#CoD Naga

[jollybone]

Old COD Cold War sketch dump feat. my Bell Andrik, Naga, Stitch, Perseus and Adler

[vasyandii]

Wip

“All the way in Russia, huh? I guess all that running benefitted you, Phayvanh.”

[angelusmortis77]

Here some work sketchs of Naga and Kitsune thanks to a friend on tumblr (@breadtheend )

#codnaga #callofdutycoldwar #codkitsune

[whisperingexecutioner]

Kapano “Naga” Vang renders II by Mike Curran

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Source: Original high-res versions here.

Love playing as Naga in multiplayer and zombies, he has the best snarky lines~

[ojiisan01]

N: Holy shit, Stitch. You make me Un poco loco on the crotch

[hedgehogsaretheultimatelifeform]

Kinktober 2022

Day Two: A/B/O

Vikhor ‘Stitch’ Kuzmin/Kapano ‘Naga’ Vang

This is NSFW, Minors DNI.

Thank you.

“What’s up with you today? You’ve been much quieter than usual.”

“I know.” Stitch mumbled as Naga rested his chin on Stitch’s shoulder. Naga tutted, silencing what Stitch was about to say next as Naga pushed his nose against Stitch’s neck, inhaling deeply.

“I knew it.” Naga caught Stitch’s hand as it came up to push him off, stroking his thumb over Stitch’s palm. “Your heat’s coming on early.”

“Of fucking course it is.” Stitch muttered, leaning back against his Alpha, who was still inhaling his scent.

“You should have told me.” Naga pulled Stitch’s collar down, his lips searching Stitch’s skin as he went.

“I wasn’t actually sure, until we were in the meeting. By then it was too late.”

“And being around a bunch of dick-measuring alphas didn’t help.”

“No. It didn’t.” Stitch’s sigh hitched into a groan as Naga kissed his scent gland. “Fuck, Alpha…”

“Still love how this looks on you.” Naga kissed the bite mark he’d left on Stitch’s skin almost a year ago now, sending a shiver down Stitch’s spine. “You should wear it out sometime.”

“Only if I can give you one.” Stitch shook his head slightly, fighting the urge to fall limp in his Alpha’s arms.

Naga laughed. “We’ll see. Let’s go.” HE stood up, using his grip on Stitch’s arm to pull him with him.

“Go?”

“Got to get you somewhere safe and comfortable, don’t I? Be a shitty Alpha if I didn’t take care of my Omega.”

Stitch nodded and got up to follow Naga up the stairs and back to their room. Naga got in first, shutting the curtains against any prying eyes, then shoving Stitch onto the bed.

Stitch swallowed as Naga’s hand closed around his throat, holding him down as Naga climbed onto his lap, squeezing his thighs around Stitch’s hips. Naga dug his thumb into Stitch’s scent gland as Naga removed his gas mask, forcing a whine out Stitch’s mouth as Naga tossed it aside and kissed him. Stitch groaned, trying to let the tension drain from his body as Naga’s scent overwhelmed him. He inhaled deeply, but all that did was make him want more, so he went in search of it by grabbing Naga’s collar and breaking the kiss as he dragged his Alpha’s head to one side.

“You letting yourself go, Omega?” Naga teased, gripping Stitch’s throat tighter, pressing the other hand against Stitch’s chest to feel his hurried breaths.

“Yes.” Stitch got out just as he pressed his nose to Naga’s scent, closing his eye as his head spun.

“Good. You’re coming up quick.” Naga murmured, pressing a kiss to Stitch’s temple. “You’re still tense, though.”

Stitch let his head fall back, trying to regather his muddled thoughts. “About tomorrow-”

“Oh, you won’t be going anywhere tomorrow. You’ll be here, with my dick in your ass, fucking enjoying yourself.” Naga pushed Stitch’s face back into his neck. He wasn’t about to let Stitch fuck up his own enjoyment of this by thinking about work.

“The meeting-”

“Wraith and Knight can handle it.” Naga dug into Stitch’s scent gland again.

“But-”

“And if they can’t, I’ll have them look after you while I’m out.” Naga pulled his face up, moving Stitch away from his neck before the Omega got any ideas about biting him. “Got it?”

“Got it.” Stitch exhaled heavily as Naga cupped the right side of his face, watching Stitch’s pupils dilate as he relaxed, his scent coming off him in waves.

“Careful, Omega. Don’t want everyone else to catch you smelling this good.”

“I need you, Alpha. You said-”

“I know what I said,” Naga kissed him again. “And I meant it. You impress me, I’ll let you make our marks to match.”

Stitch sighed. “I’d like that.”

[the-white-moon]

*Naga tastes jellied meat.*

Naga: what is it made of?

Stitch: chicken feet, cartilage, brain bones, ears and tails.

Naga: .... FUCK

[writer-of-various]

Erika: Quit being a mistake.

Naga, drinking his feelings away: I'm trying!

[milolov3nutella]

I got my iPad back so I made a small quick comic heh

[jollybone]

my HC is that Stitch is fine in every climate and isn’t very bothered by any weather. Naga on the other hand... not so much.

click for better quality

[vasyandii]

Uncle Vang

Nak was raised by Naga was because his sister, Nak's mother, wasn't able to take care of her despite her best efforts. So instead he took her in at 6 months old. He was a bit better at taking care of her, sometimes his men had to help out with the task.

[angelusmortis77]

Ahhh I'm so glad to see other NagaxStitch artwork, I find them very inspirational for me to draw more of them.

Thank you @OjiiSan01 💖😊

[whisperingexecutioner]

Kapano “Naga” Vang renders by Mike Curran

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Source: Original high-res versions here.

Love playing as Naga in multiplayer and zombies, he has the best snarky lines~

[yeenybeanies]

this was funnier in my head, but it’s funny here too

[ojiisan01]

I really love how it turns out

[hedgehogsaretheultimatelifeform]

Kinktober 2022

Day Fourteen: Love Bites

Vikhor ‘Stitch’ Kuzmin x Kapano ‘Naga’ Vang

This is NSFW, Minors DNI.

Thank you.

“Stitch, what are you-” Naga leaned back into the bedroom, wondering what was taking Stitch so long. “There you are.”

Stitch was standing in front of the mirror, fiddling with the black cowl he’d yet to put on.

“Admiring yourself?” Naga slipped up behind him, kissing one of the marks that he’d littered across Stitch’s neck only a few hours before.

Stitch grunted. “Everyone’s going to see them.”

“That’s the point,” Naga kissed another one. “And, you like them being seen.” He turned to leave again, stopping as Stitch grabbed his shoulder.

Naga looked up to see a glimmer in Stitch’s eye as he looked at Naga over his shoulder.

“Not so fast. It’s your turn.”

“Hey-!” Naga protested as Stitch caught him in his arms, dragging him over to the couch. Stitch pulled Naga onto his lap, one arm braced around Naga’s hips, the other deftly pulling the collar of his shirt open. Stitch’s kisses were hot and hard on Naga’s skin, starting on the back of his neck, then round in a line, making Naga’s head roll to the side even as he fought Stitch’s grip.

“We’re already running late Stitch-”

“We won’t be late, unless you keep struggling.” Stitch murmured, barely bothering to lift his lips from Naga’s skin, finding a spot that made Naga sigh before sucking.

Naga hit Stitch's arm a couple more times before giving up, sinking into him, tilting his head back onto Stitch’s shoulder, Stitch rewarding him by moving his hands to grip Naga’s thighs. Stitch was patient on every mark he intended to leave, kissing each one as it came up, pushing Naga’s head up and onto his other shoulder, repeating his process.

The care with which Stitch’s lips moved made it easier for Naga to relax, the entire process being more calming than he’d anticipated. Certainly, the opposite to how he’d done Stitch's neck up, with Stitch tied up and blindfolded, each touch making him hiss. Naga found himself almost zoning out, until he had to let out a shocked gasp.

“Did you just bite me?”

“Yeah.” Stitch kissed the bite mark on Naga’s shoulder, lingering for a moment before lifting his head back up to admire his work. Satisfied, he kissed the back of Naga’s neck, then stood up, pulling Naga back to the mirror.

“See?” Stitch pulled Naga’s collar back, making sure to show the full extent of his work. “Now we’re matching.”