled the room suddenly, and if for you was like winning the lottery, for him it was like he just found heaven on earth, and it was a woman named y/n.

this is how you two ended up being a real couple, a damn weird one, but things worked because yourself too have so many interests like the videogames. Still today you try to understand how much he is just strange… a moment it’s the cute nerdy Armin and the second layer puff he is all horny and all over you.

[dokkamj]

guys i’m not joking, it was REAL DIGITAL HELL what a freak🥀

short tragic story:

I changed my Tumblr password, got logged out, typed in my email—and boom, it says “no blog associated with this email.”

Cue the panic.

I tried like 50 different emails to log into my damn blog, nothing worked. Desperate, I submitted not one, but two support requests to Tumblr.

Then, after two hours and about half a million login attempts, guess what?

The very first email I originally tried? BAM. Suddenly works. Just like that.

I feel played.

Tumblr, if you’re reading this: PLEASE for the love of everything holy, let us log in with just the blog name.

This was hell. Literal digital hell. Jesus Christ.

And on top of that, I just found out you can’t even have two blogs on the same app—

At least, not if they’re tied to different emails.

So now, this account I created out of pure desperation?

Yeah, I have to keep it open in Safari, while my main account stays stuck in the app.

All this… for what? FOR NOTHING, MY FRIENDS. 🥀🥀

I want to physically slam my hands into something.

With love.

(i still can’t believe it)

[dokkamj]

OBSESSED

MJ here, i’m sorry for any grammar mistakes, english is not my native language.

this is a 18+ and MDNI!! story.

thank you and enjoy.

Simon was always staring at you, his beautiful girlfriend so pure and innocent, so beautiful.

You was busy to talk with Captain Price, you needed some reports for your department and other bureaucracy things since for this time, secret service and TF 141 worked together for a rescue mission of high level.

Simon didn’t move his gaze, that pretty suit of yours and those heels that makes you taller and your legs even more beautiful, hair tied up in a professional bun red lipstick that makes him want to press his lips on yours.

Even Soap had pointed out that he was maybe too obsessed with this girl, have been together for a couple of months and it seems serious, Gaz warned him that if he will be like this y/n was gonna probably dump him, so with a bit of fear he contained himself and finally glanced at his damn paperwork even if the thoughts was still fixed ab her underneath him.

“thank you John i appreciate that” he heard her says “no problem agent y/n i’il send you everything before 8’ clock” his captain said and their conversation finally ended.

He could hear the heels sounds coming towards him, he was smiling in anticipation “hey bunny” he calls you with a smile “Simon keep it professional please” you remarked but couldn’t help giggle at the same time.

“i was thinking, if me and ya and a couple of drinks tonight is acceptable.” Simon said looking up at you as you stand in front of his desk, rolling your eyes and sighed.

“gonna be free after 12am, s’that still ok? or do you wanna come at my place instead?” you asked, you would be probably too tired to dress up and go around the city, he smirks and looks up “ofc it’s ok sweet thing” he said and stand up looking around to see if anyone was near, and when he makes sure that you two was alone, he rolled up his mask slightly to expose his lips, pulling you by the hips and gave you a kiss.

“miss ya’ underneath me” he muttered on her ear, oh gods she was so beautiful and he knew that he needed to keep it cool, he couldn’t help but press his hips against yours making you feel how hard he was and how painful it was going around like this with the uniform on.

he took you off guard with that, leaving you with your mouth slightly open “lieutenant!” she muttered remarking the ,keep it professional’ thing.

“can’t help, ma girl on high heels? and talk to ma captain with that authority tone?? makes me go crazy love.” he muttered and smiled when you giggled.

“can you wait till tonight? please keep it cool Simon” she said and sighed, she was crossing a line just by let him hold and kiss her like this. He nods and took a step back and fixed his crotch, you couldn’t help but stare at that movement, his smirk grew wider.

“no comments about it Simon, or i’il chop your neck off, heard me?” you said with authority and sighed, this man was giving a hard time to keep it cool too. He giggled and looked at you “ah ya know me too good” he admitted that he was going to saying something if you didn’t stop him.

Your phone started to ring and you can feel that it wasn’t gonna be a good call as you see the name of one of your higher ups on display. With a sigh “see you at 12am” she said and waived at him leaving him with his mouth dry but he recognize that she had work to do so he.

—12am—

it was really a fucking bad mood, you needed to present everything at the rookies and had so many work calls and so many files and so many project international mission to display and to choose which agent was more appropriate than the other and…

your mind was just blowing.

Simon noticed it immediately, even if he was in a mood for something else he kept it for himself. “Com’here lemme spoil ya” he muttered as he picks you up from the couch and walked with you in his arms to the bedroom.

As you too lay down, you sighed in frustration and start to share in some limits of course the bad day you just had, and he also shared his. It ended up eating some pizza and go to sleep, and the next day was exactly the same.

but for Simon was even fucking worst, he didn’t have his release and he knew that wasn’t your fault, so that’s why he didn’t talk about it, or make you feel guilty because you two didn’t have been intimate the last night, but he couldn’t help but every time he thinks about you he got hard, and it doesn’t matter where he was, he was hard just by the thought of his girlfriend.

He was exhausted and fucking stressed. When you texted him to pass by your apartment he was gonna take whatever occasion you would give him, but he needed to be inside of you, no metter fucking what, his hands where itching to touch your soft skin.

You two end up to see each other in front your apartment build, you had noticed that he was acting a bit odd, but you wanted at least to wait to be at home.

The elevator was kinda slow and when you two finally reach the the floor and opened the door, he slams it close behind the two of you, and grabs your wrist and pulling you close.

“fuck i know ya’ had a hard time at work—“ he seems out of breath, he doesn’t even know how to tell you so he just grabs your hand and press it on his crotch feeling the hard bulge pulsating under your palm, your expression changed, and you realize that it have been a good amount of time since you two was intimate, work wasn’t helping and your mood too.

“i can’t see ya’ walk next to me that my dick is hard, i can’t think ab ya’ or hear ya’ voice that ma friend here gets exited.” he mutters frustrated and exhausted, he was a big man but this situation made him feel like a 15 year old boy exploring the “sex” topic again with the consequences of being horny every two seconds.

You giggled and sighed dropping your purse down on the floor and start to kiss him, it was funny to see a grown ass lieutenant act that way. He moaned against your lips as his hands go to rest on your hips and pulls you even closer than before.

“can’t wait, need ya now, promise i’il recover the role-play later.” he muttered, as he lifts down your pants and starts to caress your pussy trough your panties, feeling how warm how soft you was made him go insane.

you gasped at the sudden attack, but you let out a sigh mixed to a moan of relief, to be honest you needed this too.

you kick off your pants quickly, he push you against the cold kitchen counter, his hands caress your clit trough the soft fabric of your underwear, torturing that sweet spot that makes your eyes roll backwards and your legs tremble. He moves them aside and slipped two fingers in and you moaned and gasped for breath against the skin of his neck.

“wet are we? mh?” he muttered, sucking on your earlobe, you could hear his heavy breath and his determination to get what he wanted, you.

“sucking my finger back in mh?” he keeps the tease as you couldn’t help but spread your legs a bit more, giving him all the access he needs to take his way with you.

He lives a hickey on your collarbone, he will be scolded soon for this, but right now he doesn’t care, he wanted to mark the only thing he had.

“curios’ to know if this tight pussy will suck ma cock back in too…” he whispered with that thick british accent of his “shall we find out yeah??” he said, and you nodded, desperate to feel him in your belly, to feel filled by your man.

“i think we should…” you muttered, giving him the ok, your hands quickly goes to his belt undoing it with the button and the zip of his uniform, oh gods if he was hard goddamn he want to split you apart.

as soon as his throbbing cock was exposed he gripped the base of it and make sure to tease your folds with his thick tip, slapping it on your clit, making a wet sound that made you almost ashamed for how easily he can make you dripping.

he was reaching his pockets to find his wallet and the condom but you stopped him “don’t waste time” you muttered feeling yourself inpatient to take him.

“yes ma’am” he muttered spreading your legs a bit more, standing on your tiptoes because he was too tall, he position himself and teased you with a last slap on your clit, he thrusted deep inside of you.

his body shook and his expression changed in one of relief that quickly became a smirk, feeling your walls squeezing him tight in a dead grip.

your head falls back as you let out a moan, his hands go to rip that shirt of yours exposing your full breast and that red bra. He starts slow “look how good ya take me, and surely suck me back in…” he muttered as he start to slam himself deep inside of you and then pull out slowly, making you scream with pleasure.

“please please” you begged him to go faster, feeling your orgasm bubbling up in your belly. He pulls out slowly once again and start to roughly rubbing the tip of his cock on your clit, he wanted you to orgasm without him filling you up.

this was a damn torture, because you wanted him inside “Simon please” you let out a small cry as your legs shake “cum on this cock then we can talk ab it, ya’ heard me sweet thing?” he murmured on your lips as you gasped for air.

and with the desire to please him, in a pair of minutes you came miliking the tip of cock, he was satisfy enough to make a smirk “good girl ya’ are, let me take care of ya’ okay?” he murmured, making you turn around and lay down on your chest as he pushed himself back in, a shiver run down his spine, this was where he wanted to die, if you ask him.

he grabs your hair in one of his fits and pull your head up as he fucks you like a slut against the kitchen counter, gods you where so beautiful and he was a sucker for you.

“mine all mine…” he muttered in a hint of possessiveness in his voice as he kiss the back of your neck as he keeps up his rough rhythm. His mouth on your soft skin as one of his hands where on your hip, the other let go your hair to hold your hand.

he pumps into you and every time your wall squeeze him, he grunt and moaned against your shoulder “bloody hell” his voice gruff “ya’are perfect.” he murmured giving you a forceful slap on the ass, making you moan and feeling your legs tremble in anticipation, the second orgasm already bubbling up in your belly.

“Simon, i’m close—“ you moaned, your cheek against the cold withe marble of the counter, he speed up his movements making sure you won’t walk straight for a good amount of time.

his hands where everywhere on you, from your hips to your tights, squeezing you and leaving marks that will take time to pass, he was so good at fucking you, at praising you.

you came once again screaming his name and this was the thing that made him almost reach his peak, he was so close too, but he needed that perfect mouth of yours.

as he get you on your knees he cupped your cheeks in his hands, thumbs caressing your mouth as your hair was all messy he smudged your lipstick “need that little mouth of yours, can ya?” he asks, his breath heavy his heart was loud in his chest. You looked up at him and nodded.

“how good ya are for me?” he questioned, those damn doll eyes, fuck he love the sight of you like this, he loves you and he was starting to realize it.

“really much” you whispered against his thumbs “yeah? s’that so? Mh?” his eyes where full of last and his shaft was painfully throbbing ready to release, he taps his cock on your lips teasingly.

“than eat this cock like a good girl ya’ are for ya’ lieutenant mh?” he gives you a light slap on your cheek, not so forceful but teasingly enough to make you lick your lips in anticipation.

he pushed his cock deep in your mouth till he hits the back of your throat, and he grinned as you didn’t flinch “so fucking good for me ya’ are” he muttered caressing your throat as he pumps his shaft deep in your mouth.

you knew how much he likes it when you look at him, so you made sure to keep a good eye contact as you suck him off. He moaned and you could see his abs contract, one hand go to rest on the back of your head and push you down onto his cock feeling himself close.

his moans where deep and sweet, as he looks at you and when he about to came, he pulls out from your mouth and brushed the tip of his cock against your lips as he released, he watch you lick your lips stained from his cum.

“fuck i’m obsess with ya’” he admitted as he caress your reddish cheeks “com’here, gonna take care of ma’ woman” he muttered helping you to stand up.

you two showered and you need to admit it, this was one of the best sex session you had in your whole life.

[dokkamj]

BOLD

hey MJ here, english is not my first language i’m sorry for grammar errors, this content is 18+ MDNI!!

disclaimer; i didn’t write in months so its sounds like an old draft of 2016 sorry for that, hope you can enjoy no matter this.

'Please I don't wanna wait" he muttered against your lips, you could tell he was such in a mood, he was stressed and you two didn't saw each others for months, he was too busy in his international missions and you needed to study hard for that degree. You felt his hands squeeze your hips forcefully, the three glasses of wine didn't helped that was for sure, he took you out for dinner with the fixed thought of you all shy underneath him."Did you always smell this good?" He muttered against your neck the tip of his nose brushed against your butter skin that he had missed so much to feel against him, you giggle a bit the alcohol did such a number on your poor body that doesn't really hand wine."its just perfume Simon" you brushed it off but he shook his head and sighed "nah its you, i can feel it, my dick can feel it"

the bold statement escaped his lips, he likes to make you feel embarrassed, he almost moaned on your neck, your cheeks started to gain a reddish color that he couldn't help but find cute, you can't handle him when he gets bold too much, you still was a softie on this type of things, but you can actually feel your body start to react at his words and needy touches. "You are all flushed" he pointed out, you rolled your eyes and took off his mask gently to reveal his smirk underneath the balaclava.

You pressed your lips against his, he groaned slightly as he lifts you up from your thighs make you the sign to lock your ankles behind his back as he starts to walk towards the bedroom. He loved the way you were just so damn light in his big arms, he was gonna have a good night that's for sure.

You two lay down on the soft matters and in seconds he was on top of you making your legs spread for him "i bet you missed this" you muttered, usually you where silent ad not really talkative since you have a big taboo about sex, he spended months taking it slow with you because he knows how delicate and sensitive this was for you, but hearing you teasing him?

Did some effect to him since he was the only one bold in this relationship.

"Mh? Repeat please, sweetheart" he muttered."I was saying" you begun making him lay down next to you and then crawl on top of him, maybe it was the alcohol having this effect on you, or it was because the distance, in the whole year you had been together it never happened that he got deployed for more then two months and your skin burn just for his soft touches.

You sneak your hands underneath his shirt "that i bet you've have missed this, me.. on top of you" you whispered in his ear and he needed a good amount of seconds to understand that you where actually taking a lead, he groaned feeling your polish red nails scratching his abs making him breath irregularly.

You actually liked his reaction, before, you felt like you where walking on eggshells, but right now your ego was boosted enough to push some boundaries that you had on yourself.

"What? Did you lost your tongue Simon??" You asked with a playful smirk as you tuck your hand on the hem of his jeans and start to play with his happy trail making him gasp for air.

what was happening to his sweet angel that was too innocent to say the word sex out loud??

“Com'on Simon, play with me" those words where enough to send him on edge.

He rose up with a smirk upon his lips his hands where immediately on you, one on yur neck while the other where in your hair, as you two where both on your knees on the bed as you two kissed his mind spin with many idea some of them where risky since…

holy hell you where so delicate and he really doesn't want to hurt you physically and mentally, but fuck it he was gonna do it.

With your hands stil tucked on the hem of his trousers he makes you unbuckle his belt and undo his zip, your soft little hands against him was making his willpower crumbling. "Yeah good girl..." he begun before as he helped you free himself from the soft material of his boxer then he pushed your head down slightly a clear sign "now suck" it sounded a bit rude he was thinking that maybe this was too much but then you smirked, bit his lips and with your gaze on his you lowered yourself, he was hard as hell, seeing you bold for the first time was effect him. You pressed your soft lips against the tip of his cock making him hang with his mouth slightly open and without fucking breath.

Your tongue swirl around the tip, teasing him "like this?" You asked before suck on it, keeping the eye contact, when did you become like this? He moaned as he tight the grip on your hair, he wasn't gonna ask any questions, no sir. He was gonna enjoy this as much as possible. it was such a sight seeing you with your cheeks flushed the sleepy eyes from the alcohol and your lipstick smudged on his dick.

You go down on his shaft, not worrying to use more saliva than usual, his hips thrusted to hit the back of your throat and when it was enough, he pulled you up from your hair again "little princess became a whore when i was away? What happened? Missed this cock so much that you can't help yourself??" He asked almost being rude involuntary but fuck he felt like he was gonna explode if you sucked one more time, he doesn't makes you replay that he licked your lips without any shame or disgust, like com on, he was a soldier he wasn't a fancy man that could get disgusted easily.

The grip on your neck tighten slightly, he was dying to fuck you properly, and you can't help to squeeze your tights together, can't handle to wait anymore, you needed him inside of you as soon as possible "please, please" you begged him as his hands sneak underneath the tight top, you moaned against his mouth and without a second thought you pull down your skirt but he stops you "no, leave it on" his voice gruff, you nodded and he quickly sneak a hand underneath your skirt starting to caress your core with his thick fingers making you moan almost moving yourself against them, he smirked.

"You wan this mh? Say it princess" he muttered feeling how wet you was and he didn't even touch you that much "i want you, please" your whispered against his shoulder as you rest your forehead against it "more explicit honey" he said as he move aside your panties and roughly slip a finger in, you gasped for air "i want you inside of me Simon, please" you muttered arching your back against him, on a random day, this would have been more than enough, but you was the one to put him in another mood. "What do you want inside of you mh?" He asked once more as he kept fingering you by adding another finger inside of your tight core.

At this point you was loosing it "i want you to slip your cock inside of me and fuck me Simon. You heard me this time?" You asked as your patience run thin, his smirk grow wider he bit the lobe of your ear before grabs you from your hips and slammed you on all fours on the bed, roughly rolled up your mini skirt that made his head spin the whole dinner.

He slammed his dick inside of you, a moan escaped from your mouth as he starts to pump into you roughly, grabbing locks of your hair and pull them making you rose up on your knees and grab your cheeks in his hand "look at me, you heard me love ?" He kissed you, the other hand on your hip holding you in place as he kept moving his hips roughly, if you knew he would have been like this after a simple tease, you would have done this long time ago.

Gods you where so good to do what he tells you, and he fucking loves it, his hand moved from your hips trailing down your stomach to reach your clit and with two finger he pressed that sweet point, your legs shaking as you reached the orgasm, pressing your back against his chest as you let go on him was a sight that makes him even more hard than before, and your pussy clench making him moan against your neck as he cup one of your breast and squeeze it forcefully. "Fuck you are so tight love" he muttered biting the back of your neck.

When Simon ripped off his shirt you realized that you two still have your out clothes on. He pulls out and without even give you a second to catch your breath he pulls you from your ankle until you reached the edge of the bed with your ass, he lifts you up from your tights and walk towards his desk, making you seat and spread your legs with his hands squeezing your flesh and keep you in place he dropped himself on knees and press his mouth against your core, like a hungry animal shamelessly.

your head falls back as you moaned, your hands automatically reached for his hair pushing his head deeper into you as you moaned, his tongue caress your flesh as he suck on your clit making your legs shake as he demand you to stay in place as he eats you up. "Simon holy hell" you moaned desperately as you reached your second orgasm in less then five minutes, he was too good at this and he knows how to use it against your poor body.

He stand up still licking his own lips with a satisfying grin, and you breathless knowing to well that you wont walk straight for at least two days.

he brushed the tip of his dick against your folds "can i princess?" He asked knowing that maybe you were a bit tired "please, need to feel your tight pussy around my cock" he taps on your clit making you squirm as reaction. You looked at him a bit exhausted, but you wasn't gonna say no, so you nodded looking at him "fuck me like a good lieutenant that you are" you teased, and fuckinh hell he could feel himself getting even harder and on edge.

as he gets into you once again he moaned your name against your neck, his thrust where rough, as his mouth marks your neck by leaving soft kisses and hickeys here and there, but you wanted to return the favor, you cup his cheeks with a hand and making him facing you "look at me when you fuck me Simon" you called him out with a teasing smirk on your lips making him catch his breath, and he felt how close he was, with two more thrusts he pulls out and release on your folds.

Fuck he was breathing like he had the most intese sparring session, he looks at you with a smirk on his lips knowing damn well that he wasn't done with you yet.

[dokkamj]

DON’T DENY THE UNDENIABLE.

before your read! this is a 18+ story MDNI!! again i excuse myself for grammar mistakes, english is not my native language, enjoy.

(idk the credits for this pic, lmk if you know!)

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another tequila shot down your throat as the party kept going, the mission with the Task Force 141 was successful and all the team’s wanted to have a party at the squad apartment, yeah the same that the upper plans told them to take care of, but tonight no one really cared after that mission.

Simon quite drunk, look at the messy living room and sigh as he took sight of Price flirting with the one that seems y/n’s captain, so if she was there… even that little thing was here somewhere, but where?

you took another shot with Soap and laughed “didn’t know that girls can handle this much alcohol” Soap said giggling “oh well, i don’t really know, maybe i need to wait” you said with a shrug before light up a cigarette.

your mood were calm, even if the thought to meet Simon make you a bit nervous. You two…. were complicated.

You squads often works together, and his rank was higher than yours, you two kissed once, but you both decide to don’t go further, for both you mean only you.

too scared to lose your work too scared to make it real.

you sigh as the thought of him make you frustrated, you took a puff of your cigarette as you keep thinking about him, he was the most handsome man you ever seen.

a 6’6 man, muscular, dirty blond hair, hazel eyes that turn honey in the sunlight, a nose slightly crooked since he broke it two times, and the fact that you were the only one to have seen his face makes you go insane.

It was just a pure case, you were in the field when an enemy attacks him from behind, pull Simon and taking off his balaclava in a fight, you where the one too shoot at the man that was attacking something that could be yours.

He makes you promise to don’t tell anybody that you saw his face, that now you know him at 100%.

the alcohol start to kick in since you see all blurry.

Simon at the other hand was quite drunk, can’t see a shit and the balaclava was strangely uncomfortable tonight. He respected the decision of yours to don’t get serious to don’t kiss again, but half of a whisky bottle a pack of cigarette after and he couldn’t think straight.

he was looking for what was his, you.

he step in the kitchen and saw you with your hair free, a little black dress, heels and red lipstick. Fuck his dick was hard just for staring at your ass for more than a minute, he sigh and with a smirk grab your arm and pull you.

“Simon?” you look at him confused, what he was doing?? “Simon let me go” you said as he pull you in a room, locking the door, close the curtains, he was drunk yeah, but he was always on alert.

then he grab a chair, drag it in the middle of his room and sat down, taking off his balaclava “we need to talk.” he said as he rest his elbows on his knees looking up at you as you stand before him.

“huh? what do you mean?” you ask with a frown look, did you did something? was he mad at you? what the fuck happened.

“i don’t want to discuss with you about our deal.” he said as he take a deep breath, you could tell that he was drunk. “what deal?” you ask.

“don’t fucking play it dumb y/n.” he said, his tone almost mad, you squeeze your tights together, why he turn you on so easily? he was mad and you where….fuck what a mess.

you gulped “i don’t get it.”

Why did you need to do this!? why you always play the fucking dumb card, why why why? He was mad, nervous as he see blurry and he really have a problem whit containing himself, he take off his t-shirt almost ripped it off, he need to cool down.

you gasped at the sight of him with only his uniform pants, tactic boots, bare chest. dog tags hanging from his neck and rest on his pecs, he let one of his hand run trough his blond and messy hair, biting his bottom lip, legs spread.

the things you are thinking rn….

“what a whore i am.” you thought as you sigh.

“you know how many women are chasing me? you know how many of those stops me on work to ask me for my fucking number huh?” he said mad, what the fuck is wrong with him? if he wanted to make you jealous, well now you are.

“and what is this supposed to mean?” you ask rising your eyebrow, resting your hands on your hips trying to don’t get mad as much as him, or even more.

“it mean that i can everyone that i want.” he hissed and you look at him with a puzzled look “wtf is wrong with you? you think that i don’t have many man chasing me around? that they don’t stare at me?” you say and he sigh.

“Fuck y/n.” he said sighing before grab your arm pull you over him so you sat on his lap, breast under his chin, tights on his hips, you wanted to pull away but he doesn’t let you.

“i want you, only you.” he said pressing his lips on your neck, and a moan escape from your mouth, you just couldn’t resist him, it was a rough fight with yourself.

you grind yourself on him, as he slam his lips on you, squeezing your round ass with his hand “is that so hhm?” he tease, slapping your rear and sneaking his hands under your dress.

you just want him as much he wants you, his hand in your hair as the other where under your dress. you moaned “fuck the others” he muttered “i don’t want to stay away from you one more minute.” he hissed on your mouth.

“don’t try to run away from me y/n, because i’il chasing you more than every other man will” he says in a possessive tone that makes your legs weak and your breath just heavier.

“I’m not running away” you moaned, why deny it anymore? He was all you need right now.

“good girl ya’ are” he murmur on your collarbone, he smirks sneaking a hand on your wet cunt and rub your folds trough the soft fabric of your underwear, you scratch his back as just a soft touch makes you insane.

he start to play with your panties then move it aside thumb rubbing on your puffy clit as he start to fucks you with two fingers, and your mind go all blank.

you where a messy puddle in his hands, you grind on his hand that was still moving to give you pleasure “yeah, good, want ya’ ta came all over ma’ fucking finger, understood?” he hissed on your neck.

“Si, i-i understand…” you moaned, you where glad that he did locked the door, if anyone of one of your squads catch you… it would be the end.

some minutes and you came on him, on his lap, such a good girl you were for him. You start to unbuckle his belt a metallic ‘thud, unbutton his uniform pants and unzip it.

“wait- wanna eat you” he murmur on your mouth but you shake your head, fuck there is no way that you are going to wait for him.

“no, please can’t resist anymore” you moaned “but-“ you shut him put your finger on his lips “we have all the night for that” you reassure him, he smirks as he free his dick from his boxer, now between your soft tights.

“take it like a good girl ya’ are, is all yours.” he said, and you didn’t let him repeat himself as you rub the head on your folds before push yourself down on his throbbing cock, he moaned satisfied, he was finally inside of you.

there was a moment where you need to wait to your walls being fully stretched, and when you start to rocking your hips back and forth Simon moaned loudly, again luckily outside of this door where a party with loud music.

he nibbled on your collarbone, squeezing your breast keeping you close, you where a goddess to him, fuck he was willing to get on his knees and beg you to break the deal if it was necessary.

he pull the dress down to suck on your nipple, he just wanted to smell you, to feel you.

“fuck, y/n” he said feeling your walls squeezing him in a deadly trap “i hate that i can’t resist you” you muttered moaning and panting.

“i’m so grateful that you can’t resist me sweetheart.” he said before make you stand up “but i need to give you a lesson.” he grinned before slam you on his desk on his paperwork, make you bend over, taking of your dress and throw it on the ground.

before, with a deep thrust stretching your walls once again, pounding in you roughly, making you scream his name and gripping the side of the desk.

“scream as loudly as possible, i’m the only one that could save you from myself.” he said before spank your ass, you rolled your eyes back into your skull.

“Simon— Fuck—“ you moaned feeling already the second orgasm building up in your lower body, one hand gripping your hip and the other grab your hair, pulling it and makes you look at him as he pound in your from behind.

dirty blond hair messy, pecs sweating, eyes full of lust as he licks his dry lips, you would let him do whatever he wants with you.

you screamed once again but he put the other hand on your mouth making you stay shut as you came on his fat cock once again, feeling your own juice dripping down your tights as he keep thrust in you.

spanking your ass and press your cheek against the cold wood desk making you stay still, he was rough and you where glad for it, finding someone that wasn’t afraid to surpass the line.

“fuck— i own ya’, did ya’ fucking hear me?” he hissed in your ear, you rolled your eyes in your skull once again, overwhelmed by all the feeling he was giving you.

you didn’t respond as you keep moaning, he spanks your ass leaving a big red mark that was getting only more red than before “ya’ fucking hear me!?” he said and you scream in pleasure once again before nodding “Si-si i’m yours.” you said feeling another orgasm building up.

your breath was irregular as you salivate on the desk clearly cock drunk.

“good girl” he said as he leave delicious spanks on your ass and bite on the back of your neck. Thrust in you harder than before as you came another time, fuck, you where so sensible when it comes to him.

you could hear him moaning and growling, gripping your hips more painfully than before and dropping himself on you, forehead on your shoulder as he release himself in you as his cock throb in your folds.

“take a little break, because i didn’t finish with ya’. Ya’ heard me?” he said with a smirk and you couldn’t help yourself, you kissed him, why didn’t you give up months ago?

[dokkamj]

RIGHT PLACE, RIGHT TIME

some of the characters are created by me to gave some layers at the story. But still, Simon Ghost Riley is from call of duty, enjoy.

english is not my first language, sorry for grammar mistakes!!🤍

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it was midnight and you were thirsty as hell, and it was hot, that’s why you hated summer, at least when it was cold you could cover yourself but in summer?? makes you wanna rip your skin off.

you drag yourself out of bed, yesterday training was rough, the bruises on your legs, arms and ribs could tell. But you won the sparring, that’s what matters.

whit sleepy eyes you get in the kitchen walking on your tiptoes to don’t wake the rest of the Task Force sleeping in their rooms at the squad apartment.

yawning and feeling like you where about to melt, you opened the fridge grab a bottle of water and gasped loudly and bring yourself in guard position.

“Oh chill young lady” you immediately recognize Ghost voice, you laughed and notice that he was well- shirtless.“fuck- what you doing here?” you ask but he was too focused on something else.

you look down to see if maybe you had something on your t-shirt, but you didn’t have your t-shirt at all, you gulped crossing your arms and sigh trying not to blush. you probably take it off during the hot night.

“care to explain why you are here, Ghost?” you asked, he look up at you embarrassed from the face that you catch him stare for too long, he gulped and look out the window that was right next at both of you.

“well Ace asked me to pick him up, as he couldn’t drive guess he had too many drinks, and he also spilled one of those on me” he said with a shrug, oh that’s why he was shirtless huh?

“if only Deacon will find out” you murmur before sigh, pinching your nose nervously. “he will be fine, don’t ya’ worry” he said with his Manchester accent.

you take a sip from the bottle of water “have a cig?” you asked, since your sleepiness disappeared when Ghost catch you off guard. He gave you one and grab one for himself too.

you open the window and light it up turn around “stil here?” you teased him before chuckle “funny girl aith’cha?” he grinned as he take a puff of his cigarette.

“gotta’stay here until 7am, since i left my keys in my squad apartment, i don’t wanna wake up Price” he says looking out the window. “mh i understand” you said.

“like ya’ new hair” he pointed out and you rolled your hair, last week at one of the barracks party you drank that much with the rest of your squad that you passed out on the couch, and of course Rocket had the brilliant idea to bleach your hair in white.

“oh really funny” you said as you grab one of your locks and start to play with it. “nah, not lying here, telli’n the truth, withe seems ya’ color” he said and you look away feeling flattered.

“wanna give you a compliment too but seems you like to hide yourself pretty boy” you teased him and chuckle as you take another puff of the cigarette between your fingers, was he trying to flirt in some way or another? you ask at yourself.

“hmm, it’s not that i don’t like to show myself little thing, but for the safety for person like ya’, that i need to protect” he says getting closer to you, and you stay there with a puzzle look on your face.

“huh? what do you mean?” you ask “i don’t need to be protect” you said, he chuckles “i know ya’ can handle ya’ self pretty well doll, but still-“ he trailed of as he didn’t want to talk about it, you heard many voice about Ghost being a prisoner of war, but you didn’t have the guts to ask.

“mh, i appreciate then” you said pinching his arm, you could see a smile appearing on his lips “wait you have some ash here” he said cup your cheek on his palm brush away the ash of the cigarette away from you.

his palm go grab your chin, and you couldn’t help but stare at him as he got closer, your hand grab his wrist gently, you don’t want him to step back.

your faces get closer, feeling his breath mixing with yours “Ghost…” you trailed off as he pose his lips on yours in a gentle kiss, other hand on your bleached hair.

god, he needed this so bad.

“yeah? sweetheart?” he murmur on your lips “we are not supposed-“ you trailed of as another kiss got on your lips “i like you y/n, always look around to see if you are next to me” he admit, you blushed, it was the same for you, you always had a little crush for him just a little…

“thought i wasn’t your type” you murmur and chuckle “ya’ definitely ma’ type sweet thing” he said before kiss your forehead.

[dokkamj]

ALL MINE.

-before read! THIS IS 18+ STORY MDNI

again, english is not my native language sorry for grammar errors etc, enjoy.

(i found this pic on Pinterest, i don’t know who to give credits at, sorry)

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One word, forbidden.

Simon was watching you while you two were in the woods.

You were damn beautiful, how could you be so divine without doing anything?

You were to be protected at all costs, you were his without even knowing it, you don't know exactly how long this had been going on, with your superior, with your lieutenant.

But you couldn't help yourself. of him and his stolen glances, of the sweet words he whispered to you when others were turned away, when your hands caressed under the table in long meetings.

The palm of his hand on your cheek as he stroked your lips with his thumb and pulled you against him to kiss you and play with your hair.

He was damn obsessed whit you.

“how was ya’ day?” he asks you in a murmur, you wrapped your arms around his hips “good, you know i saved some life’s” you said and chuckle, he smiles at you caressing your neck.

“Oh, now don’t flatter your self” he said rolling his eyes, you were so tiny in his arms, 5’5 and he was 6’6, the difference in weight and height where noticeable, another thing that turn him on.

you two met for the first time in the field on the front lines. Simon was wounded in the shoulder for a bullet, his team dragged him to the arranged triage, and you had been the first one to notice him and take care of him back then.

the sexy medic notice him.

and even when he finds out that you where his submitted and he was your boss he couldn’t help himself breaking the rules and do what he can to put a smile on your lips.

“how about you?” you asks caressing his chin covered by his skull balaclava “hmm, a lot of paperwork’s” he muttered as he breath in your scent, his sweet little thing.

you two start to walk in the woods where Simon had his house, nothing too special but it was comfortable enough for the both of you. He make a copy of his keys for you, so when you had your days off or when you need some intimacy you can come here even without him.

It was true that you wasn’t that comfortable, still going around on your tiptoes make sure to don’t break anything.

And you take care of the house too, cleaning, change sheets, make sure that he always have his favorite whiskey on stock. You two sat on the porch on the little couch.

He pull you closer on top of him, so you where now sat on his lap, on his thick tights.

It was late afternoon, the weather was warm and there was that gentle breeze “look at ya’ so pretty” he murmur on your neck before place a kiss under your ear, you chuckle gently pressing your back against his chest.

you go grab a glass of whisky for him and an iced tea for yourself then go back to sat on him. “thank ya’ pretty girl” he said before kiss your cheek in a caring way rubbing your things with a hand and with the other sip his whisky.

“ya’know i could get used to this, me and ya’” he said as he look at you, damn you were something else “then keep being a good lieutenant for me and i won’t go anywhere” you tease him a bit with a small smirk on your face.

“oh is that so, ya’ little fucking thing” he murmur as he squeeze your tights roughly, you light up a cigarette, looking at him with your beautiful eyes, fuck he need to contain himself.

you take a drag from it and then blow the smoke on his face covered by his balaclava, he look at you “smoking is bad, a doc surely know it” he said as he take a deep breath “yeah, but i’m not in my doctor vest.” your replayed.

the sight of you with your civil clothes smoking a cigarette on his lap was making him a little too excited. Your hair wrapped in a messy bun as you wear your blue jeans and a black top, his eyes travel down to your breast, he took another sip of his whisky trying to contain himself to rip your clothes and fuck you there.

“what? a little frustrated?” you asks as you recognize his behavior, caressing his abs trough the soft material of the t-shirt that he was wearing. “careful love, you might regret it.” he said looking at you at your beauty before grab the cigarette from your lips and kiss you.

you chuckle as you pull him closer caressing his big tights with your little hands, he let out a sigh, he knows that you wanted to play, it’s been too long since you two didn’t have a nice moment alone where he can see you all naked for himself.

his jeans get tight as he look’s at your perfect face “sweet little thing wants to play yeah?” he murmur as he put down the whisky glass and grab your tights making you the sign to wrap your legs around his hips, you did it and he stand up brining you in the house, he did really wanted to get in the bedroom, but he wasn’t in the mood to wait any longer.

ripping the little black top of you and undo you bra throw it somewhere in the kitchen, exposing your perfect and round breast “fuck- look at ya’ so perfect makes me wanna shove my cock in that little cunt of yours” he whisper in your ears biting your earlobe, you moaned softly, you missed him, missed his rough hands exploring every inch of your body.

you where ovulating and it was since that morning that you want him inside of you in some way or another, but both of your superiors where around so you contained yourself, but now? no.

you pull him closer kiss his neck and nibbling on it gently as you hear him moan, he was already rock hard just seeing you smoking a damn cigarette that now was in his hands, he take a drag of it and blew the smoke away, sigh as he feels your hand undoing his belt.

“ya’ can’t even fucking wait a second yeah? need me so bad?” he asks, you bit your bottom lip feeling your underwear soaking in your humors. It wasn’t the first time that he makes you all soaked with just some little talk, but today you were more frustrate that ever, you need him, and you are not going to stop until his fat cock will stretching your walls.

“si, need you” you muttered licking his neck as you finally start to unbutton his jeans, caressing his shaft trough his boxer, he gasped, you soft hand around him, what a sight, he really can’t get enough of you.

“y/n, fuck—“ he moaned breathless as your thumb teased his head, you could see the pre-cum, he was turn on too.

you lick your own lips in anticipation as you get off from the kitchen counter and drop yourself on your knees, you want him to moan to see him weak just for you.

you licked his shaft from base to head, his hand gripped tightly the kitchen counter, your wet and warm tongue was doing an amazing job even if you didn’t even put it in your mouth yet.

“want this?” he ask as he tap his head on your tongue, “then suck you little slut.” he said as he shove his fat cock down your throat, you gagged a bit but didn’t try to back off, taking a deep breath as your gaze look at his eyes sparkling.

you suck on his head as your right hand move his shaft, he slap his hands on the kitchen counter trying hard to don’t cum in your mouth already.

“so pretty with ma’fat cock inside your mouth” he muttered as he looks down at you, gripping your hair tight in his fits pushing way down on his dick.

“Ohh- Fuck!” he moaned rolling his eyes back into his skull, you where proud of yourself when you bring him at points where the cold Ghost was just a far away memory.

you cupped his balls in your hands and squeeze it “y/n…. fuck, fuck, fuck!” he sigh as you swallow around him with tears in your eyes, it was just too much seeing you on your knees whit your mouth full of him.

he thrust in your throat then pull away from your mouth “com’here little slut, gagging me so good makes me wanna break ya’ perfect fucking body.” he murmur in your ears.

your breath still irregular but you look at him with a smirk as your lips where still tasting of a mix of your saliva and his hard dick.

“want you inside of me.” you said as he play with the hem of your blue jeans that in a seconds where throw on the floor. He makes you sit on kitchen counter whit your legs spread wide, his hand on your stomach before stroking your wet pussy trough your blue panties.

“fuck, so wet already?” he asks, sometimes he need to work you up a bit to make sure you can take him without making you hurt, the sight of your cunt cupped in his palm makes him salivate like a damn animal.

he lift aside the fabric of your underwear and shove one of his thick finger in you, you moaned all flustered, nipples hard, he start to fuck you with two fingers and you couldn’t even say anything as your moans fills the room.

his kisses travel down to your belly than on your puffy and needy cunt biting it and sucking it hard, you screamed as your hands sneak under his balaclava and take it off, he smirks “wanna see your face when you eat me.” you moaned.

squeezing his head between your tights as he devours you, his big tongue on your clit sucking and nibbling it as he fucks you whit his fingers “my girl taste so good—“ he moaned as your legs shake, sign that you where close, so he speed up his space sucking your clit even harder.

“Simon, oh god oh please—” you screamed as you came on his mouth, he licks his lips with a satisfied grin, you breath heavily feeling your body relax on the kitchen counter, but still this wasn’t enough.

he stand up quickly “taste so good almost addictive.” he murmur on your neck as he start to stroke the head of his fat cock on your needy cunt.

“can i?” he murmur just push his head inside of you making your legs shake, you couldn’t even talk, drunk of him “please sweetheart?” he asks again, he always make sure to ask, to have your green light to fuck you.

his head inside of you as he brings a hand on your lower body, pressing his thumb on your puffy clit, you swear that you almost see the stars as you moaned “talk to me y/n, please” he said as his thumb start to make circles movements.

you push yourself on his shaft, he moaned as he looks down where your body’s unite. “Si, please.” you finally said out loud, pushing yourself on him once again making him smirk.

“such a little slut ya’ are” he moaned as his first thrust was deeper than usual, your walls squeezing his fat cock as he start to fuck you slowly, but you need him all inside of you, so once again you push yourself on him.

“look at ya’ fucking yourself with my cock.” he said whit a grin on his lips before slam himself in you hardly making you scream his name “this what ya’ want huh?” he said as his hand pose on your neck squeezing it as the other one was painfully teasing your clit.

his thrust where deeper and steady “good girl, fuck—“ he moaned feeling you getting even tighter once again sign that you were probably near at your second orgasm.

“yeah babe, come on this fat cock yeah?” he said as he slaps your tights and squeeze your ass with his big rough hands, you moaned loudly once again came on him like a needy slut, you where so damn wet that your juice was dripping on his balls and on his pubic bone.

“that’s a good girl, fucking good ya’ are for me” he murmur as his thrust became more irregular and needy, resting his face on your breast, breathing your scent as he his hands keep you from move away.

another rough thrust and he pulls out of you cum on your pussy as he strokes his shaft, moaning deeply on your collar bone “Fuck y/n making me cum hard on your little cunt makes me wanna fuck you once more” he blurted out whit an irregular breath, you grab his chin making him looks at you and smirk.

“then? what are you waiting for?” you ask. “you are going to be the death of me.” he said as he slam his lips against yours.

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[dokkamj]

BATHROOM

|before you start to read! this story is 18+ MDNI! and also i wanna say that english is not my native language! sorry for grammar mistakes etc, thank you and enjoy.

-song: bathroom by Montell Fish.

It was all Gaz's fault, if he hadn't provoked you by challenging you to a shot contest you'd probably still be sober, but at least you'd have won.

But when Simon approached you at the bar where you were sitting with the others, you snorted. The two of you hardly ever got along, always fighting over little or big things, even though you were not on the same team, you often found yourselves together, either for training or because Captain Price knew your captain well.

"Mm, am I mistaken or are you taller than usual? princess." you didn't dignify him with a look, you didn't feel like arguing or even ruining anyone's night, so you stood there sipping your drink, your elbows resting on the bar.

Simon was watching you, almost eating you alive with his eyes, but you didn't take much notice, after half a bottle of fruity vodka and a few drinks here and there, your mind wasn't that capable of understanding everything around you.

Maybe it was the way you were dressed - Simon was too used to seeing you in the usual military uniform and your hair tied back - but tonight.

You were wearing a black corset with little red roses over lace straps, a miniskirt that covered just enough and those heels for Christ's sake you were killing him dressed like this.

Your hair down and that dark somewhat heavy makeup looked great on you, your lips dyed a crimson red.

you sip your drink before lighting a cigarette and bringing it to your own lips taking a small puff "do you smoke now?" he asks tapping his fingers on the wood of the bar counter, you sigh and finally give him a look "only on certain occasions." you reply cordially before offering him one of your cigarettes which he doesn't think twice about accepting.

"thank you little one," and even though you couldn't stand him, you couldn't suppress the smirk that formed on your lips, you usually couldn't stand it when he spoke to you that way, yet tonight, maybe because of the alcohol you found Simon more likable than usual.

Take another drag from your cigarette, and Simon couldn't help but stare at those delicious red lips. Simon always thought you were a beautiful girl, no one would have denied but tonight? tonight there was something more in your eyes that intrigued him to stay close to you.

you pull your phone out of your purse checking to see if anyone had texted you and Simon kept thinking maybe there was already someone in your life, he clenches his fists biting his lower lip before speaking "has the princess found her prince?" he joked but you shake your head laughing "Absolutely not, you must be kidding," you say before taking another sip of your drink.

"Oh, so you were alone." Simon mumbled to himself, even he didn't know what was wrong with him, he usually couldn't be around you for more than two minutes before he started arguing, when Gaz got your attention back by making you turn around, Simon's eyes landed on the back of your thighs, you were fucking perfect, despite the bone-crushing training the military put you through every day you managed to maintain your femininity and that triggered something in Simon.

Your gaze turns to Simon and you notice that there is something different about his behavior, but you don't want to pay attention to it, not now, you don't want to make him the center of your attention and your discontent, not today, so when Gaz asks you to dance with him in a friendly way, you accept by going out on the dance floor with him.

Simon didn't want to make you the center of his attention either, so while you were dancing and moving that gorgeous butt that he couldn't stand until yesterday, he decided to drink a shot contest against Soap, what could go wrong?

The minutes tick by and when Simon manages to win, he's already giggling half-drunk, "I told you you didn't stand a chance against me, Johnny." Soap snorts now defeated.

The two stared at the now almost empty bottle of Jack Daniel's, damn, tomorrow is going to be a really hard day after this drink, but nobody cared because they weren't working tomorrow.

His eyes land on you again and he stares at you as he has all night, you are tired of his strange behavior, so as soon as you finish dancing with Gaz you rush up to Simon and pull him by the collar of his shirt into a dark corner of the disco.

"Can you explain what the hell has gotten into you?" Simon asks, raising his voice, although your hand brushing his neck was not so bad.

"You're staring at me," you point out to him while nervously lighting a cigarette, fortunately the club for some strange reason allows smoking in the entire club.

"So what?" asks Simon apologetically, you get angry, he never acted like that, he was never interested in you, why now?

"So stop it, it bothers me," you tell him while you nervously smoke the cigarette.

"It's not like you're the Monnalisa y/n, stop playing hard to get." Simon snorts and rolls his eyes in annoyance, but in reality you were just like the Monnalisa, right out of a painting, breathtakingly beautiful, but above all only to be looked at, not touched.

And when you give him that nervous look, like you can't stand him, like you just want him to go away, his jeans suddenly tighten and his heartbeat speeds up, fuck, why you have this effect on him every time?

"Will you stop being an asshole all the time!!!? It's okay that you don't like me, but tonight you don't even have to be near me, so why are you being like this, why do you have to be so damn attached to me?" you ask him nervously.

At this point, when he doesn't answer, you don't even know what to say anymore, but you come closer with an angry look and the blood boils in your veins and then your breath stops and the cigarette that was between your fingers falls to the ground as his hand grabs your ass and squeezes it while with his other free hand he grabs your neck and kiss you, His lips are soft and full, they taste of whiskey, at first you don't return the kiss, too many thoughts were going through your head at that moment, but then you pull him closer and kissed him back.

When you pull away to get some air, he looks at you, his hands caressing your neck, "Shut the fuck up, you give me a headache," he murmurs between your lips before tracing the line of your jaw with his thumb.

"You're an asshole," you insult him before pulling out of his grip, your cheeks flush and your legs are weak, why did this kiss make you feel so many sensations, you don't know and you don't want to know, you take a step back but he grabs you again, "Don't run away from me doll." he murmurs in your ear.

Fuck you were colleagues, it would be messy if anyone found out, but there was a part of you that wanted this, that wanted it all.

You look at him, still dazed from the kiss, his hands slipping under your miniskirt once more.

"Fuck, you look beautiful tonight," he mumbles, licking his lips in anticipation, and you feel too weak to even respond. If only to say something. Your hands rest on his pecs.

He looks at you hungrily, hungry to taste you like a Christmas cake, but before he can say a word you slap him, taking full advantage of his cheek.

"Fuck Princess, that hurts," he mumbles but he looks more excited than before, you grab his collar and kiss him harder than before, at this point you didn't care anymore.

You always thought Simon was a sexy man if it wasn't for his damn tongue and his asshole attitude.

"You want to play rough, huh? let's play rough," he says before grabbing you and slamming you against the wall of the disco, completely ignoring who was around you.

His hands slide over your thighs before grabbing them and giving light slap, your lips are on his neck sucking and biting him.

He could feel his cock throbbing in his pants, "my little princess," he murmurs in your ear with a small grin on his face.

"Fuck— ya’ feel so good," you moan at his touches as one of his hands under your mini skirt strokes your intimacy with two fingers. "so wet for me—" he asks you and it was shamefully true, damn true.

"Let me take care of ya’, wanna make you tremble for the pleasure," he says before dragging you to the bathroom and locking the door.

But he is surprised when you push him to sit on the toilet seat and sat on top of him, thighs at the sides of his hips, hands slide over your thighs before grabbing them and giving it a light slap, your lips are on his neck sucking and biting him.

His big calloused hands lift your soft mini skirt and he gives you a slap on the ass worthy of a good bruise, you moan into his mouth and press your breasts against his pecs.

"Fuck princess, look what you are doing to me," he murmurs against your neck before grabbing your hand and bringing it to the crotch of his pants, your legs going soft as you feel his throbbing hardness against the palm of your hand.

"I have to make you think that I hate you because if I lose control at the base..." he trailed off as you slipped a hand under his t-shirt making him catch his breath, you could feel him start to play with your panties.

You weren't sure of anything, but you were sure that if anyone could do this to you, it was Simon. The excitement grew as the two of you devoured each other's lips and you moaned into his mouth.

"So needy you are," he said as he felt you grinding even harder against him.

"I need you," it had been too long since anyone had touched you, it was true that you preferred to be alone, but not anymore at least not now.

"Sweet fucking thing ya’ are, ask nicely," he murmured in your ear.

"Please, please, I want to feel you inside me," you moaned, you were shamefully wet for him, for a colleague of yours, but what the fuck came over you? But you didn't care.

"Good girl—" he said smirking before you kissed him again, biting his lower lip desperately. He makes you stand before he drops to his knees, the sight of him like this was too overwhelming, Simon fucking Ghost Riley on his knees for you.

His breath tickles the skin of your thighs before he leaves a bite, you smell so fucking good. He grabbed your red panties and ripped them off, you gasped as you felt his hot mouth close to your needy cunt.

Your back against the wall, Simon's hand grabbed your thigh, bringing it to one of his shoulders, "fuck- you are so perfect y/n..." he murmured as he began to eat you.

His tongue on your petals, the first lick is to tease you a little,Your hands slid over his head at that moment, you wished you could see his face but you knew he would refuse, after all this was nothing serious.

His tongue sank into you, making you moan as you held on to him as he ate you alive. "You taste so damn good, sweetheart," he moaned as he keep eating that cunt of yours, you were honeyed yet sour, a mixture that made his head spin.

Your breathing became harder and harder as you almost cried with pleasure, and when you finally came on his tongue, he had to hold you as your legs were too weak to even stand without struggling.

"Fucking hell—" he murmured as he rose to his feet, "such a pretty cunt you have, so sweet..." he whispered into your ears, he couldn't wait any longer, he needed you now.

The orgasm he had given you was not enough, you needed to feel him "please" you begged him one more time, one of his hands stopped on your neck and kissed your cheek while he unbuckled his belt with the other.

"You must be very quite, don't make me mad, understood?" he murmured against your lips, you slipped a hand into the elastic of his underwear and wrap your hands on his cock, and with your thumb tease his head, he moaned in anticipation.

Your hand where soft and so damn gentle comprare to his one “fuck—“ he moaned as he pressed his dick against the palm of your hand, you kissed his cheek and start to move your hand slowly and in a teasingly way.

He sunk his face in your neck as he moan gripping your waist.

He can’t wait any longer.

you pull down his pants and his boxer just enough to expose his dick as you tease his shaft once more by brush your thumb on his head once more, he was going insane biting on your neck as his breaths get irregular and heavier, with just some touches.

Fuck only you could do this to him, no one else.

He grab the back of your tights alf lift you up, making your legs rest on his hips, you where trapped between the wall and him.

“shit!” he said madly as he tease you whit the head of his cock by rubbing it on your entrance “what..?” you moaned, you just want him inside of you.

“don’t have any condom with me” he said breathless still stroking himself on you “it’s okay” you blurted without hesitation “i’m on pill, i’m clean Simon, just fuck me please.” you said as the tension was getting painful.

he didn’t let you say it twice as he push himself in you, you could feel your walls stretching around him, you moaned as it was painfully good.

“so tight-“ he moaned biting your neck as he started to trust in you making your eyes roll back in your skull.

He holds you as he keep pump into you with deep trust that makes you almost drooling on his neck “Oh fuck Simon—“ you moaned breathless.

“so good, taking me so well in the bathroom of a club” he said with a devil smirk feeling your walls squeezing him making him moan in pleasure in your ears as his bing hands hold you and squeeze you at the same time.

you kiss him, sloppy kisses as his thrust became more faster, your lipstick melting on his lips, your nails scratching his back.

You wanna see him so bad but you can’t, you just ripped off his shirt making the little buttons fell on the ground as you look at his perfect body with war scars.

“such a little slut ya’are, ya’ cunt suck me back in on each thrust” he said making you almost ashamed for how wet and needy you were for him. You moaned feeling the second orgasm “good girl, come for me yeah?” he said biting your neck and thrust deeper in your and faster.

your legs start to shake as you try to contain your moans, and you came on him as your wet and warm liquid drips on his shaft until his balls, you look at him with heart shaped eyes.

“ be a good boy for me and came inside of me” you said on his lips, caressing his neck licking his earlobe, fuck he really can’t resist you, another deep thrust and he came in you, filling you up, he was breathless as this were one of his best orgasm ever.

“Fuck y/n” he said trying to realize what they just did in damn bathroom of a night club this was so wrong, but it felt so right.

he pull out of her and let her get on her feet’s once again as she start to grab a tissue to wipe away his seed that was dripping off her, fuck he need to contain himself before he will get hard once again.

he clean himself quick and then helps you “here, wait” he said as he grab a tissue and soak it with some water, getting on his knees and clean you up.

you blushed, no one did this to you after sex.

“thank you” you murmur breathless and sweaty he finish to helps you and then he gave you a kiss on your forehead.

“you always remain unbearable. Unbearably sexy.” he says before kiss you.

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[dokkamj]

Under the rain-

I made this and make it correct, i hope this is good 😭

Thank you to spend your time to read this *gulps*

You were walking with the Captain of the Task Force 141 on a tranquil afternoon. You wore a black dress and a hat, along with a pair of Mary Janes that your lovely man had gifted you. The park was quiet as you two walked next to each other, him with a cigar in his mouth and you with a cigarette framed between your lips.

It had been five months since you had decided to start dating him. He surprised you with flowers every time he had the time to buy them. He would secretly take one from the bouquet and keep it on his desk to see when it was time to buy them again for you.

"You are so beautiful," he said, kissing your forehead. His fingertips caressed your soft cheek. You smiled at him, making his heart melt.

A sudden thunder made you jump. You looked up at the sky, now covered in grey clouds, and within a few minutes the rain started to hit the ground hard. John took your arm and searched for cover, but when he saw that you were not moving, he looked down at you with a confused look.

"It's raining, y/n," he said, not wanting you to catch a cold. Your gaze pointed up at the sky, letting the water fall on your face. "Why?" you asked with a smile, "Why is it raining?" he asked confused.

"What- no, I mean, why do we need to go?" you asked, wrapping your arms around his neck and stroking your nose against his. He was so tall and strong, and his touch made your heart skip a beat.

"I don't want you to get sick," he murmured, his hot breath teasing your neck as he hugged you tighter. "It's just rain, John. Don't be scared to get wet."

Every time you called him by his name, his heart skipped a beat, his hand grip your hips “and what if i make you all wet for me?” he asked whit a smirk, you open your mouth to say something but nothing come out. He was so handsome and brave, and his laugh made you feel alive. He pulled you closer and wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you up from the ground and spinning you around in a tight embrace.

"John!" you exclaimed, laughing. You were so small compared to him, so tiny in his arms.

He put you down, your hair now completely wet from the rain. You looked up at him while the rain continued to fall, your heart skipping a beat as he told you, “i love you y/n”.

You were stunned, and his words made it difficult to breathe, but you also felt a sense of peace. You knew that he was in love with you, that he wanted to spend every waking moment with you, to spoil you, and to hold you close every night. And you couldn't think of anything that made you happier than knowing that the man you'd spent your life searching for loved you back.

Your heart races each time he holds you, and the way he makes you feel is like nothing you've ever experienced before. His touch made your skin tingle, and his brown eyes drew you in every time. He always found a way to make you happy, and you knew that he was the man you wanted to spend the rest of your life with.

"I love you, John," you said with confidence, and his lips curved into a smile before he pulled you towards him and kissed you with such softness. It was a moment that you would never forget, a moment that you would cherish for the rest of your life, a moment that proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that you were right where you belonged.

[dokkamj]

Trauma Trigger-

I’m so sorry if i mess this up, english it’s not my native language *gulps*, this is my first fan fiction EVER.

Let me know if you enjoy it *gulps*, love ya’

(this story will probably be full of grammatical errors, pity me😔)

You are enjoying your time in the kitchen, making tea and read your book, the reading glasses on your nose while sometimes you let out some giggles, you always loved books, how they can make you feel, how can they make you live multiple lives in one.

Taking a sip of your tea and lit up a cigarette, for how much you know you was alone in the apartment where the squad will temporary live, a chuckle leave your lips as the sentence you read it remind you of Simon-Ghost, how the ruthlessly, cruel, cold soldier was a total different person whit you, you smile warmly the thought of him in your mind.

The way he will always carry you something, sometimes a book, sometimes chocolate or a letter, because the cold man can’t express his feeling properly while speaking, so he prefer to write a letter and leave it under your bedroom door, or how he will just give it to you whit that cold look on his face while in the other hand held a rose.

You keep reading when someone grip your hips from behind, in that moment your trauma triggers kick in, you turn around and without hesitation you punch whoever is straight on the nose “fucking hell little one!” It was Ghost, a sense of guilt fill you heart and your stomach, you breath heavily. “Shit, i’m so sorry” you said as your hands tremble, grab a cloth lift up his mask just to discover his nose and his mouth, drop of blood flow over his lips, you gently wipe them off, soak the cloth under icy water keep wipe and press gently.

“I’m so sorry, i- i” you try to explain but too much thoughts run in your head, your hands keep tremble as you touch his nose gently whit the cloth, he grab your wrist look down at you “You are trembling” he said whit his cold tone, you know he wasn’t mad at you, but you still felt guilty. “I am?” you asked breathing heavily and irregularly, “yes you are, why is that?” he ask confused, his nose bleeding but when he see you in such a state panic and confusion the pain suddenly disappears immediately his thoughts fix on you and your wellbeing.

“I’m sorry, if i scared you, i didn’t mean to trigger your trauma” he said, even if you don’t spoke about your past, about everything that happen to you, he could see it, every time someone rise his hand even just for a exclamation you will cover your face whit your arms immediately. He knows that something happened to you, but he don’t want to push the topic too further. “I-it’s okay, it’s just you caught me off-guard” you said caressing his jawline whit your thumb. “I’m so sorry” you said place a gentle kiss on his lips “so sorry” you murmured again, he didn’t make a sound, himself too was feeling guilty to scare you, he wrap his arms tightly around you, press his face on your neck and breath your sweet scent. “you was sexy..” he murmured leaving you speechless “w-what?” you asked confused a nervous chuckle leave your lips.

“Hit me like that, I never thought something small would have so much strength, almost broke my nose” he said and chuckle, your jaw dropped, suddenly all of your preoccupation disappeared hearing his chuckle, you’ve been with Ghost for three months and you heard him laugh only one time. You smile warmly still hug him, he start to laugh “you punch my soul out of my body for a second” he said and laugh, his face still hidden against your neck, it was the most beautiful sound you ever heard, his laugh. God how can a cold heartless soldier be such so sweet when he laughs?

You stay there, his laugh fill your heart whit love as you began to chuckle along whit him.

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