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Soap and reader who are extremely casual abt sex. Like, in the sense that you two are so horny that its second nature to slip a hand down his pants, or for him to drop to his knees.

You could be watching a movie together, hands in eachothers pants, and its not even a big deal. Hell, you hardly even thought abt it by now, its just so constant and warm and nice, yknow?

Which makes it all the worse when his mates come to visit and you literally look them in the eyes and say hi before plopping down next to soap and reaching into his joggers. He just groans appreciatively and keeps talking, so you dont even think about it until the indignant splutter gaz makes.

"Mate what the fuck?!" You furrow your brows, before realization and mortification wash over you in equal parts.

"Shit! Sorry- sorry, uhm-" you flee the room, not even sure how to recover from that while soaps voice follows u out, asking for u to at least finish him off lol.

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afternoon study

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nsfw. knight john price.

Knight John Price who has been promised you as a reward. You're sweet, young, and innocent in the ways lambs rae and he has his heart on you. Such a beautiful sould, such a lovely little thing you are for him, now aren't you?

He's pampers you, spoils you rotten, acts on your wishes— he makes you grateful towards him, which leads to you always listening to him whenever he asks something form you.

It's mostly nothing, just a day alone with him in his chambers, or just spend your nights with him— just please him in every way you can as long his asks.

But John Price isn't a good man.

So you find youself between the clutches of three other men, who are holding you down, mouth on your body as one of them— Johnny if you head his name right settles between you legs. It's embarrassing, it's so wrong yo be used like this, but John had asked you to do this.

Please bird, they are my best men.

And it's even more embarassing because the other soldier with brown eyes and a beautiful smile is holding your legs open as Jhonny feasts on you, while John is holding down Simon head on his cock as he watches his men please you.

Beautiful, innit?

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You go out drinking with ur friend gaz, happy to catch up with him.

You two are besties, so its totally expected to talk abt ur sex life with eachother. Ur in the middle of telling gaz abt the most insane mind blowing sex you've ever had with a guy you grabbed from this bar. Explicit details, hell, you even mime out the dick size and that really makes gaz blush.

Gaz is in the middle of his own lackluster recounts when you perk up, subtly nod to the entrance of the bar. "Kyle- the three that just entered. Grey hair? He's the guy"

Gaz turns and nearly spits out his drink when he sees his fucking *captain* walking in. Surely not. Surely gaz hasn't just sat here and listened in explicit, pronographic detail, about how his captain fucked his best friend....

His jaw drops when prices eyes find yours and wink.

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Whelp guys, its the gun fucking post. We all knew it was coming.

Anyways ofc ghost is the most likely to fuck u with his gun. And its not just any gun, okay? Its one of his faves (at first) and he just notches the nuzzle against ur clit, let's u grind against it. The cool metal against ur heated skin, already overwhelmed from the way simon had stretched u on his fingers earlier.

"Go on, luvie, just like that." He hums when the tip catches ur entrance and you jolt. God, its so hot. Something about this man and a weapon between ur thighs, it makes ur head all floaty and blissed just thinking abt it. Ghost tells u all abt the different features it has, why its better than others.

You think he'd stop at just one? Nope. He's a weapons collector and has a whole arsenal (literally) of guns that he wants to show off, no better way than to have u get off on them, right?

Anyways ur exhausted and nearly passed out at the end. The worst part? You have a fucking pavlovian response to seeing a gun in his hands. You cant go to public shooting ranges anymore bc u wanna drop to ur knees so bad then and there lol.

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Reader who is niks daughter-HEAR ME OUT- and is pretty involved in the family business lol. You hop in to help ur dad out every once in a while, and its only natural u meet the 141 occasionally.

The only issue? You find prices favorite sargeant very attractive. Like, you text ur friends in a panic the first time you two meet type of attractive. Gaz seems to know somehow, and flirts with you every chance he gets. He's just so charming, calm and self-assured in a way that u love.

Maybe you two get the chance and happen to fall into bed together. Literally the best sex you've had of ur life, has you laying in bed cuddled against his chest thinking abt wedding venues. Gaz isn't much better, blissed out and more than a bit giddy, already planning the proper date you two will have.

This totally smart decision, horrible backfires when u two walk down to get breakfast and come face to face with nik and price. Neither of them say anything, but later on when nik has gaz alone he leans in close and whispers "if you ever hurt her, I will kill you."

Ur not off much better, price having cornered u in a hallway "you treat my men wrong and even nik wont be able to save you, yeah?"

Dw you two still get ur date :)

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Reader is a civilian worker on base who brings their dog around, yeah? Shes usually got a service dog vest on but sometimes you bring her into the lounge to just hang out.

And ur dog seems to really like the guys! Her tail wagging, ur dog happily receives pets from soap and gaz. Price loves her too, 'sneaking' her treats that you totally see. But the guys are a bit disappointed to find that her favourite is ghost. Shes constantly jumping on him, or booping his neck with her nose if she can, just generally smothering the guy. Like. Constantly.

Its not until you and the guys are hovering by the kitchenette and something just- pricks your mind. Makes your breath hitch and hands shake. The others notice bc its their job to notice stuff like that, but before gaz can step in ur dog is jumping up and getting ur attention.

You sit down and let her crawl over u, feel her weight against u and just breathe. It takes a moment, but eventually ur okay. At the men's questioning look you just shrug "shes um- my service dog for PTSD. Alerts when im about to have a flashback or anything."

You keep playing with her fur, pointedly ignoring the horrified and sad looks ghost is receiving from his teammates now. She always is jumping on ghost...does that mean...?

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Ghost and reader who flirt via violence. You take gaz down particularly hard on the mats and ghost nearly swoons. He shows off his custom rifle to u and you've gotta remind urself ur in a public space. You two flirt mercilessly over comms, but it just sounds like some radio banter "just took out three." "Perfect,im right behind you." And unfortunately soap is the only one who can see it for what it is.

U two are debating the best methods of 'interrogation' (torture) and accidentally scaring the hell out of the recruits, and soap is disgusted bc he can tell ghost is lowkey giving u bedroom eyes in the middle of a training session.

When u two finally *do* fuck? Get the med kit ready. The first time u accidentally broke one of ghosts ribs (he came so hard he nearly passed out lol) and its was probably the most awkward conversation you've had with price abt why ghost cant leave for the next mission...

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Simon Riley is the kind of guy to bite into your stomach pudge and growl when you're on your period because how dare that stupid organ cause his Lovie pain

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TikTok Challenge

>> David 'Hesh' Walker, fem reader, fluff >> Divider by @saradika-graphics

"Okay, get ready. I've set up the camera," you told Hesh, your best friend, as you propped up your phone on the car dashboard.

Hesh pursed his lips, looking into the screen at his reflection. He ran a hand through his buzz. "Do we really have to do this? I'm not good at dancing, even with my hands." he said, throwing his head back against the headrest.

"You don't need to worry about being perfect. It's just a silly little trend and we're just having fun." You flashed him a beaming smile.

A lopsided grin tugged Hesh's lips. He could never really say no to you, not when you smiled at him like that. He shifted in his seat, sitting up straight.

"Okay, let's get this silly little hand dance done." He clapped his hands once and leaned forward.

"Before that, let's do a quick rehearsal."

You showed him how to do the hand and arm movements once more, and although he fumbled in a few places, he mostly got the sequence right.

"You got it?" You asked.

"Yeah, I think. Let's do this." He grunted, a determined look in his eyes.

Sucking in a sharp breath, you pressed the record button. The phone blipped and started recording, playing Electric Love by BØRNS at the same time. Hesh, with utmost concentration, began to display his choreographed arm moves. You did too, raising your arm and sliding your elbow to the side.

And then, without warning, you snatched Hesh by the jaw and kissed him. He froze in an instant, eyes wide. BØRNS sang, elongating a note in the background.

Hesh's shoulders dropped, and he leaned into your lips. His hand cupped your cheek and he kissed you back, gentle but earnest, like this was what he had always wanted. You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck, fingers in his prickly buzz. You wanted it too.

The song ended; the parting was slow and hesitant. You felt his breath against your lips, warm and minty.

"What was that all about?" he murmured in a quiet rasp.

"Kiss your best friend challenge," you replied, sliding your fingers against his neck.

"You mean, kiss your boyfriend challenge," he said with a cheeky grin. "There's no way I can be just a best friend after a kiss like that."

You laughed, eyes gleaming with joy. This time, he kissed you.

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Being ghosts GF and you need to get ur wisdom teeth out, right? But ghost gets called into a meeting last minute so its soap and gaz who have to pick u up. While ur high off ur ass on anesthesia.

Soap already has his phone out to record, planning to show ghost. They expect maybe some cute bubbles or whatever, so when u sleepily ask "where's si?" Gaz is already to respond. "He had to leave, but he asked us to get you home, okay?"

He is NOT ready for u to sigh longingly and say "finneeee.... I miss his cock." The camera shakes, and soaps muffled laughter can be heard behind it. "Wanna repeat that?" The blackmail too good to refuse.

"I miss Simon's cock. He always fucks me really nice..." you slur, the nurses working silently around u, muffling their own laughter. "Hes awesome. I love him. God....I need him to rail me..." you continue on unprompted, high on meds and without a filter.

Ur eyes turn back to soap, crinkling in the best smile u can manage "hey- hey- wanna know s'mething?" You ask, but continue before you get an answer "si has these uh...these..what are they? These piercings! Yeah! And they feel sooooo good. You should get them, your partner would thank you-" gaz slaps a hand over u mouth, laughing nervously.

"Oookay. I think thats enough yeah? Let's get you home before ghost kills us."

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Omg price and healer!reader??? I wonder whats fucked up with the old man this time😔

Its been a few months since the bullet with Johnny, and price is convinced gaz had a go too but he can prove it. Ofc everyone knows about the fever with ghost, the lieutenant was moaning loud enough the entire house heard. The only thing is, price still hasn't felt ur magic.

He hears about it plenty, knows from the look on his men's faces when one of them have felt you recently, but he hasn't personally indulged. It would be an insane reach of power, to have his subordinate use their magic on him for the sole purpose of sexual gratification.

So he just...doesn't. He's not in pain, so he doesnt ask for it. Except, you know hes in pain. Your magic practically screams to go help the poor guy out, tendrils of pain shooting from him at any moment. Eventually it bothers u so much that you corner the captain in his office late one night.

The lights and small print of the papers are hurting his eyes, you can tell. He's had a migraine near constantly the past two weeks, hiding it well enough but you can sense it. "Price," you begin, tone firm "youre in pain. Im here to heal people. Youre snappy and rude far more than usual."

You dont have to say much more, price sighing and setting his reading glasses on the desk. He rubs a tired hand over his face and relents. "Fuckin- fine. Sure." He settles on, moving to stand in front of u "get it over with."

You comply, pressing ur palms just below his jaw over two pulse points. You slowly apply magic and- holy shit- Price crumbles.

He drops to a knee, you following with a worried yelp. He's panting like a dog and you've hardly done much yet. Still, once you start its easier to just get it done, so you manhandle ur boneless captain to lay down on the floor and properly apply the magic.

He's huffing out lungfulls, hand coming up to twist into ur shirt mindlessly. Face red, price whimpers out thanks and he comes twice back to back. Ur brow furrows, you can't feel the migraine anymore but you can still feel alot of pain.

Price isn't pushing u away yet, so you send the magic further. He's babbling nonsense now, back arching off the floor with another orgasm. Ur probably there nearly a half hour, much longer than usual, before he finally pushes you away.

"...holy fuck." Is all he says after a long pause, voice raw from all the sounds he'd been making "holy shit. My fucking joints dont hurt." He sounds breathless, blissed and well-fucked.

"Hm. Give it an hour, it'll come back." You give his thigh a firm pat before standing, "goodnight, captain" and just like that ur gone.

(WHAOH I hope u guys liked it🤭 inspired by people suggesting severe arthritis. Also next part will have all four guys, and a surprise abt reader!)

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So, ghost and healer!reader, whos magic feels good, right?

(Pst here's pt 4 with price)

He's unfortunately heard plenty from soap and gaz about how good ur healing feels, but he by principle avoids medics anyways. If he can tough out the injury, he will.

Sucks though that his body decides to fall into the most brutal fever known to man the second yall settle into a safe house. It would be risky to go to an actual doctor, that requires documents and paperwork that could put the whole team in danger. Medicine wont work and ghosts fever is only rising.

Its actually you that suggested using ur magic. You took some med classes, you know if his fever gets any higher it will be permanently harmful. You also know just how uncomfortable ghost is with medics and being touched, so ur gentle as you explain "look, ghost, im worried for you. I wont touch you if thats what you want, but we can try and mitigate your discomfort."

You explain how he can keep his mask on, you wont even remove his shirt, just slip a hand under. Hell, you offer to kick the others out into the snow if it makes him feel safer. In the end, he agrees and just kicks the guys out into the kitchen.

You slip a hand under his shirt, looking at a wall to hopefully make him less tense, and allow ur magic to flow into his chest. Instantly, ghosts head falls back into a loud groan, fists gripping the sheets as his hips buck into nothing.

He comes with a whine, but you can still feel that sickness in his body and mutter "just a few more seconds, okay?" While tears start to gather on his lashes from the sheer pleasure of it all.

Except, when you finally move to pull ur hand away, his grips ur wrist in his palms. He seems just as shocked as you are by the movement, but carefully remains silent for ur response. You hum, brows furrowed, and feel around gently for any more injuries. There's a gentle undercurrent in his body that you dont recognize as normal, but its not blaring pain. Either way, you gently stretch you magic back out.

Ghost outright sobs

His chest is rising and falling rapidly, hand trembling where it holds urs against his chest. Youre a bit confused, unable to truly find the source of whatever u sense in ghost, but he seems to be having a good time. Its actually pornographic, the sounds hes making, and you have no doubt he can be easily heard from the kitchen.

Three more orgasm later and a wet "thank you- fuck- thank you, shit, I cant- thank you-" and u finally pull your hands away. There's a visible wet patch on his pants, but you decide not to say anything, silently passing a bottle of water.

When he finally calms down, ghost keeps his eyes locked to the ceiling "chronic pain." He explains gruffly, trying to settle his nerves at just having acted like a desperate slag in front of u "it just- went away, felt good. Thanks."

(Hope u guys liked this🤭 it got a bit away from me lol. Wonder what ill do for price🤔)

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Price and his 141!reader thats basically his 'attack dog'.

U go with him everywhere, a looming shadow of pure danger that everyone knows is only controlled by price. You maybe get a bit too violent at times, but price is always there to rest a heavy hand on ur nape a mutter "that'll do." When you start to slip.

You go wherever price points, no questions asked. Its the kind of loyalty other captains are jealous of. If price told you to betray ur country you wouldnt hesitate, no need to when hes ur whole world anyways. He keeps you grounded, makes u feel human, there no need for anything after that.

And price, hes willing to give so much more. He carefully herds ur emotions and impulses until that nice fog drifts over ur mind. You dont have to be strong around him, "be good for me, okay baby?" He mutters into ur ear, a hand slipping beneath ur waistband after a damn successful mission.

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Price fucking reader while the rest of the 141 are visiting, bc hes not gonna be told he cant fuck his beloved in his own damn home, right?

Except ur moaning "fuck- john- right there! Please! John please, cmon-" and soap just so happens to be in the guest bedroom closest to u, hard as a rock and wide awake. He cant help palming himself over his loose sleep shorts, imagining its him ur begging for and not his captain. He feels so guilty but cant help coming to the sound of his name on ur lips. (Little does he know u and price totally planned this lol)

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"No, no, no, you have to believe me!!" Soap argues with Gaz. "He has a little fiancée who lives in a cottage with him! She planted flowers in his walkway! And she scolded him for crushing them when he was piss drunk!"

"Ghost doesn't even like flowers," Gaz sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose as if this is the hundredth time he's heard this. Maybe it is, knowing Soap. "Not unless they're dead, I reckon."

"I swear it on me mum and me sisters!" Soap exclaims, raising his right hand as if swearing on the Bible. "She had a little bookcase under her telly, and embroidered throw pillows on the couches! With blankets softer than anythin' I have ever seen!"

"Enough!" Price grumbles, sitting up from his chair like a father who has heard enough bloody arguing. "Soap, stop making up stories. Gaz, stop instigating shit."

"No, no! Cap, you gotta believe me!" Soap begs. "She answered the door in a pink slip gown! She had paintings of flowers on her walls! With butterflies!"

"Oh, aye, and d'ya suppose she had curlers in her hair?" Price snorts. "I've been to Ghost's house, Soap. It has movie posters, pinup girls, and ashtrays. Nothing like what you're saying."

"How long ago was that?!" Soap exclaims, throwing his hands in the air.

"I'd say about two years ago," hums Price, scratching his beard thoughtfully.

Just then, Ghost walks into Price's office, where the boys had been idly chatting. Price offers him a cigarette, which Ghost refuses. "My lady asked me to stop smokin'," he grunts. "Started chewin' gum instead."

"Oh, right." Gaz tosses a crumpled sticky note at Ghost. "You and Soap are trying to play a prank on us, innit?"

"It's real!" Soap shouts, exasperated.

"What's real?" Ghost crosses his arms.

"The woman at your house! In the pink nightie with the pretty eyes and the flowers!" Soap points at him with an accusing finger. "Your fiancée."

Ghost just shrugs and makes a noncommittal noise. Price and Gaz are still looking at Soap like he needs to be locked up in an asylum.

"Johnny, I'm going to ask this gently," Gaz begins. "Are you bloody mental?! Makin' up a story like this?"

"It's not!" Soap whines. "She's real! She told me I could check on him the next morning after he got shite-faced at the bar!"

"She give you a kiss on the cheek too?" Gaz mock-pouts at Soap.

"She better not have," Ghost growls.

All three heads turn to look at him in unison, the argument falling silent. "What?" Price and Gaz ask while Soap leaps out of his chair.

"I fucking-! I fucking told you so!" he stammers. "Tell 'em, Ghost!"

Ghost shakes his head. "Keepin' her safe, Johnny. Not that you'd understand that."

Part I

Tags: @xylov, @just-lilita

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Lowkey socially inept ghost who has NO CLUE just how horny reader is for him😔

You've pulled out all the stops, complimented his outfits, pointed out how tall he is, how warm he is. Fuck, you even compared hand sizes! But nothing! Ur pretty sure hes just dense, bc its not like hes rejected you yet, just nods along with whatever you say but he doesnt *do* anything!

You learn that ghost has a bad back and send him sex positions designed to reduce back pain, nothing but a thumbs up. Its not even you that ends up telling him, gaz sees you offer chapstick after *just* applying some and he denies it. He cant take it anymore, watching u is becoming actually painful.

"Ghost, mate, she wants to fuck you." He says blunty, dodging the indignant slap aimed at him "preferably sooner than later." Gaz gives you both a firm pat on the shoulder then walks away.

....anyways ghost ends up railing u into the mattress and u learn that u just need to be blunt with him. From then on you either drag him to ur room or say it to his face, only mildly embarrassed abt being so bold but the dick is worth it.