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Thinking of 141 who all watch the same cam girl…

(NOT EDITED OR PROOFREAD) (MDNI MDNI MDNI)!!

It started off with johnny (because of course it did), johnny who can’t shut the fuck up when he’s jacking off his leaking chubbed up cock. Johnny who holds up his dick close to his screen as he desperately and pathetically jerks off his cock, his wrist starting to cramp from the speed he’s going.

On his screen is you, tits bouncing, nipples pinched, mouth open while you ride your dildo, sweet little moans leaving past your lips. Johnny who moans so loud, he’s woken up about half the barracks before, it gets to the point where Price sends in a request for sound proofing equipment.

Gaz who gets so fed up that after another one of Johnny’s “sessions”, he quite literally corners Johnny

“Mate, the hell are you watch’n that makes you cum bout 5 times a day?”

Gaz asks johnny as he enters the common room after his “private time”. Johnny who doesn’t shy away from the opportunity to show off his one and only favorite cam girl, immediately pulling out his phone and sitting himself next to Gaz on the couch. Gaz who honestly didn’t expect johnny to pull out fucking receipts of who he called “the hottest fucking lass he’s seen”.

Johnny pulls up a video with you laying on your bed, towel under you to protect your sheets. One of your hands being busy with ramming a dildo into your pussy, vibrator in your ass as your other hand is wrapped around your neck applying light pressure. Johnny holds the phone up with a proud and smug little smirk on his face as he watches Gaz stare in almost disbelief. Johnny watches as Gaz tries to adjust himself in his position as he grabs the phone from Johnny, continuing to scroll through your video library. Gaz screenshotting your profile and sending it to himself before shoving Johnny’s phone into his chest and mumbling a “thanks…” before hurrying off to his barracks.

The interaction with Gaz now had given Johnny the bright idea of getting the rest of his mates hooked on his dear cam girl. Johnny's next victim was a bit more difficult and overall more of a danger approach, lieutenant Simon Riley! To overcome this obstacle Johnny thought the best idea was to blatantly, out in the open, watch his porn where he could get easily caught. He sat on the couch in the barracks blasting his porn and waiting for his lieutenant to walk in after his training session. Johnny, being as inpatient as ever started to palm himself through his pants.

Soap accidentally (purposefully) getting caught with his hands down his pants by his lieutenant. Said lieutenant looking very stern while looming over his Sargent, arms crossed over his chest. “What ya watching there mate?” Johnny’s head goes back to look at Simon in his eyes, “she’s just too perfect Simon” he almost moans out as he brings his focus back down to the video playing in his hand.

Simon who’s finally fed up with interaction steps around the couch and in front of Johnny. Johnny go now takes the opportunity to shove his phone in Simon’s hands. a video of you on your knees sucking a dildo suctioned to your wall as you grind on a boot, tears rolling down your cheeks from the gagging and the overstimulation. “The bonnie is doin’ it for ya, ay Lt.” Johnny hinting at Simon’s growing bulge in his pants. “I could help ya out if ya like~” he grins up at Simon.

Johnnys head was bobbing up and down the shaft of Simon’s cock, his hand coming up to squeeze his balls as Johnny takes him all the way to the back of his throat. Simon stands looking down as johnny sucks him off only he’s not looking at Johnny, the video, your video playing in Simon’s hand him watching you grinned and suck as johnny does the same below him. Simon comes without warning as the video plays you squirting all over the boot as your body shakes.

He grabs onto Johnny’s mohawk pulling him down as he cums down Johnny’s throat, pulling out as a bit of his cum dribbles out the side of his mouth. Simon shuts off the phone tossing it on the couch as Simon leans forward, his thumb wiping the cum from Johnny’s mouth. He puts his cock away before patting soap on the cheek and walking away to the showers. Johnny smirks as he slumps back against the couch regaining himself.

Captain John price was an easier plan, he’d simply “accidentally” send his dear ol’ captain a link or two, send a message along with it as if he was talking to a buddy. However this plan was also the most stressful for Johnny, simply for the fact that he didn’t know which videos to pick that would get his Captain going the most. It took Johnny about half a week to decide, after hours of scrolling, before he finally landed on two videos of yours.

One was titled: “ILL BE A GOOD GIRL AND NOT TOUCH MYSELF FOR DADDY <3”

It was you in a skirt with two pretty pink bows in your hair a vibrator in your pussy, you showing the camera how soaked your panties were without you even touching yourself. The video was 20 minutes long of you continuously overstimulating yourself with tears in your eyes.

the second link was one of your only videos with another person, the man never appeared on screen. Only his arms and cock, with his voice sometimes being heard, a thick southern accent. You would play with yourself as you fuck yourself on a dildo. As the man grabbed your face speaking filthy words to you, telling you to open as he spit into your mouth. He’d tell you when to slow down and when to speed up, when to moan and when to shut up. Titled: “DADDY TAKES GOOD CARE OF HIS OBEDIENT LITTLE SLUT <3” the video being on the longer side of 45 minutes

Johnny sends them with a small smirk growing on his lips, his smirk growing wider when he gets a message back from the Captain himself.

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a/n: has been sitting in my drafts unfinished foreverrrrrr

Did you notice my little graves mention!!?

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Retired!John Price & Bevcart girl!reader

pt. 1 | ➤ pt.2 (smut)

💿 (a/n): can you tell where I gave up

SMUT!MDNI! (age gap! fem reader! suspense! slow burn! PLOT! M!receiving oral! F!receiving oral! piv! cumming inside!)

Price who asks you out that day on the course, even though he would’ve loved to take you right there and then bending you over your golf court. However he restrained himself, and his cock.

Price who reserved dinner with you at 7, brought you flowers, picked you up, and drove you to the restaurant. A true gentleman through and through, at least on the outside. Truly Price was thinking of pulling over on the way there and shoving his semi hard cock into your sweet pussy in the backseat of his car.

When you reached the restaurant Price was at your side of the car almost instantly, opening the door for you and offering his hand as support. You took it and stepped out of your side, price closing the door, and locking the car behind you. The restaurant was a bit fancier, not overly fancy and not too casual. Once you guys were sat you both made small chatter, some of the common stereotypical first date questions and answers.

“To be honest love, I didn’t think you’d go out with an old man like me”

He chuckles a bit at his own comment, and takes a swig of his whiskey.

“Well, I uh, tend to like them a bit older”

You speak with a slow and sultry tone while you look at him through you lashes from across the table. Your right foot slowly glides up his pant leg as you look into his eyes. It slides all the way up to his inner thigh, just next to his crotch.

“Is that right, love?”

Johns face is a bit flushed, half from your taunting and half from the whiskey in his system. But his gaze on you doesn’t falter, that is until the waiter decides to come around to bring your food. Your foot slowly decending back to its place on the floor.

The night continues on with more chatting, and heavy glances at each other, from across the table, with more than just infatuation.

You both walk back to Price’s car, hand in hand, with your purse slung over prices shoulder as he guides you two to his car. Prices opening your door and letting you slide into the seat, placing your bag on your lap. You both making eye contact with how close you two are, both of you slowly inching closer and closer to each other, lips about to brush when..

*HONK* “Hey are you guys leaving? There’s like no parking at this time!”

You could swear you saw Price roll his eyes in such frustration. Price begrudgingly pulls away from you to respond to the passerby.

“Yeah mate! Give me a second!”

Price makes sure you have everything before closing your door, then walking over to his side and starting the car to pull out of the spot. He waves to the other car before pulling out of the parking lot. You both make small banter on the short ride home, the low music playing in the background. Price parks in front of your apartment complex, not wanting the night to end so soon.

“Would it be alright with you if I walked you to your flat door?”

You giggle at him even asking that.

“Of course, I’d love that.”

Walking hand in hand up to your apartment, you lived on the second floor. You both reached the top of the stairs, you slightly guiding price to your apartment. When you reach your door you both come to a stop. You both truly know what’s about to happen, yet none of you want to admit that out in this empty hallway, even if no one’s around.

“Are you going to stand there till I let you in?”

You tease him a bit for the awkward silence between you two.

“What, you calling me a vampire, not that old love.”

You both linger a bit in each others presence before you finally break the tension.

“Would you like to come in”

It wasn’t a question really, more of a statement.

“I’d love to.”

This is what the night had been leading up too, Price caging you between his body and your door as his lips attacked your neck and lips, his hands exploring what they couldn’t have all night. His hands slip to your ass giving is a squeeze before a harsh slap of his palm leaves your ass stinging. His tongue makes its way in your mouth finding and claiming over every crevice, his lips pull away from yours before he mutters

“Where’s your room love?”

You catch your breath before you mutter a quick “down the hall, to the left.”

Price is quick to carry you, wrapping your legs around his torso, taking you to your room. Once he reaches the room his lips find yours again as he places you on the bed, prices bodyweight pressing you deeper into the bed.

Prices hand comes up to the hem of your dress tugging it up to tell you he wants it off. You both separate as you pull your dress over your head, and he stands between you legs as he pulls off his shirt. You both find each others lips again as Price is pulling at his belt to get his pants off. You move his hands and start to unzip his pants, Price helping you pull them down a bit, just below his bulge. You palm him through his boxers as your tongues dance in each others mouth.

You stand from the bed, hand still on his crotch. You turn him so he’s now sitting on the bed where you were. You finally break the kiss and slide to your knees in between his big thighs. You lean in closer your lips meeting his clothed cock with a little kiss. “Such a fucking tease, huh love?” You look up at him with such an innocent smile across your lips. Price lifts his hips before he pulls his pants and boxers all the way down, kicking out of them and throwing them somewhere in your room. He sits back down, his thick and chubbed up cock right in front of your face, a bit of precum dripping from his tip.

Your tongue licks his precum up, from his base to the tip, wrapping your lips around his it. He groans as you start to bob your head up and down slowly. “Fuck love” Prices hand comes up to your hair making a makeshift ponytail in his hand as he starts to slowly guide your head to bob up and down his shaft, your hand coming up to stroke the length of his cock that can’t fit down your throat.

“Fuck doll, I’m about to cum” You start to bob your head faster, sucking harder every time you drag your lips up his shaft. You feel his cock twitch in your mouth before you taste his cum at the back of your throat. You swallow his cum as you look up at him through your lashes. He looks down at you, hand cupping your cheek, his thumb slowly swiping over your lips before he pushes his thumb past them. You take his thumb in your mouth, softly sucking on the digit, and swirling your tongue around it.

With Prices other hand he reaches behind you as he unhooks your bra easily. He slips his thumb out of your mouth, a small string of saliva forming, before quickly disappearing. Price lifts you up off the floor and onto the bed. “Lay back for me dove.” You lean back a bit on your elbows, still wanting to see what he was doing. Price pats your leg twice, signaling you to lift your hips. You lift them as he peels your panties away from your wet cunt. Price chuckled a little “you’re fuckin’ soaked love.”

He brings one finger up to your cunt, dragging it through your folds and teasing your clit a bit. Now it was his turn to get on his knees, he pulls your hips closer to him. He starts by kissing and biting your thighs before leaving a kiss on your clit and licking a stripe up your pussy. You gasp a bit before fully laying all the way back, head hitting the sheets.

He works his tongue up and down and in patterns that feel fucking amazing, your hands make their way to his head, combing them through his hair before slightly tugging. He groans into your pussy and picks up the pace a little, sucking on your clit as his fingers come back to your entrance. He slides one in, it taking up more space than expected, you moan and lift your hips closer to his face, basically grinding on it.

Price’s free arm comes up to pin your hips in place as he works out your pussy. He slides another finger in as he starts to stretch and scissor your cunt to make sure you can take him. After he feels you’ve been properly stretched he starts fucking his fingers up into you faster as his tongue works your clit. “sh- shit, I’m gunna cum John, fuck!”

“That’s it, come all over my fingers for me, that’s a good girl.”

As you cum, your hips jolt and continue to ride out your orgasm by grinding on Price’s face. Your hips drop to the bed as you look up at price, his nose to his chin covered in your juices. He pulls his fingers out of you, and brings them to your lips. You take them into your mouth as you suck them dry and he slides them out. Price brings his hand to the back of your head and pulls you closer, having his lips meet yours. He pulls away and hints for you to scooch back on the bed, he takes his spot on the bed between your legs. “You tell me if anything bothers you, ya?” He looks down to you as he rubs your thigh, you nod your head but Price won’t take that. “Need you to say it for me love”

“I’ll tell you”

“Good, love. Now, let me make you feel good.”

He grabs his cock as he lines himself up at your entrance, his tip teasing your hole before he pushes his tip in. You gasp as he starts to push more of his cock in, letting out little whimpers at the slight stretch. His cock was about half way in “you okay love?” He leans down to place kisses on your chest and neck. “Yes, keep going, please”

The rest of his cock slides in as he groans in your ear, you let out mini whimpers as he starts to pull out again. He pulls out almost all the way, leaving his tip inside you before he pushes himself back in. He starts to move his hips harder and faster, your nails digging into his back as he continues to pound into you. “Fuck baby, been wanting you since I first saw you in that little skirt of yours, fuck!” His pace starts to pick up a bit more, your legs wrapping around his waist as he fucks into you like it’ll be his last time.

“Where do you want me to come baby, huh?” He smirks and lets out a breathy laugh as he peels his body off you, now being able to see your fucked out face. He grabs your hips as he bucks harder into you, on the verge of letting go. “Fuck! Tell me baby, please”

“Inside John, fuck, please John!”

“Of course baby” Price uses the rest of his energy to fuck into you as he cums into your fucked cunt. He continues to fuck into you and you cum shortly after. Price collapses on you a bit, trying to be wary of his weight on you. He wraps his arms around you as he rolls to the side, bringing your body on top of his. His hands slide down your body as he reaches to his cock, he gently and slowly pulls himself out of your cunt. His hands come back up to your head as he places a kiss on the top of your head.

“Thank you love”

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Imagine… retired!Price

➤ pt. 1 | pt.2 (smut)

Price after retirement deciding to take up golf (very stereotypical)

He ends up making some friends on the court and new golfing buddies

His buddies who introduce him to you, the bevcart girl

Price who is fucking smitten about you from the first time he lays his eyes on you (his cock is too)

Price who every time he here’s your cart drive up to him and his buddies he has to find a way to cover his crotch to not give away his little crush

Price who whenever he buys something from your cart give you a tip that’s worth more than his actual purchase.

“Don’t worry bout it love, will do you more good then it will me.”

Price who grimaces every time one of his “buddies” make a lewd comment or gesture about you when your back is turned

As if he hasn’t stroked his chubbed up cock to the thought of you before

Price who would give anything to get you all to himself and show you what a real man’s like.

Price who one day decides to golf alone, leaving his buddies for the day.

Price who decides to golf on a certain course a bit farther from the main building and other facilities

So when he hears the sound of another cart heading his direction it makes him pause

“Hey Mr. Price, what are you doing all the way on this court? Not trying to avoid me are ya.”

The giggle and smile you show him, fuck him he’s so gotta have you.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, love”

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Imagine… Boxer!Johnny with athletic trainer!reader

Johnny just had one hell of a match, 10 rounds of pure fists and blood

Johnny of course coming out of the ring with the hottest smirk on his face with blood from his nose meeting his busted lip, and with a cut on the right side of his forehead.

Johnny who refuses medical attention unless it’s from you.

When the reporters come in the ring after his hands raised, champion belt slug over his shoulder smirking into the cameras. Johnny who grabs the mic to speak, looking directly into the cameras

“Shout out to my y/n who’s going to be taking care of me t’night, I’ll return the favor bonny, don’t you worry.”

He winks and blows a kiss toward the camera, while you’re backstage absolutely blushing behind your embarrassed facepalm.

inspired by @slutty-literature

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Imagine reader being their athletic trainer

Price realized (probably cause of Johnny) that there were too many injuries happening, and instead of just sending them to the doctor he could have an in gym trainer, someone they could also take to matches and competitions.

So when you sat your cute self in his office for your interview it was almost an immediate yes.

and when he introduced you to the boys you knew you had a lot of work ahead of you

Imagine… boxers!141

They’re all from the same gym and box at different weight classes.

Price is the owner of the gym, used to compete and be fucking brilliant at it, but ended up retiring due to injury. He’s now one of the most sought after coaches, teaches and runs his own classes and clinics at his gym, even private lessons. He has even traveled to coach internationally for competitions.

Simon is the gyms #1 boxer, the star if you’ll say. He’s famous for his matches not lasting longer than the first or second round, his hits doing major damage. (Not many people will spar with him anymore, unless they’re new or stupid)

Gaz is known for his blocking and dodging, in his own words he “can’t mess up this face”. He’ll often come out of a 10 round boxing match with minimal damage, especially his face. He’ll be up and ready for a night out after a bath and a 3 hour nap.

Johnny is the chaotic one, he’s about 5-6 different boxing styles in one boxer. It’s pretty safe to say Johnny is the one that will come out of a match with probably the most damage, however he’s also the one that lands the most hits. He’ll 100% piss off Coach Price the most out of the other two.

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Imagine… boxers!141

They’re all from the same gym and box at different weight classes.

Price is the owner of the gym, used to compete and be fucking brilliant at it, but ended up retiring due to injury. He’s now one of the most sought after coaches, teaches and runs his own classes and clinics at his gym, even private lessons. He has even traveled to coach internationally for competitions.

Simon is the gyms #1 boxer, the star if you’ll say. He’s famous for his matches not lasting longer than the first or second round, his hits doing major damage. (Not many people will spar with him anymore, unless they’re new, stupid, or Johnny)

Gaz is known for his blocking and dodging, in his own words he “can’t mess up this face”. He’ll often come out of a 10 round boxing match with minimal damage, especially his face. He’ll be up and ready for a night out after a bath and a 3 hour nap.

Johnny is the chaotic one, he’s about 5-6 different boxing styles in one boxer. It’s pretty safe to say Johnny is the one that will come out of a match with probably the most damage, however he’s also the one that lands the most hits. He’ll 100% piss off Coach Price the most out of the other two.

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when reading smut and y/n says “daddy”

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Me: *writes an amazing chapter*

Me: Ah yes. That is amazing. Can't wait to begin the next one. So many possibilities!

Me: *turns off my laptop and goes into a month-long depression*

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PoliceForce!141 x VictimsPartner!Reader

warnings - murder(er), descriptions of a crime scene, blood, not really gore, loss of a loved one.

summary - the investigation of an arising serial killer has every civilian on their toes, however it has a whole police precinct in even more of an erratic frenzy. The police force assigned to the job get the call that yet another body has been found, most likely another victim of the recent killer. The body count is high, but the tensions are even higher…

💿 (a/n) - it’s finally here!! Long awaited first post of this most likely very long ongoing series. The reader doesn’t really come out in this part but bear with me they will be out in the next! I hope you will stick around for future parts and other works in general. If you’re new to my page or this story in general, Hi! Welcome! If you’ve been following along with my updates and my page, thank you for sticking around! And I look forward to seeing you! Most importantly I hope you all enjoy and stick around some more!

prologue/ ➤ part one / part ???

2… 3… 5… 8…? How many would you leave this time, you didn’t know. You were on 10 now, how many did it take till you got bored of this one too? This one wasn’t as fun, this one didn’t put up a fight, this one took all the fun out of it. It was too easy honestly, it made you bored, easily. You stopped yourself at 23, sighing as you stood up.

You walked over to the trash can lazily taking off your gloves, making sure to engulf the knife in both gloves before begrudgingly tossing it into the tiny metal tin trash can. The metal bang rang through the small office space as you walked to the door. You pull out a cloth from your pocket before turning the doorknob and heading out the door.

“What was his name again?”

The sound of stretching as he pulls the blue latex gloves over his hands quickly dissipates while approaching the house's front door.

“Darren Boyle, he’s some rich big-time director of a construction company.”

“…Is there a reason you’re telling me this man’s finances?”

“Yeah, actually…”

The EMT halts her walking and hands the report to him

“Nothing was taken from the home, no money, no belongings, nothing.”

He takes the report and looks it over.

“Yet he still has 23 knife wounds all over his body”

The walk to the office space was short and brief, with multiple people at the crime scene, and multiple things happening all at once. The flash of the camera, the sound of plastic evidence bags, and the smell… that smell, that concoction of iron and decay that permanently scars the nose with its presence alone.

The rest of the force was already present at the scene littered around, each doing different tasks.

Officer Kyle “Gaz” Garrick, is probably the smartest in the entire county. From someone who started as a mere medical student, that ended up not being able to bear the weight of being the cause of a lost human life, went to become someone who brought “life” and justice to the lost and their families. He is the forensics specialist of the team, offering his smarts and intuition to the force. Gaz can pronounce the cause of death by a simple examination of the body, as well as match DNA evidence to a perpetrator, blood, fingerprints, spit, etc.

Officer Johnny “Soap” McTavish, investigator as well as one of the best interrogators, right behind Officer Riley. Soap used to be a big-time private investigator sometimes, often, closing cases faster than the police department itself. This eventually led to the police department trying to recruit, and find, Soap to their forces for his high investigator talent, which landed him with the force, after a very eventful high-speed chase…

Officer Simon “Ghost” Riley, aka. death reincarnated. Was discovered from his time as a mercenary, and would finish any job no matter the morals or ethics involved. The blood from his past haunted him, when he retired from his brutal position, he discovered his now-current sheriff. Who heard his story and convinced Ghost to come out of his early retirement and become a detective. Ghost took this offensively at first, seeing the offered position as some type of “downgrade”. He ended up convinced into the position and is now one of the most well-known detectives in the nation.

That leaves the sheriff…

“Sheriff Price. It’s been a while, although I’d prefer if we didn’t have to meet under these circumstances.”

“Laswell, always good to see a familiar face. Although I'd have to agree, these circumstances aren't exactly.. ideal.”

“A killer in your part of the city. A serial.. killer.”

She says the last part while narrowing her eyes behind her shoulder at the now dead body

“So”

She says with her head still facing the body

“Whats your plan.”

It wasn’t a question.. it was a demand

She turns her head, her frustrated look now landing on the sheriff.

“To catch this prick.”

They both made heavy eye contact with each other. Trying to square up the other with their looks alone, the tension rising. that is until they are interrupted

“Sheriff! You have to see this.”

A shout from Gaz, across the home office. Price’s attention immediately being stripped away from Laswell and reattaching to his officer

Gaz stands from his crouched position near the victim’s desk, the Sheriff joining his side to glance at what he had found. In Gaz’s hands was a piece of paper, one that had been splattered in blood, It wasn’t just paper, it was a note.

… a note for the Sheriff

written by: @sp0-t ©️

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SNEEKPEAK 👀

prologue - PoliceForce!141

💿: Im so sorry this isn’t out sooner, so much shit happened. I had a family emergency then I went on a planned vacation when things calmed down. And it’s just been a lot, so sorry for taking so long 😞😭

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So if you’re following with my page you’d know that…

PoliceForce!141 got chosen for the story to be made into a series! I’ve already started drafting up the first chapter, however I still need some of your insight on a couple things. These things are: 1) Should this be a Poly!141 situation? And 2) should we make it apparent to the reader that you are the murderer? Also I literally don’t care with either preference you guys have!

(for context I would check out the preview PoliceForce!141)

💿: IM RESTRICTED TO ONLY ONE POLL PER POST, BUT FEEDBACK WOULD BE APPRECIATED THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH! AND I WILL BE SEEING YOU ALL VERY SOON WITH A CHAPTER…or two??

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THE RESULTS ARE IN!!!

updates on this story will be coming soon…

(links to the stories above) ⬇️

RivalModel!Gaz

Ex!Ghost

Author!Price

PoliceForce!141

BONUS

Outcast!Soap

(P.S.the link for the ghost story and the gaz story are the same, just scroll down and you’ll find Gaz’s story, thanks! Also I would suggest reading the stories of the ones you find interesting before voting, but up to you. Okay, bye!)

written by: @sp0-t ©️

writer’s favs - model!gaz & author!price ❤️

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Your camera roll if you were married to…

KYLE “GAZ” GARRICK

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Your camera roll if you were married to…

CAPTAIN JOHNATHAN PRICE

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Your camera roll if you were married too…

JOHNNY “SOAP” MCTAVISH

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Your camera roll if you were married to…

SIMON “GHOST” RILEY