#bottom kyle

[jxckyx3]

I FEAR THAT I ATE ON THIS DESIGN (⁠ ⁠˘⁠ ⁠³⁠˘⁠)⁠♥

Fandom: South Park

Ship: Kyle harem

Top(s): Cartman • Kenny • Craig • Tweek • Clyde

Bottom: Kyle

AU: The Stick Of Truth • Fantasy

Setting: Kupa Keep Kingdom

Type: Fluff

Warning ⚠️: The chapter that you're about to read contains swearing, racism, mention of war and death, and other mentions or situations that may disturb, trigger, or offend the viewer. Reader's discretion is advised.

[yuzusfinest]

“Bruce Wayne is a bottom even with the ladies” i say into the mic. the crowd boos. I begin to walk off in shame, when voices from the back speaks and commands silence in the room. “He’s right!” 2 people says. I look for the owners of the voices. it's Selina Kyle and Clark Kent

"that's factual information, I heard him behind the doors" someone added, the crowd were confused as to where the voice came from, but once they found the source they all screamed in excitement and applauded, it was Jason Todd going down from heaven to make the announcement

[dcoraclestan]

I can’t believe DC has confirmed Bruce is a bottom 3 seperate times.

[sleep-0-deprived]

Sirens touch~! (Kyle Garrick x male siren reader) 𓊝

WC:.2.1K

Tags: pwlp, anal sex, sex on a boat, monster x human, pheromones used as drugs, fish anatomy mentioned, bottom male reader, seduction themes, siren songs, handjobs, neck biting, blood mentioned 𓇼

A/N: this one is for @creepy141dollie hope Y’ like it, forgive if M’ descriptions of sirens are inaccurate, this was jus my thought process <33

Taglist: @kimisbunny @asher-is-hotxp @silvern1006 @unstab1eperson2 @yyuinaa @dewday1 @blond3ang3l @creepy141dollie @m4r13ll @ihavezeropancreas @sooobiinn @just-ignore-them @fuckingmxonlight @nightwinglover101 @chasingknives @littlelilithsposts

𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆟𓆝𓆟𓆝

The air was fogged over and cold- rigidly so, you could almost taste the salt in the air when you breathed in the mist. Kyle wasn’t happy about this in the slightest, the moment price caught wind of makarov supposedly hiding somewhere across the sea, he had the whole task force on a ship on the ocean waters, that included Gaz too. Gaz walked around on the deck, he’d peek his head over the rails and stare into the nearly black abyss of water— god he could only imagine how cold that water must’ve been.

His eyes slowly widen when he sees something beneath the sheets of liquid, it was probably just a dumb fish swimming around. Garrick wasn’t made for the waters nor did he like them, sea sick was the only thing he ever got from it— and was that a person laying on that rock?…oh god the sea must be getting to him.

“I don’t see how sailors manage”

Gaz diverts his gaze to the passing soap, walking by and across the ship watching the other end- like what he was supposed to be doing but something felt off he couldn’t explain it, it all felt weird like bugs churning around in his stomach. He’d just cut it down to the waves giving him motion sickness.

“Are you gonna make it there gaz?”

He nearly jumps when ghost sneaks up on him standing behind him with his mask on letting his gaze pierce through the other male.

“You shouldn’t be so damn quiet- you’re gonna give someone a heart attack these days”

“Relax, I was just gonna ask if ye wanted to swap tasks- ye go to the lower deck N’ keep an eye out”

The man’s British accent creeping through his words only making Gaz sigh and nod, making his way down to the empty deck, his body felt a reaction the closer he got to the waters almost like something compelling him forwards. When the rock he had seen earlier came into view he could’ve sworn he saw a man with H/C hair laying there with a deep blue webbed ear. Before he knew it he felt his chest ache at that sight- why did he feel so much need over a man that probably was a figment of his lonesome imagination.

He leans against the rails, blinking once and frowning when he sees nothing on the rock, he almost feels sadness as the disappearance but before he can mourns it a hand is placed up on the ship from the loading area a few feet from him.

“Who’s there?!”

His voice rings empty in the fog, you slip your way up onto the deck while laying sprawled with a little grin. Tilting your head over almost like a curious cat— you weren’t used to not having your tail but you’d make having legs work. Gaz was practically lovestruck standing in his military gear and yet he felt just as defenseless as a common man before a gun.

“Aren’t you just a mean one?”

Your voice was angelic and he knew that you knew that, the way you slithered up on the deck like some serpent ready for its mean had him in a state of pure lust looking at you— Gaz was a weak man and the years of solitude without touch only made him weaker. Your prime prey, you liked a sweet man who was good at heart but had desperation— you could feed off the lust in his eyes alone.

Gaz started approaching you almost in a trance but you haven’t even used your song on him yet, this was pure free will.

“What the hell are you— a damn talking fish?”

“I’m not a damn fish— I’ll have you know I’m a siren”

You hiss your words at him growing irritated with it all, reaching your hand out to grasp hold of the man and pull him down with you having him beneath you on the deck. your body nude and cold from the see, your cock pressed flat down on your thighs while you click your tongue slowly tracing your cold fingers over his skin, humming your own siren song.

“Fuck, what the hell are you doing”

“Don’t pretend you don’t want me, everyone wants me.”

Your hands grip his shoulders speaking statements not questions, your cock was stiffening up when his bulge pressed to your plush cheeks almost giving it a friendly greeting making you push back down against his clothed member, Gaz’s hands roam down grabbing your hips instinctively gripping at the flesh with vigor while he stares up at you in a glossy eyed trance watching how your hands slid off his shoulder down his vest and to his cargo pants, pulling them down with a thud when you undo his tack belt letting it fall on the deck.

Your nails were sharp and pointed leaving chills on his thighs when your nails graze over the tip of his cock having it all wet and coated in pre cum when you finally get it out of his boxers. Your eyes narrow slightly glowing under the dim fog of the late noon sky, the ship rocking back and forth against the waves having Gaz feeling completely under your spell when you hum against his ear and press your lips to the side of his neck.

“God you’re…”

He wanted to say so many things in that moment but his lips quivered and stopped, all men acted that way— you couldn’t count the number of sailors who uttered those exact words to you. Gaz felt different you didn’t want to lure him into a seductive demise, you actually wanted him all for yourself.

“I already knoww~”

you hush him silently with your lips pressed to his Adam’s apple rubbing your sharp teeth to the flesh feeling tempted to just take a bite out of him. Your hand plays with his cock stroking the base and rubbing your thumb flush against the under side of his tip, right where you knew it was most sensitive.

“O-h fuck you’re good at this”

Kyle’s moan comes out strangled like a half laugh when he takes a gulp for the first time in his military years feeling nervous by something that looks so frail, your skin practically glowed sticky from the salt in the sea having your damp body in his lap feeing your bare ass on his thighs making his half lidded eyes just stare at it, he only looks away when he feels the sharp pain in his neck— you just bit him?

“Mhm, you just taste good enough to eat”

“Oh fuuck”

His groan just make you smile having his blood over your teeth like a fresh candy coating making your slit pupils dilate, licking up the blood off his neck leaving him with the mark of a siren when you aim his cock between your wet cheeks, grinning at his expression when his eyes clamp shut from the cold feel of your skin pressing to his manhood. You rock your hips back and forth letting go of his cock and reaching up to his jaw and gripping it tight while you lay hunched over him pressing your bitter and blue lips to his mouth kissing him- making him taste his blood off your tongue while he lays on his back on the deck.

“You want this so bad don’t you?”

“…yes…”

He mumbles mindlessly under you just staring you blankly in the eyes, his lips sloppily responding to yours with your cock standing barely stiff leaning a small pearl of pre cum with your blue webbed ears looking almost like a fin when they flick back and forth in satisfaction. His cock head rubbing between your cheeks and all up and down your crack rubbing against your twitchy ring of muscles.

“Tell me you want inside me- tell me now”

“…I want you, I wanna be inside you so bad”

Your mouth nibbles at his neck some more littering it in red marks having blood smears on his skin while his hips buck up under you making you let go of his jaw when he hisses from how your nails dug into his skin. Gaz presses into you slowly pushing his way inside of your vice, being a siren producing pheromones and natural lubricant around your rim, your holes weee designed to take— you were a being of lust- a Adonis of sex in every way but the name.

“Fuckin, please-“

If it wasn’t for how desperate Gaz was in this moment he may have passed out of humiliation, he hated the way his voice cracked when he begged for you sitting desperate with his cock half inside you prodding its way into the bunny tavern trying to spread and spear you open on his dick, you sit in his lap having your mouth latched on his feeling his moans muffled by your tongue when you bite on his bottom lip leaving little drops of blood mixing into the shared spit.

“Think you may be the biggest man I’ve taken in a very long time sailor”

You lift your hips up and slowly lower them back down on him while you let your hand find its way to his shoulders digging your nails through his gear and clawing a hole in the back of his shirt leaving marks on his rich skin. Your rim milks out the pre cum from his mushroomed head having his hands trembling on your hips while he pushes his spit down your throat.

“I’m not a damn sailor— I’m a captain”

His words come out strangled beneath you when he pulls his lips, tearing them away only to gasp for air. Your nails dig harder letting out soft moans when his cock rubs your prostate just right making you feel warm shrills up your spine having you feeling in a state of euphoria when you ride the man.

Your eyes creep back and you grow slicker around his cock taking it with ease, Gaz lets out heaved gasps beneath you. Not having fucked anything in a few solid years due to his job, his orgasm is on edge but he does his best to hold back not wanting to come too quick but boy if your insides weren’t practically begging it out of him right now.

“Stop or I’ll—“

Before he can even finish his sentence your hand creeps up off his back and over his mouth hushing his groans when you feel his cock start pulsing inside you reaching his high and flooding your insides with his semen leaving a warm feeling inside your ice cold body.

“Now you’re gonna be good and help me get off right?”

“Y-yes ofcourse”

He nods his head when you hum your song to him not even giving him time to come down from his orgasm when you remove your hand off his mouth and reach to the hand off your hips when you guid it down to your hardened cock, letting out a hiss when he touches the base. Gaz slowly starts stroking your cock and giving it a firm touches under your tip.

He starts stroking your cock a little faster gripping the base with your cock leaking a mess in his palm having you instinctively pushing your hips back down on his cock with the semen inside

“I’m getting close”

Gaz starts stroking your cock faster making you arch your back getting closer to edge with his hand snaking off your hips to your ass giving it a squeeze in time with his strokes. Pre cum starts oozing drink you all down your shaft making a mess when your voice cracks and your orgasm rushes over you, you grip his shoulders tight with your

“Oh fuck—“

“What is it fishy? You’re actin like this is your first orgasm”

You sneer down at him frowning when he says that, ropes of thin liquid shoots from your tip leaving stains on his gear. Your chest raises and falls rapidly practically glowing with your eyes rolling forwards to look down at him under you, sitting on top of him on the ship, you slowly raise up off of Gaz, semen starts oozing out of you and onto the ships deck, your rim twitches all puffy.

Before Garrick could even say anything to you, you were gone. The water flashed and it was like you were an imagination? Your figure lurked under the water then disappeared into the fog, sirens were never known to stick to one prey forever.

“Gaz? Mate what’re you doin?!”

There stood a flabbergasted soap, his mouth agape standing next to price with their eyes focused on a ruin captain kyle Garrick ‘Gaz’ laying covered in come with his pants around his ankles laying on his back, his cock limp and his eyes lidded clearly worn out.

[gomzdrawfr]

i....I GOT MORE KITTY AU STUFF....

also yes @panchulien they do take naps together

[6azia]

Task-Force 141!COD twt-links

— content. just some twitter-links + head canons about y’all favorite time together.

— azia's notes. I’ve been working on too many projects at one time but trust me, there’s gonna be a post-dump soon, so have fun <3

Price

- after a long day of work price sometimes doesn’t feel like doing much, so you ride him till he sees stars

- sometimes he would come into your room late at night to take his reward for finishing his paperwork:

Soap

- he will probably fuck you anytime and everywhere. he doesn’t care you two are on a mission right now and that others were in the other tents besides you two

- just some off-duty fun with the barracks bunny while price is commanding them around while stroking his dick lazily:

Ghost

- he may be silent but still can make you scream with every little trust:

- it would be unimaginable passionately, sleeping with him. the way he treats you sometimes makes you forget that it’s only temporary. and the fact that he doesn’t wear his mask in the safety of his room makes your heart always flutter and wish the moment wouldn’t end:

Gaz

- gaz always has too much energy late at night and you will gladly help him anytime

- for him it’s just so natural doing it with you

sometimes they all together take rounds as a bonding time on Y/N:

[burstinn]

THE EVERY GAY MANS DREAM READER

TALL, BUFF, BIG BOOBS AND ASS everything

Can't find no good pic for this so..

This post includes:Ghost, Graves, Price, Soap, Nikto, Riptide, Krueger, Konig, Alejandro, Rudy, Gaz, Horangi, Makarov, Velikan, Keegan, Roach. In that order

Yes I wrote all those, yes because I haven't written in a while

Notes:

- NSFW and SFW (Bottom male and top male reader mentioned)

-since y'all like the big buff n' tall male reader, made him bigger and taller basically mixed everything I wrote about male reader, tall, big buff, big cake, big boobs it's like a package in one this will probably be the last of this type of reader since running out ideas. It was hard making original headcanons 💔💔.

-Omg I haven't written in a while so like this might get idk boring?

- Yes again headcanons,you're favs

- strictly MALE READER not Gn rn

- readers age is ambiguous but if you can't think and want an age for reader my thinking is somewhere near late 30s or early 40s

- Some of the HCS have where y'all ain't in a relationship some HCS have y'all r in a relationship

- these headcanons definitely are mischaracterized but let me pretend for a bit 💔💔

- Tiktok got to me now I have brainrot language, so Trigger warning wooohh braiinroot

- can't believe this post was long enough to make my phone lag just a lil bit

- When he first saw you of course he was 😦😧😮

GHOST

- Like okay overkill, like you're taller, buffer and probably have a huger cock??? (Something he can investigate.. For purposes..)

Like you also got smoobs?? A plumpy ass??

Like save some for the rest Jesus 😒😒

- Nonstop staring secretly ofc, You be like in a room then you feel someone staring just to see Ghost somewhere in the corner of the room. You can't tell if he's staring or not but being that you are in an empty room.. Yknow it's kind of obv--

- BUT if you are not in an empty room you will not shake off the staring I mean holy shit look at you like 😨😨🍑✋

- You can literally hear him breathing heavily under his mask like how can he control himself when HE a person who is supposed to be looked up to literally and figuratively now has to look up at YOU?? do you know what does to a person??

-That's right it makes them freaky..

-Probably jerks off to you too

- I mean who doesn't want to get railed by a 7 ft tall man? Especially ESPECIALLY when you've been the supposed dominant person your whole life??

- OMG immediately Cumming to the thought

- I mean he won't mind topping you it also drives his own ego seeing a dominant man get absolutely wrecked, imagine the begging and whining

- plus he won't mind being the person who feels protected not always doing the protecting like 💔💔 he wants to feel protected too 😞

GRAVES

- Immediate gay awakening

- thinks making his western accent more prominent would make you think he sounds more hot

- Will dress up as a cowboy and will will ask (beg) you to do it as well

- because you know.. Hat thing.. Riding.. Graves grabs your hat puts it on his head or Graves grabs his hat puts it on your head, either way one of you is riding something and it ain't a horse

- because of the amazing quote on who ever came up w/ that is "save a horse ride a cowboy"

- Graves is obviously the type of guy to look at your ass and whistle maybe slap it, nah definitely slap it

PRICE

- He thinks of you like a bear

- like You're soo- big and cuddly? Definitely intimidating

- I mean you're near the same age bracket so it's not bad to have some.. Thoughts right?

- You're definitely hairy underneath or not but pls be he wants pubes to tickle his nose

- if you don't have a beard for reader then he would KILL to see have a beard like aughh perfect bear look, if you have a beard immediately cumming(/j) or (not /j)

- Like imagine you and price who are basically like bears like parent bears and and you the other 141 boys are like your children 🥺🥺

SOAP

- DEFINITELY became more gayer

- errrmmm.. Like his eyes are BASICALLY near like chest height

- bumping into you and his face touches your chest like omgg.. Such an accident 💔💔

- Obviously flirting about going to pound town

- like imagine You and Him? In a relationship? Having the most feral sex??? Like it's obv jokes (it's not)

- He would also do anything to see a big man whimper like a little bicth slut, who wouldn't want to see a demon of a man roll his eyes back and whine like a wheoeororoe❤, I mean if he tops I'd imagine him saying "cmon you're a big boy ain't cha'? You can handle a few more inches". While you are also getting the malevolent backshots.

- He would also want a big strong arm to man handle him as he takes the most vigorous backshots known to man

- Have you ever thought or seen a very tall wall like 10 or 11 ft high and you being you, Soap asks (demands) for you to carry him on your shoulder because he wants to see what's over the wall

NIKTO

- intimidating guy and intimidating guy typa relationship but your not in a relationship.. Yet.

- watch him watch you

- shows off his knife collection to you, yes I think he has a knife collection and he will show it to people that he wants to impress (he wants to get freaky with you)

- I like to think if he strips off the gear he gives the most desperate kind of touchy hug, to those he feels close with of course which is you

- lucky you

RIPTIDE

- Offers to teach you how to swim yknow just in case

- there is none, he wants to see you wet

- tells you to wear a white shirt and shorts because its Essential for training, it's a lie he wants to see the water wet your clothes making it stick to your body.. Yknow the white shirt showing whats underneath and the shorts outlining what package you've been hiding even though you weren't really hiding it

- He gets too distracted, the others are too, he forgets how to teach you

KRUEGER

- indefinite eye contact while your doing it

- likes staring into them, if you get shy and look away he will grab your jaw and make you have eye contact with him

- angry fierce ahh eyes

- he's an emotional grumpy guy, rip off his mask and aggressively kiss his face

- He wants the after sex laying on the chest while the other is rubbing their head, goes both ways.

- trace his tattoos and compliment them the bedroom will be locked the whole day, trust 🙏

KÖNIG

- The same as Ghosts

- Imagine being the one to get carried instead of the one carrying

- König would definitely come up to you and ask to be carried while you kiss his face multiple times❤❤

- Imagine how hard he gets because you have to look down at him to talk like HNGRHRRGGGRGRRR

- Definitely likes giving you homemade arts and crafts gear because you know.. The headcanon where König makes his own gear and what if he does it for other people too as gifts💔

- likes seeing you wear his mask it makes him imagine what people see when they see König definitely a change of perspective. He can see how intimidating you are and he gets hard.

ALEJANDRO

- will definitely compliment you in Spanish when talking about you with other people even when you're in front or behind him.

- I mean you don't understand Spanish right?

- if you don't, you're oblivious and only just watch curiously on what he's talking about. Buuut but but if you do understand you don't tell him you undeestrand this thing literally feeds your ego like Alejandro thinks of you this way? 🥺🥺

- Thigh riding type of guy idc who thigh riding

RUDY

- everytime I look at him he looks like a soft vanilla type

- I know he's a strong guy but look at him

- He wants soft sex 😞😞

- He also likes being complimented if you whisper a praise to him when he's doing ANYTHING. Imagine the babies you'd both have together.

- He likes toddlers and babies and if you do too a plus for him,makes him fall even more 💯💯

GAZ

- One time he Got injured and was sitting on the floor and then He saw you running towards him he simultaneously screamed in fear and how hard he got

- Likes to style your clothes, If he was off the military right now he really really likes fashion and if he sees you.. You can't fashion and he sees you wearing.. That, He's appalled, horrified, mortified I'm over exaggerating. But he is now in charge of your fashion now, But if you do know how to style you both will share tips with eachother. You can share different tips too ❤❤

- drags you in his barracks and strips you of your clothes except shorts.. And he's telling you this because he wants to "style" you.

- We both know damn well that's an excuse to get the boombayah freaky on.. He's just to shy to tell you upfront or he thinks it's fun to tease you like that before you get freaky

HORANGI

- gets freaky..

- Like he understands the women who get all giggly and nervous when they see a big man who can destroy them (ignore König 💔)

- is definitely not above thigh crushing, boob crushing, face sitting he'd do all at as long as it's you

- Like one time he pretended he broke his leg and won't let anyone else carry him until you came, acting all princessy and shit as you carry him bridal style to the medics

- He felt like a prince omg

- will definitely get on you and treat your real life size anime men boobs as a squishy toy

- How long is it and will he be able to take it??? Who knows he will find out!! Basically searched how long can someone's cock be if they are built like a god and is 7ft tall in Google

- someone gotta tell me Horangi's height and basic Google searching ain't doing it for me I'm too lazy to search for one line of a spicy headcanon line mb

MAKAROV

- You're basically ascary dog he owns

- You're tall and intimidating

- You can get information out of people quickly

- And he's not above telling you to torture anyone with a strength and body like yours

- most of the time you get the info done and folded

- Makarov uses you for intimidation and strength buuttt if you ever THINK of betraying him he already has a plan to get rid of someone like you

- Can and will turn you into one of those supersoldiers

- Will make you murder people right in front of him for entertainment and will rewward you!

- you know what reward it will be, Because when he asked what reward you wanted you got a bit to freaky you thought you be dead rn but nah he agreed actually he seems to enjoy it more than you do..

VELIKAN

- He's the dog in this one have you heard his voice?? Rough as hell imagine hearing him grunt

- Sounds cocky as hieeeellll too

- Would definitely like showing off to you since he wants to look cool in front of you

- Like you seen velikans skins?? Definitely wears the best ones to show you he can not only be a trained assassin But can also dress cool as hell

- If you compliment him it like makes his day, will not stop thinking about it

- Like a cool person complimenting a cool person like him? Ego boost (It's him feeling gay)

- This guys definitely a smoker (headcanon!!) Because voice sounds like he smoked 100 packs in 1 day and doesn't drink an ounce of water /jk I love him he's so hot.

- So if you want a smoke he purposely hides the lighter saying.. 'Oh no I asked someone elses lighter.. I don't have mine right now' or like 'my lighter ran out of fuel ohh

- So you have to put the cigarette in your mouth as you touch it with his cigarette to light ur own that type of trope 💫💫

- If you're not a smoker he will try his best to not smoke in front of you will use fresh mints to hide his breath of smoke

- after sex he will want a smoke, outside he goes or you both share the one cigarette

KEEGAN

- is it wrong to want to be choked by a big buff meaty arm?

- yknow the tiktok thing where girls put a ribbon on their boyfriends arm and the girls just put their face in the middle as their faces get squished??

- Yeah he wants that but gay

- will try to compare dick sizes even though yours is OBVIOUSLY the superior one!!

- Heads or tails on who's bottoming tonight

- Would like to be wrapped around your arms if you are hugging or sleeping keeps him warm

- Especially when it's snowing will force you to hug with him. ESPECIALLY when your in a mission and your in the tents he will definitely force you to hug it out with him

ROACH

- remember the other tall HC where the reader wasn't taller than König

- yes roach does the same thing here.. He's crawling on you like a tree

- If he wants a kiss instead of asking he crawls up to you and kisses you

- definitely likes to sit on your shoulders as you walk around, he feels tall like that

- this is like a distance relationship 💔💔

- Likes it when you bend over to talk to him also when you bend over when youre doing sum since it's slappable opportunity

- because bent over = double D cake will be slapped

- How will it fit? By the power of friendship of course!!

- probably more of say gex desperation but you get it

- Obviously switch switch

[starboye]

how i imagine team 141 would react to you putting your hand in their pants to warm them up

gaz would get all giddy at using him as a sort of portable heater, closing his thighs tighter on your hands so that you can warm your self up

price would pick up and sit you on his lap so you can fully warm up you know, not just because he wants to feel you hands more rubbing on his warm thigh but just so he can return the favor in warming you fully

soap would be horny in a tenth of a second, the moment he feels your hands slip past his waistband he's getting hard, sliding his bulge against the palm of your hand until you notice his need

simon would act all tuff on the outside but under that mask he's grinning ear to ear and when you try to pull your hands out he closes his thighs to keep you there

(idk if this is shit or good so im just gonna post it)

[reds-skull]

Had the passing thought "what if Gaz had long hair" a few days ago and I just had to draw it

(Actually obsessed with 'hawked Gaz...)

[mogwaisonmars]

[jxckyx3]

@pencilsrconvi

WE LOVE STYLE HERE 💚💙

Smut • Highschool au • Style

[rodolfoparras]

Thinking about being the second option’s second option.

Pairing: Male Character x Top Male reader

cw: 18+, power dynamics, age gaps, blowjobs, riding, dom!male reader, sub!male character, unrequited love, love triangles, jealousy, possessiveness

You wouldn’t otherwise be on his radar, maybe you were much younger than him, maybe he was your superior and you his subordinates and anything beyond a professional relationship would be highly inappropriate or maybe you just weren’t his type.

But God you had tried to approach him and many times at a - a subtle comment here and there that could mean more if he just followed up on it, a longing gaze or a light touch that he promptly ignored or played off, you’d even mustered up the courage to fess up your feelings one time only to get rejected immediately.

He was interested in someone else, or at least that’s what he had said when you confessed and that had been enough for you to completely back off.

A week later or so and you saw him with that very same someone in tow. However you’d quickly realized he’d been tasked with patching up wounds he himself didn’t cause because it was so blatantly obvious that the person in question was in love with someone that wasn’t him. He’d been blind to see or didn’t want to see and even though you had in mind to tell him you’d stuck to the promise you made yourself, and stayed away from him.

However it hadn’t been long before you’d been assigned the very same task- patching up wounds you didn’t cause for the man that had rejected you once.

He showed up with tears in his eyes and a couple of drinks in his system begging you to make him forget. You rejected him at the spot told him to come back when his lips didn’t taste like gin and tonic.

You didn’t think he would come back but he did and soon you had your all too good superior down on his knees, warm wet mouth eagerly sucking you in like he’s been waiting for this opportunity

But you weren’t easily fooled you knew the eagerness wasn’t for you.

Although his eyes were locked with yours you could see the distant look on his face, clearly imagining someone else in your place but none of that mattered not when his lips were stretched taut around your cock, not when he’s got his nose buried in your sweat damp fringe of curls and your cockhead is hitting the back of his throat, and not when you could taste yourself on his mouth when you finally slotted your lips together

But it didn’t end there because he’d continue to show up whenever the wounds reopened which was rather often. Not that you minded , not when you had the older man bent in ways that had all the joints in his body aching in protest, one hand fisting his salt and pepper hair the other clawing the sheets while fucking himself harder, deeper onto your dick

Harder faster more please he sobs into the sheets, a name that isn’t your own neatly tucked in between the begs and pleas, eyes squeezed shut as if he’s imagining someone else in front of him

But you couldn’t care less not when you’re the one who gets to feel his walls clenching down onto your dick, not when you’re the one who gets to lick the tears away from his cheek not when you’re the reason he’s cumming in such way he hasn’t done in years.

And while you lay there wrapped up in white sheets basking in the afterglow of your release, you watch the way he hastily puts the clothes back on his body, ever so determined not to spend the night.

You were no fool, you knew what type of relationship you had, you were just here to patch up his wounds and nothing more than that.

Besides you were nowhere near his type at least if you were to compare yourself to the men he approached at bars yet you were the one to have the bigger man pinned beneath your frame, strong body bent in half and practically skewed onto your cock, deep baritone voice reduced to wails and whines as he begs and pleads for you to let him cum.

[thegnomelord]

Locker-room jokes

CW:NSFW MDNI, FTM reader and Gaz, frotting, oral, first times, masc terms (cock, cocklet, bottom growth) this is based off a post I saw somewhere and a talk I had with @embry-garrick . Author isn't trans so tell me if this sucks lol

Guys comparing dick sizes in the locker room is a joke as old as time. You'd never considered entertaining it as it always came off stupid to you. . . yet here you are.

The locker room is thankfully empty except for you and Gaz, the silence buzzing beneath your skin and leaving you awkwardly shifting your weight from one leg to the other. It's not like you two haven't seen each other naked before, God knows some of the communal showers on different bases were little bigger than shoe boxes, but the expectation to do more than just catch a glimpse — that makes you feel naked.

Agreeing to this had been easy, but now that it came time to put your words were your mouth was you realize you were too arrogant; You can't quite make yourself meet Gaz's gaze, eyes flickering from his face to the darkened lines beneath his pecks, to the sparce trail of body hair that disappears down beneath the towel wrapped around his hips before returning to his face, your cheeks burning.

"Oh, is someone nervous?" Gaz shows you mercy by sauntering closer, gun calloused hands finding their place on your hips and thumbs slipping beneath the towel's hem. "Scared you're not going to be able to rise to the occasion?" His voice has a teasing lilt to it as he snickers at his own words.

You open your mouth to speak but you're forced to bite your tongue when Kyle presses against you, chest to chest and skin to skin. He tilts his head back, your noses brushing together. "You know," His lips brush against yours, just a ghost and a promise something more should you listen to him. "You could just quit while you're ahead and save yourself the embarrassment."

Even the miniscule sensation of his lips on yours leaves your body wanting more, your ribs aching to be wrenched open so he can hold your heart in his hands. Damn tempter.

You ignore your body's wants, the knowledge of him testing you making something burn in your chest. "In your dreams." You repeat the same words that got you into this mess, the words that awakened his competitive streak.

You mimic him by gripping his hips and clutching the towel barely hanging around him. But there's a small tremor in your hands, anxiety nibbling on your nerves — You're treading new ground, the furthest you two ever got was drunken make out sessions and heavy groping in bathrooms or broom closets or Price's office that one time.

Kyle doesn't mention the tremble, your actions earning yourself a pleased grin from him. "Ooh, aren't you arrogant." Which is good; it wouldn't be fun if you were a wet rag about it. Kyle's fingers shift to skirt across your sides before gripping your towel tighter. "Tell you what, we take them off together, yeah?"

"Aren't you thoughtful." Your words make him grin, but you nod your head. "Fine—" You grip his towel, the muscles in your arm tensing. "One, two, three-"

You barely manage to say the last number before Kyle yanks the towel off your hips and tosses it carelessly on the nearby bench. You scramble to do the same, your hands suddenly your mortal enemies as you stumble around a bit while you feel his eyes on you before you manage to take his towel off.

Gaz knows he looks good, he's proud of his body, but the way your eyes travel across his frame — from his face to his chest, following the happy trail of sparce hair down his abdomen to his groin where the neatly trimmed pubic hair accentuates the length of his bottom growth— has blood rushing to his cock, has him feeling high as a kite.

He looks you over up and down, both to see your embarrassment grown and because he's pleased by what he sees. His eyes settles to your groin where a bush of hair partly obscures your own bottom growth, glancing between you and himself. "I reckon I'm bigger."

Something about the way he says it, like he's a jaguar that just caught a cayman, sparks something inside you. "Only because you're smooth as a baby's ass." You growl and push a hand between your bodies, trapping your cock between two fingers and spreading them slightly so it's fully on display. "I'm bigger." You can't help but press a chaste kiss on the tip of his nose, some of your arrogance coming back.

Kyle tries not to, but a pleased noise escapes his throat — you're definitely bigger, at least half an inch if not more. He's not willing to admit defeat that quickly, but fuck, the change in your attitude is a major turn on.

"Cheater." The accusation would be far more hurtful if he didn't press himself closer, one hand holding your shoulder, the other sliding down to hold his cocklet. "Just gotta-" But he doesn't stop there, slowly stroking the length of it between his fingers, thumb swirling across the tip. "-I'll show you big."

"Now who's cheating?" You snark, using your free hand to hold Kyle tightly so he doesn't lose his balance. You don't stop him, mesmerized by the way each languid stroke has his cock chubbing up a bit more, slick easing the glide as it glistens across his flushed flesh.

"You started it-hah!—" You pick the moment to grind your groin into his, the tip of your cocklet roughly grinding against his and forcing a small punched out noise from his lungs.

"Whoops." You grunt, pleasure starting to simmer in your veins as you grind your cock against his again. "Sorry, just needed to get the right angle." Your tone makes the lie obvious but you can't be bothered to make it sound believable, the combination of shifting of your hips and the slow movement of your hand as you stroke yourself at the same tempo as him has lightning rushing up your spine. "I'm still bigger than you."

"Bastard!" The curse morphs into a short laugh and finally into a moan that bounces off the tiled walls, his head tilting forward to place a sloppy and disorganized kiss on your cheek. Kyle pants against your skin, leaving crescent shaped bruises on your shoulder from how tightly he grips you. "Hold on, I just have to-" He moans again, rocking his hips to meet yours that has the sensitive heads of your cocklets bumping together. "-fuck- fuck- just, give me a minute it gets bigger."

"What's wrong Kyle, failing to rise to the occasion?" You have no idea how wet that smug tone of yours makes him, but with how obscenely loudly his slick squelches against his fingers, Kyle's sure you'll figure it out soon. "Here, let me help you."

It's Kyles turn to be surprised when you push him into one of the stalls, his back meeting the cold tiles of the shower. "What are you planning?" He grunts, a yelp escaping him when you suddenly grab his thighs, picking up and bending him nearly in half until your head's cradled between his thighs and his cock's inches away from your mouth. The years of gymnastics makes the position possible, the numb pain of muscles deep in his back stretching making the pleasure so much sharper.

You blow cold air across his sensitive cocklet, watching it twitch with need. "Relax, just getting a better look." The way his thighs shake when you lick a slow stripe up his cock has your mind buzzing, the needy sound that breaks past his lips sweet as honey to your ears. "I'm gonna help you get as big as you can." It's hard to look away from his cock but you force yourself to look up at Gaz, resting his cocklet against your lips. "It's only fair."

"You-" Whatever he wanted to say next is cut off when you take his entire cock in your mouth, resting it on your tongue for a few moments before you suck. "-oh fuck!" His hands scramble to find purchase on your shoulders, gripping your hair as he hunches over, his mouth right next to your ear so you can head a moan leave him — deep and low and so desperate.

It makes you want to pull more of those sounds out of him. And you do — sloppily slurping on his cocklet for a few seconds only to pull off to lick it, alternating between slow strong swipes of your tongue across his entire shaft to small kitten licks on his tip. Occasionally you pull off entirely to blow cold air across it, keeping him teetering on that edge of pleasure, silencing the sounds of discontent with a few swipes near his hole before taking all of him into your mouth to repeat the cycle.

You don't know what's more intoxicating; You feel yourself grow drunk off the slightly sweet and musky taste of his slick that runs down your chin, the image of his abdominal muscles fluttering and thighs shaking from the building pleasure in his belly burned into your mind, Kyles babbles of "Yeah, like th- fuck, fuck, fuck- that- pleas-hah—" and calls of your name broken by moans and whimpers like the song of angels.

You feel him get closer to the edge, or at least you assume so by the way the grinding of his hips into your face grows erratic, your name being the only word that still clings to his brain as he chants it like a mantra, his fingers shaking from how tightly he grips your shoulders.

Kyle makes a sound like a wounded animal when you suddenly pull off, "-no-no-nono!" He cries, hips still bucking into the air with the need to tumble over the edge of pleasure, tears staining his cheeks as he manages to force out a weak glare. "Wh- why w-gh!- why?"

"We still have to compare." Your voice is rough like you'd been gurgling shards of glass, holding him steady as you lower him enough to wrap his legs around your waist, pressing your bodies together until you're smushing him into the wall.

He doesn't complain as the sudden move has your bottom growths rubbing against one another, and only now do you realize your body is as desperate as his. "Y- ah fuck- yeah right." There's still that fire in him, but now he uses it to grip the back of your skull and mush your lips together, ignoring the taste of himself on your lips. "Just-shit mh!- move."

Kyle's heels digging into your flank makes you rock forward, grinding your cocks together. Your slick mixes together, your pubic hair sticking to his skin and tickling the sensitive flesh of his cock with every thrust. He openly moans into your mouth, licking in and around your open mouth, trying to clean off the slick staining your skin but only making a bigger mess as spit now mixes with his juices.

Kyle feels like he's burning up, like he's just a puddle of please — the pace you set is rough and your kisses are sloppy and desperate and it feels like Heaven. Gaz wraps all four limbs around you tightly yet he still gyrates his pelvis to meet yours, every nerve in your bodies feeling like a live wire as pleasure builds and builds until it's ready to spill over.

"Fuck- Kyle-" You grunt, your fingers leaving bruises on his flesh, his back sliding up and down against the tiles as you increase your pace, every brush of his flesh against yours banging on your skull. "I'm -mhm- close."

"Mh- me too-" He slurs against your lips, kissing you until both of you are gasping for air. "please-please-please-love- make us cum, plea- ah fuck!—" Kyle shouts as his orgasm finally crashes into him, toes curling and head tilting to bite your shoulder in an attempt to silence himself as he cums, hole fluttering around nothing and cock throbbing as slick runs down his thighs.

The pain and pleasure comes for you a second later, you grip him so harshly you can feel his bones groan as you cum too, your hips grinding together to prolong the mind numbing pleasure, your teeth finding his shoulder as you bite down as well.

You don't know how the Hell you're still standing by the time you come down from your high, every muscle in your body straining like you'd just went through a suicide mission. Kyle's no better, shaking like a leaf and completely boneless in your arms, panting into your neck.

You kiss the bite mark you've left on his shoulder, gently bumping your head into his to gain his attention, "Kyle?" You ask, "Are you alright?"

"Fuuuuck lovie," Kyle groans, barely able to lift his head enough to give you a sloppy kiss on the cheek. "That was good." His fingers idly scratch your scalp, the low rasp of his fucked out voice makes your cock twitch half-heartedly but you're too worn out to get aroused again. "Remind me to blow you when I can feel my legs again."

Yeah, he's alright.

A small laugh breaks past your lips and you give him a similarly sloppy kiss. "I will." Somehow you manage to sit down on the floor, Kyle laying on top of you, as content as a spoiled cat.

"Just so you know." He whispers into your ear, his fingers slowly sliding across your sides, thumbs rubbing lazy absentminded circles into your skin. "I want a do-over of this contest." He grins, and fuck, you can't get past how handsome he looks like that. "Maybe in my room, yeah?"

You can't refuse. "Yeah."

[sleep-0-deprived]

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A/N: these are some personal depraved thoughts of M’ own >:3

Simon ‘ghost’ Riley

Jus thinkin bout Simon usin you like a personal fleshlight tha first time he has ya, his hand grippin your head hard N’ shovin it down into the rough cramped cot of A’ bed. His hips are brutal- fuckin your hole so hard hittin your deepest parts makin ya roll your eyes into the back of your skull. Ya nearly choke on your own tongue when he grounds himself deep into you with his mask pulled up just enough for him T’ shove his face into your neck a leave wet bite marks.

Jus thinkin bout Simon gruntin into your ear all lewd, things so gross N’ vile you’d shiver- tellin you “fuckin good for nothin but a hole T’o use S’ what you are” his accent peakin through. He reaches a rough hand back to hold your chin upwards til your neck hurts N’ you’re all teary eyed. He’s a man so deprived a feral he needs T’ leave you so fucked out that ya full unfulfilled without his cock inside you.

Just thinkin bout Simon who is utterly cruel to your body cause he thinks “you can take it, all ya do is take cock so ya atleast gotta be good at that right?” This man will mock ya. He will pull his cock out once he finishes an leaves ya without cummin simply because your job S’ to get him off. But he won’t let ya leave- nuh-uh. You’re gonna stay a let him hold ya through the night, layin collapsed on top of ya like a big O’l grizzly, his body crushes your but he won’t let ya escape him.

John ‘soap’ Mctavish

Jus thinkin bout soap bein tha most wild of tha men, fuckin ya in the weirdest positions- spread eagle N’ all. Sex with him feels like one real long porno that ya find on some dark sight. He bites ya hard. Not just your neck but your thighs N’ chest too. You’ll have big red marks around both perky nipples from him an tha whole task force knows it was that crazy bastard that left those marks on ya.

Jus thinkin bout soap havin ya bent in half, makin ya hold your knees bent up an spread wide so he can devour ya- he’ll do it in an open space like an old couch in tha base, his hair messy his chin covered in drool. One hand on your cock squeezing it so hard an orgasm can’t leave your swollen tip. You’re a mess- ya hole S’ loose from tha continuous fuckin it takes from tha bulky team, when he does let ya cum he milks em out of ya, load after load hitting yer tummy til you’re coated in your own seed. Your hole sopping like a wet cunt from his tongue while he gives ya back handed compliments. “Look at this pretty cunt, always eager ain’t it?” Or “damn such A’ pretty sight seein ya coated in all these fluids”

Jus thinkin bout havin your face shoved into his armpits— I mean he jus got done from trainin an every time after he’s done with ya, you seem T’ love burying your face in his chest so ya must love his scent right? This S’ his reward for ya- for doin so good In yer new position as Barack’s bunny- now you’re takin in his musk. Revelin around in his scent like some whore an he loves it all. He loves how you crave his smell- how ya like tha scent of him alone- I mean at the end of tha day you only need him- he’ll make sure T’ give ya enough

John Price

Jus thinkin bout John makin ya blow him under his desk after a’ long day- he was goin through hell from dealing with soap N’ ghost am now he jus wanted to unwind, his head tilted back givin tha occasional grunt N’ groan letting the palm of his hand rest on yer head. “Doin so good, you improved since the first time baby” those words egg ya on T’ do better, your tongue lickin under tha head of his heavy cock- right where it was most tender. You were like his fuckin therapy- he was a changed man after a night spent with you.

Jus thinkin bout John makin ya cock warm him while he does paperwork- you ain’t allowed T’ move those perfect hips until he’s done, if ya are good he’ll fuck ya spread open on his desk like A good boy deserves. If ya start gettin all bratty on him an purposefully tease him, clenchin yer hole around his base or buckin yer ass down on him then he’ll wear a condom. He won’t let us feel tha warmth of his seed inside ya- if he’s feelin nice he may let ya beg for him T’ take it off an he just may listen. Oh how he does just love stuffin yer insides plump with his baby batter.

Jus thinkin bout John havin tha nicest aftercare, he’s all sweet N’ tender with yer used up body- he’ll clean ya up N’ chat with ya like he didn’t just ruin you for tha next task force member. He chats on about plans against graves while ya jus lay fucked out N’ still in your own lil daze. Yer rim twitching full of seed with his hairy chest pressed T’ yer back makin sure yer warm under his blankets. He presses sloppy kisses T’ faded bite marks left by tha other men, cooing out in yer ear bout how “they shouldn’t be so rough with ya like that, boy” he speaks like he doesn’t get feral with ya himself !

König

Jus thinkin bout König bein a total perv towards you! It’s always tha quiet ones they say. He’ll steel yer army provided briefs. He’ll fist his cock with em if yer to busy to take him. By far the gentlest of tha men if nothing but cause he fears literally breakin ya. His hips jut forwards fuckin yer boxers til a creamy load stains tha fabric, he imagine your ass or mouth takin tha load. He loves seein his cum on ya, doesn’t really care where jus as long as yer painted in his seed.

Jus thinkin bout König makin ya ride his cock, he’s afraid of actually hurting ya. His cock alone is tha biggest of tha whole bases- everytime ya take it yer tummy bulges all bloated a swollen like yer in tha early stages of pregnancy..he’d like that- he wishes he could knock ya up- make ya his fully..he’d babytrap ya to him if only it was possible. For now his hands rest one on yer hip and tha other on your stomach, pressin down on the bulge inside ya with satisfaction when he sees you cum all over yourself hands free from tha pressure build up of your insides bein caressed by his large member.

Jus thinkin bout König bein a pleasure dom- all he wants as’ to please you a make ya feel so good. He likes cummin but you always come first, literally. He won’t allow his orgasm until he’s made you cum atleast twice. He needs T’ know you got all ya can take before he sends yer body into overdrive from his own pleasure, he’s an awkward man after sex, he wants T’ make sure your ok but he doesn’t like speakin much an tha mask always stays on until he’s been with ya enough times T’ feel fully ok with showin himself T’ you and when he does. That is tha most intimate moment ya have ever had with him. Tha sex that night was more of an act of lovemaking than fucking.

Kyle ‘Gaz’ Garrick

Jus thinkin bout Gaz bein tha most vanilla with sex, he’s not too rough or too gentle, he’s kind but not sweet- he knows how T’ work yer body an tha sex isn’t borin it’s just tame, he knows what he’s doin am he fucks ya tha most from tha front with one hand on your cock, stroking it in rhythm to his movements

Jus thinkin bout Gaz havin an obsession with yer chest. Oh how he loved T’ jus bury his face in your pecks after a long mission a just lick at tha buds til they were all tender N’ sore to tha touch. He’d suck at em with his hands gripping yer chest. Groping you like his life depended on it- grinding his bulge up against the cleft of your ass “fuck you taste so damn good- mh” he’d groan into the nipple he was nibbling at while his eyes looked at you in a daze.

Jus thinking bout bein in reverse cowgirl on his cock, liftin your ass up and down while he moans behind you nearly out of it from tha pleasure ya were puttin him in- his balls heavy jus ready T’ cum. When he does cum he loves cummin on that pretty lil arch in her back. He loves how his cum runs down the arch an all over yer perfect cheeks. Tha sight is heavenly..it makes his job all tha worth it if it meant he’d get to have time with you.

All of the men together

Jus thinkin bout tha rare occasion, the task force will fuck ya together- takin turns with ya when they all want ya so bad. Pent up from a mission in need of their bunny. You’ll be on your back- cocks surroundin ya to perfectly- price an Ghost between your thighs makin yer hole stretch wide an greedily swallow up the lengths with a bump in yer stomach from each movement, the outline of two cocks are visible but you can’t see- you have Soaps cock in yer mouth makin yer cheeks puff and yer lips wrap around him. Your lashes are coated in sticky cum from Gaz-

Jus thinkin bout both of yer hands used T’ stroke Gaz and König off, their loads shootin all over your chest and even face whenever König pulls his cock from her hand, givin himself a few thrusts an’ aimin at your face as a mark of ownership that made soap growl in anger with his cock down yer throat fuckin it harder until his load floods yer throat, makin ya swallow all tha thick release while he says “he took m’ load inside him first” only edging price and Simon between your thighs fuckin ya so hard your body gets fucked forwards- hand weakly clenching at Gaz’s cock while you pout.

Jus thinkin bout being utterly gone by the time they switch places, yer body coated in copious amounts of cum- it’s all mixed N’ messy an ya can’t tell who’s load was who’s anymore- yer cock weeps between your thighs an yer face S’ coated in your own tears an drool. “C’mon baby- stay with us- give us another” price would say T’ ya while he starts fuckin yer face with ghost in yer hand and soap fuckin between your thighs like a feral dog in rut. Followed by tha slow fucking of König. You could barely move an ya knew they were a long ways from done- they were gone on mission for a’ week! They had a week’s worth of orgasms T’ make up for.

[canidaefello]

They’d hard stare at each other in a diner like two aggro dogs and wait for the other to say some shit, benson asks if he’s gay or something, they argue over who tops, then simon says a homophobic slur and calls him a redneck, bensons rage gets triggered which leads to the fistfight, benson clips him in the shoulder with a bullet and THEN they fuck and part ways forever thank god

[6azia]

Guys just imagine being the barrack bunny for TF141. Every one would have another way with you, so it is a very exciting stay with them.

Price is a more relaxed one. He would be sitting in his office chair and looking up at you with a soft smile while patting his lap. You have been called often enough into his office that you know to get to work. He would blow a puff of smoke and joke, "Come here lad, I won't bite as long you don't ask me". It's always the same with Price, his mere presence makes you flustered as you position yourself between his desk and him, looking at his soft eyes. He lets you always take your time as you stroke his already hard dick with your finger tips. His hungry eyes would be focused on you taking the lower part of your uniform finally off. He would help you free his cock with a groan as he threw his head back enjoying his cigar after all this work. You put some lube on him and promptly moved down, letting his length be hugged by your warm insides. You stayed straddled on his lap and after some time he went back to his work while rolling his occasionally every time you tighten around him as a response. Sometimes he would give you his cigar as you two enjoyed your fleeting peace in each other's embarrassment.

Soap is quite wild sometimes. With you around he easily gets turned on but it’s most commonly while sparring against you. The two of you would be rolling around with you having your legs around his neck. The sensation of Soap's face against your crotch and extra blood pumping through your veins makes your member turn hard and Soap is getting a new purpose in the middle of your sparring session. With this new purpose he gathered his energy to get you on your back while pinning your hands. His teeth found your zipper and with one swift motion Soap was face to face with your clothed dick. Your legs loosened around him and he gave you a kiss on your already drooling tip, sending waves of pleasure down your spine. He let go of your hand as you let him go from your grip. You hastily set yourself free and already started to stroke feverishly. “Slow down mate, take your time” Soap would joke as he got rid of his bottom as fast as possible. A whine could be heard from you which quickly turned into whorish moans as Soap straddled you and sank down. The energy from the spar lets you flip the two of you so you can realise the rest of your pent up energy into him. His back is arching and one and buried deep into your hair while pulling you down to exchange hungry kisses so you could both be more quiet.  

Ghost is the most reserved one of the group. When it happens that he wants this he always asks you to go to his room at night. There it’s mostly you two laying tangled  together naked under a blanket in the dark. His hips slowly roll into you and out. His light groans are muffled by his face being buried deeply into your neck. “I love ya so much” he would breathe onto your skin every so often while one hand works on your dick and the other one cupped one of your pecs, teasing one of your erect nipples. Nights with him alway feel so much more intimate, knowing no one will ever come in and knowing that he probably means these words always gives you butterflies thinking about them but the both of you knew that such interaction only happens in the darkest of desperate nights. Ghost hunger for touch sometimes saddens you but you enjoyed giving every bit you could offer to him on these occasions. His kisses always feel a bit hesitant at the beginning but after warming up to you a bit it always feels heavenly for him and he maybe won’t say it outside of the safety of his room but he really appreciates having you in his team.

Gaz is more impulsive. For example, while you two are examining a tank you are leaning on a tank tread. He would be looking at you every so often, mesmerized by your curves and seemingly innocent look even though he knew what you were capable of off on the field. “What ya working on?” He would come behind you and look over your shoulder. Knowing what will come next you arched slightly to him, making him hold your hips so you know who is more in control in this situation. Chucking at that you responded by checking things out. “Wanna check something else?” He whispered into your ear with a roll of his hips, making the two of you moan slightly. He knew you hadn’t a problem with doing it out in the open so he buckled down your pants and saw you already prepared with a shining plug snugly in you. “Didn’t think you were so desperate” he would tease you while pulling it out with a light plop. Seeing it wink at him made Gaz get into his knees kissing your thighs and slowly going up till reaching your hole. He would be teasing and jerk you off with one hand, making you particularly ride his face and fucking yourself in his fist. This was all he wanted from you so you let him pleasure you and after some time you heard a moan from under you and Gaz came apparently untouched, making you arch more into him and paint the tire white. Then he clothed you again and went on as if nothing happened.