#Graves x Price

[loveindefinitely]

nsfw thirst feat. philip graves + john price.

okay but like. if graves wasn't a war criminal and all that.

imagine the absolute animosity between him and price -- the competition for control, the little digs at each other, the arrogance of graves going against the pure determination of price.

and then there's you.

graves, forcing your head into the sheets of your bed, hips in the air as he slams into you, aggressive and mean about it. dominating in every sense of the word, seething about how fuckin' good you feel, how much of a slut you are, how much he needs to be inside you.

and then price -- sitting there, hands clasped together where he's bending forward, arms resting on his thighs. he'd be glaring at graves, his expression softening when he'd land on your trembling body, your drool leaking onto the pillow, your desperate noises.

he'd be so nice to you, so kind, as if to shove it in graves' face that he was better in that sense. standing, price would gently lift your head from the shifts, thumbs softly brushing away your pleasured tears as he shushes you, telling you what a good girl you are, how perfect you're being. and you'd whine, moan, shaking for more, and he'd oblige.

price fucking into your mouth not too long after, abusing your throat, making you choke on his girth, all the while graves lands hit after hit on your ass, grunting where he thrusts into your warmth.

it'd be a competition, then, who'd be better. who'd fuck you just the way you need.

between graves' absolutely primal, ruthless way of fucking, and price's more purposeful, languid methods, you'd be an absolute cum-drunk mess between the two men.

and they wouldn't care -- not for a single moment.

a/n. oh my goddd graves has me in the chokehold tonight and i have NO CLUE why. but iomdsomjkmovj need them both an UNMEASURABLE amount y'all it's so bad

[captain-mj]

Every time one of the 141 bullies Graves for being the shortest, he starts talking about the advantages like the fact that Price can pick him up while they’re Fucking and suddenly the joke ain’t funny anymore

[escapedramatica]

"free use graves is good but what about free use switch price? takes care of his boys instantly whenever they need it, fucking them or getting fucked" - Anonymous

this honestly is not super heavy on the free use aspect I guess, sorry

[Ghost/Price, Soap/Price/Gaz, Alejandro/Price/Rudy, Price/Graves, 508 words, under the cut]

He gives as good as he gets, truly. They've never met anyone so dedicated to leaving them satisfied.

But more importantly, they've never met anyone so capable of reading their moods and knowing exactly what they need, sometimes before they even need it. Sometimes.

Never with Ghost, though. Ghost is practical, no one's as in-tune with what he needs as he is. So when he finds wherever Price is— office, bedroom, gym, conference room, rec room, it doesn't matter— and he slouches down in a chair right where Price can see him, long legs stretched wide, just waiting. Price is always quick to understand that Ghost expects him in his lap, fast.

Then he'll sit, impassively, as Price unzips his jeans and pulls him out. Price is confident, Ghost doesn't need submission or demureness. He wants Price to ride him, hard and fast, until Ghost cums and Price is left wanting. Ghost likes to sit back and relax while Price bounces himself like a living fleshlight, His only purpose is to make Ghost feel fucking fantastic.

Gaz and Soap are prone to seeking Price out at the same time. It's devious, how they like to sandwich him between them. They often bicker about how they want to fuck him, who wants his mouth, who wants his hole, who wants his dick.

It's not uncommon to find Soap pounding Price from behind, Gaz under him, just enjoying the ride. Soap is partial to spitroasting, just so he can lick into Gaz's mouth over their Captain's sweaty back. Price won't complain.

There are rarer moments, like when Alejandro and Rudy can swing a visit and make their way to Price's bed in the middle of the night. There's nothing like waking up to Alejandro blowing him, while Rudy warms a handful of lube. Those nights are long. The couple love to tease, especially while working Price open enough to take Rudy's entire fist.

He cums on himself at the feeling of Rudy's knuckles stretching his rim. Alejandro's hands tugging at Price's nipples just enhances the sensations. But that's not the end for him. They won't stop until both their cocks are snug inside of him, even if it takes until dawn breaks.

Graves' preferred method of torture was to summon Price to his office. He'll usher Price into his desk chair after telling him to remove his pants at the door. He'll coo about how Price needs to be so good for him. All Price has to do is sit still.

Of course, that's easier said than done when Graves sinks onto him. It's hard not to fidget or buck his hips with Graves' hole squeezing rhythmically around him. Graves doesn't do it intentionally, it's just that when he focuses on work, sometimes his body tenses without him even realizing. It's easier to relax himself and focus when using Price as a dildo.

When he gets done with his work, he orders Price to fuck him. On the chair, over the desk, on the floor, wherever.

How could Price deny?

[doodling-doodle]

Los Reyas De Las Almas, Ch.2

Rodolfo hadn't stopped thinking about what he saw... The Prince was in love with his personal guard. They had kissed...

They had to tell the Kings what they saw... they had to know

“Mi Estrella, there you are!” Alejandro called out when he saw Rodolfo in the dining hall in the morning. He wasn’t able to find him for a while, he was getting a little worried.

“I’m sorry, Mi Amor, I got caught up in a rush…” Rodolfo said as he walked back up to Alejandro.

“Are you alright?”

“I… saw something last night and… I don’t know what to do.”

Alejandro nodded, “We’ll talk about that later, alright? Lets go ahead and eat, get the celebration going again.”

Rodolfo nodded, and they went to eat while Alejandro kept an eye on him, seeing just how worried he looked.

“Mi estrella… Tell me what's wrong.” Alejandro said, holding onto him as they got to their room.

“I… last night, I was looking for Prince Kyle, His Lady and Sir Alex… He and Sir Alex were in the garden, alone, and…”

“No… You don’t mean…”

“They were dancing… they kissed…”

Alejandro blinked, sighing and pulling back, starting to pace.

“Do we tell the Kings?” Rodolfo asked.

“We should… But do we?”

“They deserve to know…”

“But their son and his love should be safe.”

“They would be found at some point anyway.”

Alejandro sighed, “Okay… Let’s tell them.”

Rodolfo nodded, “let's find them after breakfast is over… we'll tell them in the war room.”

As they went back to the dining hall, they saw King John and King Phillip going to sit at a table, Prince Kyle, Sir Alex and Lady Kaida sitting on their own.

“Your majesty’s.” Alejandro said as he and Rodolfo approached King John and King Phillip's table.

“Alejandro, Rodolfo. Good morning.” King Phillip said, smiling, “The festival last night was wonderful. I hope you enjoyed it.”

“Oh we did.” Alejandro said as they sat down, “I hope you were, as well.”

“Are you feeling alright, Rodolfo?” King John asked, “You look as though something is troubling you.”

“Oh… Well, I suppose something is… I’m afraid we need to speak to you after we eat.” He said, “I found something troubling last night… I think I need to inform you two of it…”

“What…?” King Phillip asked, looking so worried, “Is our child okay? His guard and His Lady?”

“Well… They are okay, but it is about them…”

King John and King Phillip looked at each other worriedly, then at their child sitting across the room.

After they ate, they went to the war room, where both Kings sat down, and King John immediately asked, “What did you see?”

“I…” Rodolfo started, taking a deep breath, “I was the one that saw it. I was going through the garden, I was looking for The Prince and Sir Alex, and… Well, i found them… They were dancing together. They… They were talking, but I didn’t hear them…” he sighed, sitting down.

“They kissed.”

The looks that the Kings gave him… shocked him. It wasn’t hurt, or anger, or sadness. It was panic. And shock.

He kept talking…

“They’ve clearly been together for a long time- That kiss was passionate. I-”

“You don’t need to say more.” King John said.

He panicked. He knew this likely couldn’t end well, he just was hoping that they wouldn’t let go of their son, that he would be safe in the end…

“You don’t need to worry, your highness.” King Phil said, “We know. They just don’t know we know. We don’t want them to know yet.”

Now they were the ones to be shocked.

“So… you won’t exile them?” Alejandro asked.

“Of course not!” King Phillip said, almost jumping out of his seat, “We would never do that! That’s our child and his guard. We couldn’t do that… I couldn’t do that. I can’t exile my son and I can’t execute his lover and best friend.”

“Neither could I.” King John added.

They weren’t too shocked. But what did shock them was the instant denial of it.

King Phillip sighed, “Gods… I suppose I never told you about my past, did I…?” He leaned back in his chair, looking down.

“No… You haven’t.” Rodolfo replied.

King John held King Phillip’s hand softly, sighing and looking at him.

“I… was wrongly exiled from my old kingdom when I was fifteen.” King Phillip said, “I was accused of killing my father… and exiled immediately, without seeing my mother and my sisters again… I was wondering for months until I found The Rose Gold Kingdom, and that’s when I met John… the rest is mostly history.”

Rodolfo blinked, “I… Phillip, I’m so sorry, I…”

“I never told you. How would you have been able to know? But… yes, that’s why I won’t exile either of them. I know what its like.”

There was a long silence, King John holding onto King Phillip softly…

“We will make sure that no one finds out about your child and his lover.” Alejandro said.

“Thank you.” King Phillip said, “We leave in about a week. Don’t seem suspicious, they might catch on to something going on…”

Rodolfo nodded, “We will make sure that no one finds out.” He said, smiling. 

“But they need to be more subtle.” Alejandro said, looking out the window, causing the others to go and see.

Sir Alex and Prince Kyle were in the garden again, and they were dancing together again, the guard gently taking his Prince’s crown off and holding it close to kiss him.

Rodolfo felt himself smiling softly, watching the two young lovebirds dance around in the garden, not a care in the world until Lady Kaida came to get them and they left the garden.

“We will get them married, even if they never tell us about this relationship.” King John said.

“It seems like they're very in love.” Alejandro said.

“Oh they are. It solves problems for us, so we’re going to let it happen.” King Phillip said, shrugging.

“We have more festivities soon.” Rodolfo said, “We should probably go out to the courtyard.”

The week went on, and before they knew it, The Rose Gold Kingdom had left at the end of the celebration.

No one had found out, even with the two young lovers not being the most subtle. If they were in a crowd, it just seemed like Sir Alex was instructed to be next to Prince Kyle at all times. Alone in a hall or in the garden, it was clear it was more than that. 

But King John and King Phillip were happy to just move along. It solved the problem of who The Prince would marry if they had to arrange it. 

Who were they to judge? They weren’t parents, they had no reason to say anything about how they parented their child. 

So they let it go. It just meant they had time to plan wedding gifts.

[cptbites]

shadow creature graves bothering price while he's working because he's just a mischievous little man

[konigsblog]

oh what about super patient graves with a nervous reader who's never been penetrated? 🤔🥹 feel like he would be all charm and ease you into it! 💕

his southern charm relaxing you, his thick accent against your nape made you wet, aroused. slowly teasing you and getting you ready for his girthy cock - fat breeder balls begging to be fucked into you immediately, but setting a slow pace for you.

hushing you quietly, his fingers stretching you out as he added a second digit into you, squirming and clenching around his fingers - a buttplug in your ass. him slowly pushing his cock into, fat and full and nearly about to cum at your tensing walls.

slowly getting faster, or having you ride him; setting your own pace whilst his hands were gently on your hips, nails grazing and drawing shapes on your naked body. smirking to himself as you cum infront of him, his own fluid filling you so nicely, your pussy juices soaking his soft abdomen.

[merryandrewsart]

:3>

[krowsnotes]

Captain Price x Commander Graves as 'Dangerously Yours: Masquerade' Lines

Pt.2

Graves: "If I betray you I betray myself"

Graves: "If I betray him I betray my country, my country is very dear to me" (referencing to Shepherd)

Price: "Dearer than I?"

Graves: "No...No not dearer than you"

Price: "Then, will you help me defeat him?"

Graves: "Help you? Defeat him?"

Price: "By telling me his plans, that's the only way I can hope to defeat him"

Price: "We can't both win, you see Graves"

Graves: "I'm... Beginning to see"

Price: "Then you will help me?"

Graves: "By giving you any information I may posses concerned our plans?"

Price: "Yes"

Graves: "You're very clever aren't you? Oh I can read you like a book now"

Graves: "You thought I was young and easily swayed, that you can make me love you and I would throw over my country, my duty, for you"

Price: "That's not the way the way to look at it Graves"

Graves: "You weren't so wise after all because you've lost you hear me! Lost!"

Graves :"You guessed wrong in our little duel of wits, you forgot how close hate is to love!"

Price: "You don't know what your saying Graves"

Graves: "You never loved me! You knew that I loved you and you used that!"

Price: "Graves stop talking like a child we're playing for countries now!"

Graves: "Yes we are! Aren't we?..."

And que the tf 141, los vaqueros and shadow company collectively gasping together because of the scene that was created

That was a wrap for this part see you all in the next one

[merry-andrews]

I couldn't decide which one is better so have both! Graves x Price ❤

[true-to-the-rp]

RP Request (Open)

Hi, Im Satan, Im 23 years old. Im looking for an RP partner for Discord (but can be convinced to RP on Tumblr never done it before). This is also my side blog for RP search, and probably looks terrible dont mind it. I dont have a computer to fix it.

I have fandom RP Ideas right now, and only do Canon x Cannon. I like Original stuff, and have a few original ideas but I have been craving some Cannon/Cannon action. There are some AU ideas for some, and Headcannons for the characrers Im playing. I'm open to work on a different plot or ideas that you have in mind, Nothing I writen for the character section is Set and Stone! Dm me - lord_satan_ on discord or on tumblr messanger

If there is another pairing you wanna do instead of the ones listed just ask! Even if there from a different fandom! I might be willing to rp them.

Information

Im 23

He/Her/Them

EST Time Zone.

I like making playlists for the rp, sending art of the pairings (not my own, I only draw clothing) and when Im really in the mood yammer about stuff.

I have moments where I go silent, sorry about that. I sometimes just not in the mood to chat.

I have Autism, and sometimes suck at spelling.

I RP mainly on Discord but I can be convinced to RP on Tumblr if you are comfortable with it.

I write in 3rd person

Canon/Canon Pairing Only (M/M)

Semi lit to Lit, depending on the partner.

Rules

Be patient, I sometimes forget or get busy with life. If its been more then 24 hours please ping me again.

Be honest, if you arent enjoying the rp, or getting tired tell me.

No 1st person

No one liner, Im looking for Semi Lit.

No Minors, 18 plus Partner (I want 21+, but Im not gonna be picky). If You lied to me about your age, and I find out. Ill ban you.

Limits

Nothing with Eyes, Im down to clown withgore (cause I have two killers in this list)

Dont jump to sex please. I want build up.

No R*pe in the rp, the person can be sexually herrassed and it can be a thing that happened to the character in the past. But no R*pe in the rp.

Fandoms, Bold and coloured are character I can play!

Persona

Akechi Goro × Kurusu Akira

Akechi and Akira are from the same school/collage, and both are rivals. Enemies to friends to Lovers.

CoD | Call of Duty

Horangi x Kongi

Horangi has been a big fan of a ex porn star, unknown to him that star works right next to him and Kongi is clueless that he is big fan of Horangi music when he was an idol. (Based of a Fanfic I read)

Price x Graves

Graves didnt want to betray the group but he had to, for his young daughter. Group unaware of this, even Price someone he was having a romantic relationship with. (Am Open to other stuff turn to page Soup x Ghost (x roach?) for AU ideas if you don't wanna do this plot)

Soap x Ghost (x Roach?)

Monster AU, Camboy Au, Streamer AU, Flower shop/Tattoo Shop Au, Mermaid Au, or anything

South Park

Butters x Kenny

Theres a rumor that Choas has crated a formula that could give people superpowers. Making heads turn. Enemy to lovers.

Tweek x Craig

Collage AU. I dint have a detail plot idea, but open to discuss stuff for these two!

Evil Within

Sebastian x Ruben "Ruvik"

AU: Ruvik is a doctor at a hospital, he cares for his younger brother. Sebastian as a daughter who lways in and out of hospitals cause of her health. (AUs and Other stuff Welcomed if plot doesnt interest you)

Outlast

Eddie Gluskin x Waylon Park

I dont really have a plot idea for this one, open to suggestion and AUs!

You made it to the end, perfect. Hit me up with headcannons for the character you wanna play, Im so down to discuss Plot and Themes, also send ne your Triggers and No Nos.

[modernwarfared]

i dont judge ships at all but graves x rudy and graves x alejandro are SO funny to me. graves x price even. whenever i look at them i just see this

image is from becky sloan’s instagram ^^

[captain-mj]

Werewolf Price being hit with pheromones and they expect him to go feral or be evil but really he just herds everyone up and bumps heads with Ghost and grooms Gaz and fucks Graves until he can’t take it anymore safely outside of the sights of everyone else

[escapedramatica]

"(I need you to know that I regularly reread your trans!Graves/Price fic, because I find it so goddamn hot) okay but Graves being someone who’s super prone to crying during sex, just because that’s how his body processes the stimulation. And is super embarrassed by it, because he’s had partners think it’s strange or get all worried that they’re hurting him. Vs Price, who just thinks that Graves looking so goddamn pretty when he’s crying on his cock (even better: Graves, whose used to it being a shameful thing, trying so hard to keep himself under control and not cry, versus Price, whose trying so hard to make Graves’s control crack so he can watch those pretty eyes fill with tears)" - Anonymous

Thank!! you!!! That was such a self indulgent fic I'm still shocked anyone even enjoyed it lol. Ooooooh this could interesting in so many ways. I love the thought of Graves being mortified but simultaneously so turned on by his own embarrassment.

(194 words, below the cut)

Price knows how prideful and stonefaced Graves is. He's seen how cocky the other man is in the field— and he has every right to be. But Price still feels this sadistic sense of accomplishment when he's got Graves under him, trembling and sniffling, trying in vain to get his tears under control.

Price likes the way the sheets turn dark as the tears roll off of Phillip's face. Loves the way his tits bounce and his toes curl while Price pounds him, because he can't hold his little tits still and cover his face at the same time. And Graves' urge to wipe away his tears and sling an arm over his eyes and mouth always wins out, the feeling of crying like a little bitch ever-so-slightly more humiliating than the shameful feeling of Price oggling his chest.

Price is too kind to demean him outright, but the way he pins Graves' hands against the bed is telling. Given the options of watching Phillip's pussy greedily take his cock or watching the way the tears clump to his lashes before they run down his reddened cheeks, Price will choose his tears any day.

[frogchiro]

Maybe an unpopular opinion but a domesticity kink + dry humping is one of the best combos out there EVER

Like imagine this big, strong, burly man like Price or Simon or Graves being absolutely wild and soft for you, the pretty housewife that drives a man crazy♡ All soft curves, nice ample breasts and soft, broad hips with a pretty floral apron tied around your waist as you cook a nice hearty mean for your tired man and greet him with that beautiful smile of yours :((

It honestly would make them soft, desperate, hating the idea of being even a second longer away from you, all pent up and horny so they just cling with their big, rough hands to your hips and they can't helo themselves but thrust their quiclly hardening cocks against you, effectively humping you like an animal in heat but even your soft whines that you need to finish their dinner doesn't stop the man; he needs to fuck, needs to be close to his girl♡

[doodling-doodle]

Doodle

Where is part four of He's Not Dead But Still Gone?

Doodle

It's time for angst again

It's been a minute!

I will say... this is the last part, and y'all are finally getting a happy ending.

Don't kill me for waiting for so long.

It had been about two weeks since they got there. Since Kyle saw Dad for the first time in years.

He still wasn't sure about it. He had frequent calls with his therapist to stay calm, Alex was talking with him, admitting that he was also struggling with seeing him again.

Lilith was also helpful, offering to come down and see him, spend a few days with him. He was considering it. Just to get away from it for a few days

This was the first time he spent more then a weeks with the whole 141 since his and Alex's wedding. He wasn't sure how he felt about it, especially with not even seeing Ghost and Soap for more then a few days a year in the last seven years. But, it was nice seeing them. He missed them and they missed him.

But... His dad just seemed like a husk. He was there. He was him. He was how he remembered mostly. But he didn't remember him.

And he was more broken every time he looked at him.

But, every night... He would be on that bench by the water, and John would come out with him. To talk with him.

He was slowly realizing that he did want to talk to him. He did want him back in his life.

Alex was right. It was fine... Even if they didn't have the same relationship as they did before, it was fine.

He wished he didn't doubt him. Why did he in the first place?

Now he was going back to the hotel room, in near tears, because he was scared if Alex would say anything, get mad at him for doubting him.

He remembered his break down from years before, when everything was at it's peak, when he ended up in a mental hospital for a week after wreaking their room on base, giving Alex bruises in the process. Alex had told him what had happened that day, even in not great detail... but it was enough.

Alex was trying to hold him still, stop him from taking another picture frame and breaking it, from hurting either of them. He had punched Alex while getting out of his grip, and then ended up breaking another frame, smashing it on the desk and sending shards everywhere.

Alex radioed Laswell to get medics, who ran in and forced him down to sedate him, then took Alex to the med bay with him to treat his wounds.

He remembered being put into the car to go to the hospital, looking out the window to see Alex watching the car as it left the base. He cried his eyes out, not even able to say goodbye to him before he was put in the hospital, not having his phone to contact anyone. He would sit in his room, sobbing in his freezing bed, hugging a pillow and trying to pretend it was Alex.

He remembered being released, and being escorted out of the hospital, seeing Alex leaning on his car, bruises and stitches on his arms. He had started sobbing there and then, then bawling as Alex pulled him into his arms.

He said "I'm sorry." too many times to count.

Alex said "It's okay." too many times to count.

He always remembered it. He was scared about it happening again. He was scared about Alex's reaction if it were to happen again...

He shakily went into their hotel room, Alex just getting ready for bed as he walked in, turning to him and smiling softly.

"How'd it go?" He asked

"U-uh... fine. Still not remembering anything but he's at least it's... something."

"Good. Anything else? About anything?"

"No..."

"Your shaking."

He hated how eagle eyed Alex was sometimes.

"What's going on?" Alex asked, holding his hands softly.

"I-I... I didn't believe you..."

"About Price?"

He nodded, tearing up again as Alex pulled him to the bed.

"You were hurt, baby. Badly. You were left with thinking that he didn't love you anymore. And you couldn't bare seeing him. I don't care if I was right or not. I just care if your okay. If your happy. I don't want you to have another breakdown. Seeing him... has probably brought up more things from those years then before. You are so strong for seeing him, even if you weren't expecting it. I don't care if you didn't believe me. Because you thought it was too wishful. And I don't blame you."

Kyle nodded softly, a little relived, but still sobbing and shaking, "I'm sorry..."

"Kyle, look at me." Alex said softly, and Kyle looked up, tears running down his face.

"You don't have to apologize. Just... happy that it went better then you thought it would."

"I-I don't want to go back to the hospital..."

"You won't." He softly kissed Kyle's head, holding him close and laying him down in bed, "Go to sleep, baby. We can... talk about it when your calmer."

He managed to fall asleep. Laying in warmth, Alex holding him in his arms and him wrapping himself around Alex.

He was safe... He was home.

The next day...

John sighed as he woke up, Phil still sound asleep in bed next to him.

He always liked to look at Phil in the light of the sunrise. His hair would turn golden, his skin would glow, and when he would open his eyes, they would shine so beautifully...

Phil talked about all that was going on while he was in a coma... God, he wished so many things went differently, so many people wouldn't be hurt... Kyle wouldn't have left. Maybe.

He could have walked him down the aisle.

But wishing would do nothing... He just fucking wanted to tell Kyle, but... whenever they were on the bench, it would only be thirty minutes.

But maybe tonight... Tonight he would tell Kyle the truth.

"Your thinking." Phil said, making him look back to the bed, seeing him sitting up slightly, "What's going on?"

"I need to tell Kyle..." He said, sighing.

"It'll be good, John. He just wants you to love him."

"I know... I'm just worried about him. He's not the boy I remember..."

"It really shattered him, John. He's gone through a lot of therapy to even get to this point... And he had to have even more appointments since that day. Three times a week for the first few years, Alex would take him to a rage room at least once a week for months... Knowing that he's still your son, that you still love him. It would either make it better or break him. But you won't know until you tell him."

John nodded, sighing, looking back at Phil as he picked up his phone, seeing a text from Alex.

"Alex and Kyle are getting breakfast downstairs. Johnny and Simon are with him. You wanna go and find them?"

"Yeah... Let's go."

Breakfast went fine, they were talking about the weddings and everything. John's memory got brought up, which is when Kyle got silent.

"You alright, Kyle?" Johnny asked.

"Yeah- Yeah sorry, just... zoned out for a second." He said, and perfectly on cue, he got a call, "I'll be back." He stood, picking up the call from Lilith and walking out of the dining area in the hotel.

Alex sighed quietly, but decided to say nothing. Kyle was not in the headspace for dealing with anymore stress. But it was probably just Kaida checking on him.

Ghost decided to change the subject back to the wedding, which was in two weeks.

It just... Had to go right. Hope for the best.

Kyle seemed a little distant for the rest of the day all the way to dinner.

But he still went out to the bench to wait for John.

"There you are." John said as he walked up, sitting next to him, "How are you?"

"Fine.. You?"

"Been fine... Can I ask how you... know Simon and Johnny?" He was just... trying to see what life Kyle had come up with. If he had at all.

"Well..." He paused, clearly having to think about it, "Alex and I did some work with the 141 a while back. While you were in the coma."

"You kept in touch?"

"My team has... connections. When it comes to gear and weapons. Decided to keep in touch in case they needed anything... ended up becoming friends."

"I assume that said 'connections' are classified, though?"

"Very."

"Understood."

Kyle sighed, looking back out to the water. He wasn't wearing his mask anymore, at all around him, which he thought was a good sign.

"I, uh... I wish I met you earlier, sir." Kyle said, "Your a very good captain. A good man..." He was tearing up, and it made John tear up too. But he didn't see it.

He didn't want John to see it. To question it. No matter how much he wanted to say, "Dad" he didn't. He knew that it would make it worse again. He didn't want to go back to what it was seven years ago.

But... then John spoke.

"Kyle... Please look at me."

No. He was dreaming. This was a joke.

"Gaz. Kyle. Look at me. Please."

This was a fucking joke. A cruel fucking joke.

But he looked over slowly, seeing John looking at him genuinely.

"Son. I'm sorry. I'm sorry it took so long for me to remember you, I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier. I didn't know where to start. How to tell you. But... I remember you. I finally looked at the pictures you left me, two years ago. I remembered everything. Phil had the pictures of just before Alex proposed to you... I'm sorry I never walked you down the aisle. I'm sorry I couldn't be at the wedding. I promised I would, then I never did... I knew you never wanted to see me. So I never reached out. No matter how much I wanted to..." He sighed, looking Kyle in his tear-soaked eyes.

"All I want... is for you to know I love you. That I remember you. That I want you at Phil and I's wedding. But if you don't want that. If your don't want me in your life. I will not force it."

He started sobbing, shaking his head in disbelief, "Dad...?"

"It's me, Kyle... Your my son."

He started crying, jumping into John's arms as he cried his eyes out.

His heart truly started to heal, after so many years.

"Dad...!"

"It's me... It's okay, my boy. I'm here now. Your okay."

He just cried so hard until he couldn't anymore. John held him for so long, even after he stopped crying.

"I'm sorry, dad..."

"You don't need to be."

"I-I was so fucking cold to you..."

"You were hurt. By me. I hurt you... so bad."

"I-"

"Kyle. No. You don't need to be sorry. I promise. All you need is to tell me what you want. Do you want me in your life after the wedding or not?"

"I-I want you! Please, dad, please- I want you in my life!"

"Then I'll be here." He said, pulling Kyle's face out of his shoulder, wiping the tears off his face, smiling, "I'll be right here. You'll be at the wedding... Right?"

He nodded frantically.

"Why don't you bring Lilith too? I'd love to meet the woman."

He sniffed, "I will..."

"Good. Now... Why don't you go off to bed? You can calm down, get some rest, and we can let the others know, okay?"

Kyle nodded, finally pulling away from him, "G-Goodnight, dad..." He said, standing and going back to the hotel.

He tried to make it look like he as okay before he got to the room, shakily opening the door.

"There you are- Baby?" Alex said, quickly standing when he saw that Kyle's eyes were so bloodshot, and his face was wet with tears, "What happened- Are you hurt?!"

"No-No...'

"What's going on, baby?"

"D-Dad... Dad..." He sobbed again, falling into Alex's arms, "Dad remembers me...!" He said, crying into Alex's chest, "He remembers us!!"

Alex was hit with shock and relief so fast that it gave him whiplash. He teared up himself, smiling softly, "Good... Fuck- that's great..." He said, kissing Kyle's forehead, "That's... Fucking. Amazing." He shook his head, sobbing as he took both of them to the bed, holding onto Kyle as they both cried.

Kyle was just exhausted from crying. He was crying so hard and for so long, and it was just so done with the day, even if this was great news.

"Let's just... get to bed, okay?" Alex asked, "We can... take care of the rest in the morning. Talk to Price. Tell the others..."

Kyle nodded, and they both laid down, holding each other as they fell asleep, finally happy and enjoying being there.

The next day...

"Holy shit." Simon said when he checked his phone, "John told Kyle last night."

"He did?" Johnny asked, a little shocked.

"Kyle texted me earlier. John told him everything last night. They're all talking about it right now."

"You think he and Alex are okay?"

"I'm sure. Probably just shocked..." He sighed, "Come on, let's go get breakfast."

They were alone for the first few minutes, but when the others finally came to see them, Kyle was genuinely smiling for the first time in a while.

It was... finally okay. They wouldn't be back in the 141, but, they finally started to be a family again.

It was okay. They were all okay.

They could all heal a little more.

Kyle had his dad back. and he didn't want to lose him again.

Ever.

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Shadow Creature Graves seems like a gremlin. He takes things and hides them. He took Ghost's mask and hid it in Soap's room to stir up trouble. Everyone is getting annoyed and ask Price to deal with it

hopefully the formatting looks ok :<

experimenting with short writing stories, wrote this in class LMFAOO

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Price was already having a bad morning.

His coffee mug was constantly being moved everytime he placed it down, and he always heard a faint giggling from the action. Gaz had complained to him that the sugar and salt were mixed up and ended up with sugar on his eggs. Alex had also complained that he found plastic spiders scattered across the bathroom. Now, Ghost and Soap were arguing amongst themselves, supposedly about Ghost’s mask missing and was conveniently in Soap’s room, and everyone near was well beyond annoyed to some degree.

Of course, Price knew who was the real culprit, he wasn’t stupid and had put up with Graves’ antics before but now he was messing with everyone else. Graves could be anywhere at any time so Price couldn’t exactly just track him down and confront him about it. He would like to take care of the issue when it first started but instead, he found a peculiar black fluffy cat resting by an open window in his office, the sun’s orange rays sinking into the fur. Its eyes opened at the sound of his footsteps, staring at Price with a mischievous glint in its eyes.

With a sigh, Price placed down some files he had in his hand on the table, “fun morning today?”

The cat’s whiskers raised before sitting up and disappearing into a cloud of black mist, the fog disappearing to reveal a blonde man with a scar on his left cheek. On his head, neatly sat a pair of black hazy antlers and twin black deer ears on either side of his head. There Graves sat in the open window frame, a smug smile across his lips.

“I had nothing to do while the base was asleep,” Graves smiled. “You know I can’t enjoy closing my eyes to rest as much as you humans do, Captain.”

Price’s lips straightened as he moved closer to the shadow creature, hearing the soft jingles of Graves’ tactical gear and gentle thuds as Price was sure the deer-like man’s tail was going for miles, “you know you could always do your little tricks on me, just would prefer if it wasn’t anyone else who was the victim.”

Graves frowned, “it’s getting boring around here, John. I don’t know what to do when the base is inactive.”

Price thought for a moment before gently grabbing one of Graves’ antlers and directing the man to look at him, “you know, you can always sleep with me, love. Stay in my bed until the sun rises.”

There was a stutter, a pause as Graves’ face took a moment to register before a blush appeared, his ears lowered with his face heated. Price chuckled, watching the shadow creature lose composure with the more rapid sound of equipment jingling from the back of Graves. The solid antler dissolved into mist while Graves moved his head away before reappearing as solid once it was no longer in Price’s reach.

“Sounds like a fair trade? Getting to lay with me until sunrise in exchange to no longer mess with my crew?”

“Okay.”

“Good boy.”

“Shut up, John.”

“I think it suits you.”

“Shut up.”