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Breeding Kink (Fabio Ochoa Vásquez)

• I mean it was bound to happen . The moment he saw you in a little short Flower Sundress while having a meeting with the rest of Medellin Cartel

• He couldn’t keep his eyes off you and you couldn’t keep your eyes off of him .

• It was after dinner and you and Fabito were talking as he cleaned up and pour you a drink, you wanted him and he wanted you just as bad. He wanted you to know how badly he wanted you because he was a very dramatic man.

• it was a Chilly Night here in Medellin. Here you was dress lifted up with Fabio Deep inside of you . He felt so good , so hard, his strong cologne was so comforting .

• as he thrust in and out of you whispering how good you was . How you was his little slut . You loved it how he whispered sweet things in your ear . You was mesmerized by his thick Colombian Accent.

• you was so wet and creamy and that drove him crazy . He whispered in your ear . “You creaming all over daddy’s Dick “ Fabio said . You replied “Si Papi Quiero que te corras dentro de mí, quiero a tus bebés.” It drove him crazy knowing he was yours.

•He grabbed your throat and starting thrusting hard and you felt him come inside of you . It was warm and soft . It was the best feeling in the world. He whispered in your ear “Te amo mucho”

Yall ended the night with a walk on the beach near Antioquia.

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Michael Fassbender as ERIK LEHNSHERR in X-MEN: DARK PHOENIX

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Can we talk about how thick his arms is

The arms

The bulletproof vest

And the SEDUCTIVE RUSSIAN MEAN MUG

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Vladimir Makarov (a. Julian Kostov) in “Peligro” by Pleso Pluma (music video) | Call of Duty: Modern Warfare III

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Makarov Aesthetic ♥️🖤♥️

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I am so freaking Obsessed with this man

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POV : watching Makarov cook for you after he fucked the shit out of you 😩😩😩

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I am in Love with his Freckles

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Pacho Herrera in 1x7 - “You Will Cry Tears of Blood”

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Fabio Ochoa Vásquez

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König 🖤♥️🖤♥️🖤♥️🖤

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Graves punishing you for being a brat all day in front of his shadows 🫠🫠🫠

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cw. nsfw, gn!reader with tiddies, boob jobs, possessiveness, cum play, oral, throat fucking, nipple sucking, choking, masterbation, orgy *not proofread, just pure horny

[DONT ASK HOW I GOT HERE] these are my combined thoughts with @waltzthegenderfluidpan

MINORS DNI!!

i want the shadow company to run a train on me

pls for the love of god use me 💳💥💳💥

anyways

just imagine graves rewarding his shadows for a mission well done and letting his shadows play with you

graves would be possessive enough to make a rule that they can't come in you so he has all his shadows pull out and come on your skin

having you lay naked on the meeting room table while the shadows take turns with you

giving one of them a blow job but graves doesn't even want you to swallow their cum so they cum on your chest at the last second

giving a shadow a boob job and making them cum all over your chest

some shadows being all rough and dom and mean while the others are soft and kinda subby :(((

taking two at the same time, one rough the other soft, perfect mix

the soft one fucking you gently bc they don't want to hurt you :((( bby boy just wants to make you feel good and make you and his commander happy :(((

while the rough one is fucking your throat raw, not caring how much your drooling and going cross eyed as they make you gag on their cock :(((

hands all over you, squeezing everything from your tits to your ass and everywhere in between, adding to the stimulation

the rough one grabbing your throat so they can feel their cock in your throat while the soft one is sucking so gently on you nipples :(( cradling his head so he can keep his mouth on your chest :((

god i love submissive men

graves grunting quietly from the sidelines as he palms himself through his pants, getting off on seeing his boys take such good care of you

feeling the shadows give you soft kisses and short massages after they're done :(((

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Velikan 🪐☄️🛸👽

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Johnny “Soap” Mactavish - Modern Warfare II (2022)

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Philip with a wifey that calls him commander teasingly, but he's immediately turned on.

(fem!reader, mdni 18+)

i mean, what is graves to do if not acknowledge that title he's so rightfully earned? just be careful because every now and then he does need to exert his authority ;)

"commander, hm?"

you can't even keep up with the brutal thrusts of his hips as he pins you against the wall, leaving you nowhere to run or hide with the way he fucks into you. your hands try to push you off the wall so your face doesn't get smushed against it, your husband too impatient to take you to the bedroom or set you on the nearby couch. you'd even take the coffee table but graves just had to have you. now.

"phil, baby," you huff out a moan. "you're fuckin' me into a wall."

"why you complainin'?" he grits out while pulling your hips back a little more. that way he has a better angle to fucking his dick against you and watching the way your ass moves with every rough slam of his hips. "treat your commander with some respect."

you groan at the way his cock plunges deeper into you. you kind of regret trying to tease him earlier, cheekily calling him commander when he asked you to do a favor. well, you also happened to give him a flirty tone and kiss on the cheek and rubbing his chest while saying it.

"feel like m'gonna fall," you whine out. he chuckles and kneads at your thighs, keeping pace with ease.

"you want me to stop?"

you bang your forehead against the wall in some sort of silent plea to any higher power listening to you, begging them to give you the strength to say yes. to give you a break so you don't end up falling to your knees and chanting out. it seems the higher power you're calling out to is your ruthless man of a husband while he fucks you dumb against your living room wall.

"make me cum, please." you're almost ashamed to admit it but graves lets out a single huff of a laugh. he turns you around so your back is pressed flush against the wall. a more comfortable position than earlier, you'll take it.

"if you want me to make you cum, you gotta address me right," he smirks at you while tapping the head of his dick against your entrance teasingly. "c'mon, wifey. you're not exempt from properly addressing me."

you bite your lip as he takes one of your legs to wrap around his hip. wrapping your arms around his neck to give you one last bit of support, you let out a defeated sigh. "need your cock, commander. can't cum without it."

"mmm, that's what i like to hear." he slides his cock back inside with ease. there are slow pumps of his dick while he sets his face near yours. every now and then he pants against your mouth because of the way you feel wrapped around his cock. you clench around him and his breathing stutters. "yeah? you like that?"

"fuck me like you mean it, commander," you bite out, too needy from the slow drags of his cock inside you.

"my girl's got some bite on her," he chuckles. but he speeds up just like you want, makes sure to fuck you harder like you need. graves doesn't chide you, not able to hold back much longer himself. you'd be the only one able to talk like this to him anyways.

"fuck," you grit out and hang your head to watch the way his dick slides in and out. it's clearer to hear those sticky sounds at this angle, too. "fuck, you're gonna make me cum."

he brings a hand to slap against your ass. his reward is the tight squeeze you give his cock while he grinds his hips into you. "atta girl. can feel you squeezin' down on me so nicely. give it to me. cum for your commander. that's an order."

that's what sends you over. not the command itself but the tone of his voice. raw, unrestrained desire to have you cumming. like it's an carnal need to see you lose control on his cock. a shudder courses through you and your hips jerk against his while he keeps thrusting into you.

"that's it. let it out," graves groans out. he milks out the rest of your orgasm and slowly pulls out. he hasn't cum yet, still rock hard and his cock shines from your juices.

"why are you..." you tiredly trail off and find yourself getting dragged to the couch. it's a welcome feeling for your poor legs. but your face is getting pressed into yet another surface, albeit a much softer one this time.

"wanna feel you cum one more time. can you do that for me?" you whine but still manage to find it in yourself to arch your ass up for him. "c'mon, baby girl. cum on your commander's cock."

oh, you don't even know how much you're in for it with your commander. you've opened a whole new can of worms and need to deal with the consequences. the very long, very hard consequences.

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What about Graves with a breeding kink or if reader is pregnant? I know you don't rlly write for him a lot, but I love when you do.

Idk if you'll feel like answering this, but ily and ur fics regardless 🫶

Graves w/ a Breeding Kink

Warnings: 18+, Smut, Breeding Kink, Possessive Graves, Housewifery, Pet Names,Profanity,  Fem! Reader.

He lusts for the American dream; the very foundations upon which he continues his existence. To have – to create – a family. And he can think of nobody better to achieve that dream with than you.

He’s on top of you, arms either side of your head, gasping, panting, bent over you and exerting every inch of himself as if you were crafted of some divine substance with tools far beyond human comprehension.

He’s been at it for hours now. You see it in the way his hair sticks together, slicked with sweat as it drips down his face, hear it in the thick, wet sound of his cock slipping back into you with every thrust of his hips, feel it in the growing ache in your abdomen as he fills you again, letting out a strangled, short-breathed moan as your body squeezes around him. He doesn’t let up, though.

He pushes through, gripping you by your hips and pulling you closer onto him. You gasp, back arching as he hits a spot deeper within you. An area he’d been abusing all night, 

“B’such a good little mommy for me,” he whispers into your hair, just above your ear. He presses a lopsided kiss there, lip wet from the many times he’s drawn it into his mouth with his teeth.

“Y’want that, Sweetness?” he pants, looking into your eyes with his half-lidded pair. “Want me to–” – he grunts – “want me t’make you mine from the inside out?”

You can’t get the words out fast enough; garbled and twisted, they come out tangled and in knots, as if tripping over each other to reach a unified ‘yes’. With the little energy you have left, you nod with all the enthusiasm your half-gone mind can conjure. Graves smiles, giving a brief, airy laugh. “Knew I’d made the right choice pickin’ you. Knew you’d make a good housewife for me someday,”

You clench. Graves gasps. He brings warm lips to yours as if to press his love there, as if you are to now impart upon him that which he has longed for for years unnumbered; a family.

He angles deeper, presses his throbbing, pulsating instrument into the most inconspicuous part of you that has you arching your back and letting out an almost-scream. Your knees press into the sides of Graves’ waist, tightening around him just as your cunt did. He yells, uses every ounce of his strength to not collapse on top of you, the tip of his nose against yours. Something in him tightens, snaps, and he floods you for the umpteenth time, pressing himself deeper, making sure his seed takes.

Not that you can see for your eyes being screwed shut, but Graves gazes upon you as you bask in the afterglow of his labour, feeling a smile creeping up onto his cheeks as he takes in your every feature. It doesn’t matter how many times he’s seen them, in one form or another, he never stops being fascinated – enamoured – by them. By you.

When you come down, come to, you give Phillip a smile he knows all too well – one that preludes your telling him you’re ready for bed. He all but pounces on you as you turn onto your side, taking you by the wrists and pressing them into the pillow beneath you. A dark glimmer passes through his eye, and he gives you a hazy, slithering smirk, followed by his southern drawl.

“Oh no, Princess,” he says, taking your chin between his fingers.

“We’re not done ‘til I say we’re done.”

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