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that gay4pay thing you wrote was hot af if you could write like a full smut for that or smthn thatd be sick no pressure though

𝐌!𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 �� 𝐌!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

lowkey lost motivation at the end of gay4pay part 1,, mb bro.. part 1 is HERE Straight dude gettin' railed for a couple of bucks cause' he's broke af. (p2) !military au

legit gon crsh out this req was from last year and im so.. fucking busy. my bad bb..

"ah.. mngh!" incoherent groans and soft moans left his lips as his nails dug into the mattress of your silk sheets, gripping onto them like his life depended on it. Your grinds slow and teasing as your calloused hands gripped onto his hips, pinning him against your bed as your lips grazes against the fabric of his balaclava. "such a' good boy f' me aren't you..?" You murmured oh so sweetly against his ear, a breathy chuckle escapes your lips as your member slides in and out of him with ease. Gentle and slow thrusts going in and out of his tight ring muscle as he clenches around you, slick gummy walls enveloping your girthy member in its warmth. Clenching around you with every torturing roll of your hips. "just remindin' you that!-" His voice breaks as a whimper escapes his lips from the sudden snap of your hips right into his prostate, making him see stars from your endless relentless teasing as his chest heaves up and down. Shaky sighs escaped his lips as he tries to get a hold of himself together. "remind me what? that you're getting paid to do this?" You mused at him darkly, taking his face in your large fingers as they found their way at his jaw. Gently gripping onto it as your thumb traces along his jawline. Your other hand trails down his hips and gripped onto one of his thigh, lifting it up and tossing his ankle over your shoulder as you had his legs parted. Your form no longer arching over his as you leaned back and took in the marvelous sight of your disheveled teammate panting, seeing how his fingers were no longer digging into your mattress but now hiding his face with his arm. "that's just a lame excuse of wanting to get fucked.." (m' so sorry this isn't as good as the first one but im so unmotivated n forced myself to do this. I legit need a break even though I haven't wrote in so long m' so sorry guys)

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HEAR ME OUT.

this mf, some loser sounding hoe with a deep voice and soft spoken attitude having just bent over and be your good boy AGHHHHH. "agh.. c- can you call me a good boy...? please.." mewls and whines escaping his breathy lips as his DEEP HUSKY VOICE GRUNTS WITH EACH MOVEMENT. "f- fuck.. you're too rough, I can't-" pathetic whimpers left his lips as you chuckle at him, seeing how pathetic he looks and sounds despite that voice.. damn it. "slow down.. please?" i cant with this man mf teasing me over the phone UGH. I HATE HIM WHY'D HE HAVE TO BE SUCH A WHORE. WHY ARE THE WHORES SO GOOD??? im inlove with his voice sounds so damn pathetic and whimperable.

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Gay4pay

Yeah...

Idc which chara i js need a straight man go gay for my cock cs theyre broke as fuck and need 20 dollars.. Bouncing on my dick for 50... fucking him in public for 150...??? Fuck. Idc which chara btw :3

𝐌!𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐌!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

..my oh my, aren't you desperate hm...? oh, honey.. you're too cute.... Straight dude gettin' railed for a couple of bucks cause' he's broke af. !military au

can't imagine hanging out at a bar with your teammates after a hard mission just drinking rounds after rounds of liquor as you guys get a good laugh about the previous memories that were made during the tough journey. When suddenly out of the blue one of your teammates pulled you aside away from the team to a more secluded area. "hey man, sorry for asking you this put could you spare a couple dollars for me real quick? there's this chick i wanna impress and she seems to really give me the looks.." he asks you as he had his hand behind his neck, staring down at him as you grimaced at the thought of him tryna' hit up a fine chick but using your money to pay the drink. hell you weren't even sure if he was even going to pay you back.. you guys weren't really close, just teammates and nothin' more. though he could be a bit of a selfish bitch at time. like that one time you asked for a cig and he simply just puffed the air into your face and told you to breath that. "why would i do that? you didn't even spare me a look when i asked you a favor." you retorted back to him with a slight scoff as you rolled your eyes at him. choosing to be petty for once as you glanced away from him and crossed your arms over your chest. "ah.. c'mon! M/N please.. she's hella fine and it's a one time opportunity! you can't be selfish to your own teammate can you? plus it's not even payday yet so i haven't really gotten my cash.." he begged silently as he put a hand on your shoulder, trying to reason with you on why you should give him the money. you shook your head and glanced over at the woman he was babbling about to get her attention and ask her out. to be honest she did look like a one of a kind, but you couldn't really understand why he was that desperate for some shitty one night stand when you could give him way more than that. wait... "M/N please, i'll literally do anything at this point.." he pleaded as he glanced over at the woman who seems to be looking at him to before she shyly looks away with blush tinted on her cheeks. you know, he wasn't that bad looking. just a shitty ass personality but overall decent.. not to mention how refreshing it would be to see his behavior flip the moment you're going to have your way with him. "anything you say..?"

you questioned slowly, looking down at him with furrowed eyebrows to find any hint of dishonesty in his eyes. but no. all you saw were some dark orbs practically begging for you to give in to what he wants. even if it meant hooking up with some woman. for a moment he hesitated a bit and completely off guard by your sudden change of tone and how you lowered your voice. "uhm.. yeah. i guess." ᯓ★ˎˊ˗ you weren't sure how but you had somehow managed to convince him to be your little boy toy just for a couple of bucks.. and here he was, mewling into your shoulder in the bar bathroom stall as you fingered him— your fingers moving in and out of him with ease as you stretched out his virgin hole to relax his ring muscles. soft sounds of squelching fills the empty stall. thank god no one was here. his teeth lightly dug into the fabric of your clothes as you scissored him to further relax his ring muscle to which in returned he shuddered and clenched around your digits. "fuck.." he practically whimpers in a hushed whisper when your knuckles deep with your digits grazing his prostate. the slight interaction had him seeing stars for a minute as a shiver ran down his spine, tightening his grip on your back that he had on you as your other hand rested on the small of his back to make him part his legs and arch to have a piece of that flesh. "here's how it's gonna be alright..? bouncing on my dick for 50.. fucking you in public for 150, giving blow jobs for 20..." you rambled on the pricing range of any type of sexual activity he'd receive as you fingered him before picking up your pace once you've managed to easily penetrate the spot that had him seeing stars. disgusting, vulgare fantasies ran through his mind as he starts to think about how hot you'd look holding him up by having your arm tucked beneath the back of his knees as you mirror fuck him and force him to watch as you keep a grip on his jaw. watching your cock sliding in and out of him until the veins are sculpted into his gummy walls, seeing how his tight ring muscle would clench around you when you'd hit his sweet spot

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𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

part 1 Jet finally moves to a new task force after being a solo combat pilot after years of service. Upon meeting his new teammates one in particular caught his eye, a stoic, deadpan masked British man who seems to be interesting in nothing but be a brick wall.

"I'm going to what?" Says the pilot as he stared at his captain in disbelief, eyebrows furrowed as the information of him moving to a new task force, permanently without needing to help other ones registered in his mind. Was he really about to give up his solo life of assisting other teams in need and hopping from one to another just for some contract with a good deal and payment? Well, his captain would. The other day his captain was meeting with various of other ones from other task forces to find one that would peak his interest, that was until the well known bearded captain Price has met him. Through long conversations Jet's captain managed to get a pretty sweet deal from the older man that he couldn't turn down. "You're moving to another task force, permanently this time." He replies firmly, shoving the information into his pilot's head. Jet couldn't really imagine how life would be like to work with others instead of flying solo and being a lone wolf. He wasn't ready to let go of this lavish life style yet, having not to worry about others or disagreements, it was truly a life. But all things come to an end. He stared down at the contract paper in his hands that his captain had handed him, reading the terms and conditions and such. Task Force 141? Seems.. Promising. With a sigh he finally signs the contract and hands the paper back to his captain. "M' gonna miss you kid." The captain gruff as he looks down at the paper, the other male now no longer under his care. "You too." ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ The sound of blades slapping through the air fills their ears as the chopper descends on the heliport. Captain Price awaits the arrival of their new combat pilot as the other members stood beside him. Eventually the chopper landed safely and Jet hopped out with his black duffle back slung over his shoulder, wearing a black military jacket along with some sage green loose cargo pants and black combat boots. Winter was around the corner so at that time everyone was wearing a jacket. Small flakes of snow started to fall from the pure clouds above as Jet's captain followed suit behind him. "G'day hm Captain?" His captain greets Price as they shook hands firmly, exchanging a slight smile before letting go and sighing. Looking back at Jet who was standing beside him like some parent about to send their child to kindergarten for the first time. "G'day to you too Captain Red. Glad the weather isn't all too terrible" Price says as he gives him a slight chuckle, the creases of his eyes slightly wrinkles as Red huffs in return. "M' glad too.. Anyway, here's the soldier I've been telling you about, he's quite something so I suggest you start off slow.." Red musses as he gives a firm pat on Jet's shoulder. The masked male on the other hand inspects his new teammates through tired, half lidded eyes through his balaclava as they gazed around the faces he had to get used to. A few of them flashed him a slight smile— one of them being a mohawked Scottish along with another man who seems to be wearing a cap. The two seem friendly enough— unlike the one in a skull balaclava who seems to be eyeing the other male up and down through a hard gaze. "Looks better in person.. Well, let's go shall we?" Says Price as he leads them all inside of the base, Red and Price went away to another room to discuss further about Jet and his application as the others were inside a common room— having a little lets get to know each other session. ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

"So, Jet is it lad?" The Scottish mohawk man perked up as he approaches Jet, clearly interested to get to know the male. "Mhm.. Yeah, who might you be?" He asks as he stares back at him through half lidded dark piercing eyes through his balaclava. "Call me Soap." He says as he took his hand out to shook the male's— to which jet shook firmly before glancing over at the other guy who seems to be watching, tilting his cap a bit forward as he introduces himself "Name's Gaz." "If you don't mind me asking— how was it like to be a solo soldier hopping from taskforce to taskforce?" He asks as he raises an eyebrow at Jet, clearly interested to know the answer as well as Soap. (maxed)

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Barrage x M!Reader

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

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

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

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Femboys.

imagine a petite, slim ass guy who turns out to be a femboy. wearing all sorts of feminine attire with short flimsy pink skirts that barely covers his ass along with the thinnest piece of panties you've ever seen. wtf is this slut tryna do??? cant imagine how he'd look in a lingerie though. god damn. the tight, thin fabric hugging him in all the right ways.. his plush soft thighs and small waist ugghh... the fuck i love femboys.... how'd he know? pretty little thing all helpless as you have him straddling your lap as your fingers push in and out of him while your other hand cups his groin through the thin fabrics of his panties. the miniskirt lifted up till his stomach, exposing those soft flesh as it reflects off of the mirror. you sick psycho standing the edge of your bed as you watch his trembling body from the body mirror, admiring his shaken figure. soft wet squelches fills the room as you slowly jerk him off while he desperately grinds onto your hardening cock... tucked away in those pants while your fingers continued to push in and out of him in slowed, lazed motions. eventually pushing in deeper to find that sweet spot that got him seeing stars. pulling out strings of whimpers from his lips while you kept his thighs apart.

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𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘

Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Male Reader

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introduction

Jet, a renowned combat pilot with a reputation for precision and adaptability, had always lived on his own terms. He was a lone wolf, hopping from one task force to another, lending his skills to missions that needed an ace in the sky. For years, he avoided settling down, preferring the freedom of flying solo and the thrill of constant change. That is, until fate introduced him to Task Force 141. Jet's captain had been attending meetings with various other task force leaders, a routine part of the job. But this time, one of those meetings brought him face-to-face with the legendary Captain Price. The bearded, seasoned leader had an offer—one that was too good to pass up. It wasn’t just a job; it was an opportunity to be part of something bigger. After some deliberation, Jet accepted the deal. For the first time, he found himself officially joining a team, a permanent one at that. It was a shift that came with its own doubts. The idea of transferring to a single task force and leaving behind the nomadic life of hopping from mission to mission made him skeptical. Could he adapt to the dynamics of a fixed team? Would he lose the independence he’d always cherished? Despite the reservations swirling in his mind, Jet signed the contract. With a mix of apprehension and anticipation, he prepared himself for the challenges and camaraderie that awaited him in Task Force 141. His days of flying solo were over—now, it was time to see what being part of a true team really meant.

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Male reader + Overly dirty minded konig in one bed? (enemies to friends with benefits trope)

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my bad bb i forgot abt this for a year

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continuation

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im gonna start a new project while i still have motivation (and time) so now, pick ur antagonist!! (male readers only)

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thinking about.. m!reader in a skirt for his perverted lover (simon ghost riley) teheheheheh

can't imagine seeing how m/n would look so sweet and cutesy and a little miniskirt with laced knee high socks and a tight crop top that says 'rail me' all just for your perverted lover tehehehe like m/n's soft plump flesh being gripped by Simon and pried open like nothing with his face stuffed into the sofa cushion and Simon's warm slick tongue dragging against his inner thighs and tight ring muscle. Just fucking his tongue in and out of that greedy hole while sucking and lapping the your hole over and over again

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Keegan in his gay awakening

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Hello, it's me again! The person who asked for the Francis Mosses request, but straight to the point. I have another request that involves this character and I hope it's not much trouble for you.

Can you make a story of Francis and his doppelganger somehow compromise with one another to share the reader. But...Can it be NSFW, please? Like, uh, one is sitting on the reader's face while the other is riding their groin area. You can decide which one goes where!

Have a good/night!

P.S. Can you can deny this request if you like.

wait omg how long has this been in my inbox..

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Massive size diff mreader x Gaz, reader is too big for him so Gaz gives him a thigh job :>

i dont write for gaz sorry bb

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I don't know if you're up for it, but I'd appreciate it heavily if you could make Steven x reader from That's Not My Neighbor

I don't know what exactly, but I'm desperate for any crumb of content I can get of him - plus, we're absolutely lacking Steven fanfics or headcanons.

If you do end up doing it, then thank you sm in advance 🙏

STEVEN? nah sorry bb i dont write 'im