#call of duty ghosts keegan

[gunnrblze]

Keegan Russ moodboard

[yawnderu]

''You're such a fucking asshole and—'' Your words are interrupted by a whiny moan when Keegan starts to thrust up, not letting you get distracted by anything despite your rant.

''Yeah? Keep going, baby. Ride this fucking cock.'' You do as he says, getting on your feet to be able to ride him harder and deeper, the tip of his cock hitting your spongy cervix every single time he goes all the way in. One of your hands is on his hard chest for support, while the other one is holding his jaw, keeping his mouth open to hear the downright lewd groans leaving his lips.

''And... annoying. Cocky. Arrogant—'' Each insult is punctuated by you dropping on his cock, walls tightening up even more when you feel him throbbing inside you.

''Horrible.'' You keep ranting about him despite how good he feels inside you, despite the way his fat cock has your lips gripping on him for dear life. He is all of those things and more, but the tension that has been building up to this day was impossible to ignore. You're impaling yourself down on his cock and he's letting you, mouth open slightly ajar and eyes rolling to the back of his head.

''Fuck— yeah?'' He finds the energy to speak despite the way you're destroying his cock, not even thrusting up anymore and simply letting you do all the work. His hand trails up your spine, grasping at the hair on the back of your neck and keeping your head in place, letting you ride his cock despite his rough hold.

His hand lets go only to slap your face, making you ride faster despite the stinging pain. What a fucking asshole. It doesn't take long for you to return the favor, hand coming up to slap the annoying smirk off of his face— and it works shortly, he looks shocked at getting slapped back, yet pure amusement is soon written all over his annoyingly handsome face, seeing it as a challenge.

You know you fucked up when his calloused hands grasp your waist, holding you in place before using his strength to switch positions, now on top of you. His cock thrusts even deeper like this, hitting your cervix over and over at an almost punishing pace.

''Acting like a fucking bitch all day—'' He groans out, words interrupted by the sharp hiss leaving his lips at the way your pussy tightens more around his cock. He looks down at your lips, leaning closer while managing to keep his brutal thrusts.

''Open that fucking mouth, baby.'' You obey, too fucked out to even think much about it. You're barely able to register the way he spits into your mouth before kissing you, tongues wrapping around the other in a disgusting mess of spit. His hand comes up to grope your tit, fingers squeezing and pulling on the nipple every few seconds as he kisses you, ignoring the way your mixed spit is dripping down the corners of your lips.

The air is heavy with the smell of sex and the sounds of your muffled moans, his grip on your body bruising, fingers digging into your skin as he fucks you with an almost animalistic hunger. He doesn't stop making out with you even when his thrusts become even more brutal, spilling into you with a final, deep thrust. His hot white cum filling you up only makes your body tense up, riding out your orgasms together before he collapses on top of you, his weight keeping you pinned to the bed.

''Get off of me, fatass.'' Your protests go ignored, the asshole only making himself even heavier on top of you even when you try your best to get him off.

[milkteaarttime]

GET THIS MAN SOME BROWN CONTACTS

In other words, Logan gets flash banged by Keegan’s eyes.

[capt-zjaybird]

[astr0exe]

mk, so, what about TM Reader and older keegan/Ghost (you pick 🫶🏼) with R who’s just a little menace to society, keeping character on his toes. Bein a little brat, teasin n nipping at him any day of the week but at the end of the day loves being coddled n loved??? (love your work, honestly the best!! ignore if you don’t like this ml, have a great day/night 🩷 and either NSFW or SFW is fine)

Hey ml so glad you like the my work acc makes my day seeing the support my works have, tysm for this request it was so fun to write !! sorry its probably short m like so unwell rn:(( <3

Younger!reader who is an absolute menace ?? Like always getting into trouble, either with Keegan or with the police:(( you can’t blame him !! he's just a baby.

Older!Keegan who doesn’t know the full extent of your behavior, until he does a little info / background check on you just to make sure you aren’t absolutely psychotic. What he sees is rows and rows of warnings the police have given you, but when you speak to him, you’re so lovely (mainly cause you find him fit!) 

Older!Keegan who adores you and your gremlin-like behavior, not minding when you bite and assault his neck and body with your lips. Getting turned on more than anything by the feeling of your teeth grazing his neck to get his attention. His needy puppy who will do anything for attention, like literally anything. If that's flirting with Logan or pulling his hair randomly to get him to stop doing paperwork. He doesn’t care, you’ve made him soft, so when you bite his neck whilst he is doing some work he just moans and laughs, slowly scratching your head to show you have his attention.

Younger!Reader who melts under Keegans touch and attention, instantly relaxing and just wanting to crawl into his skin. You just calm down whenever he hugs you, whispering softly into your ear even after you have abused his neck, just sweeping you up in his hold and cuddling you till you have basically fallen asleep.

Older!Keegan who knows just how to calm you down, and uses it to his advantage. Kissing you lightly even after you bit him or pulled his hair, cuddling you softly. Doing all of this just to see you blush and whine laughing at the complete mood change just because of some affection. Keegan knows this is probably a mechanism from your past but he doesn’t really care, he just loves seeing your flustered face when he plants loud and obnoxious kisses to your face.

[aanxiousangel]

𝘝𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 2 {𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘗 𝘙𝘶𝘴𝘴 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳}

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED - I do not allow MY work to be used or adapted in any way.

notes: it's my first somewhat-graphic smut. do i like it? no, but it's only because i feel awkward posting graphic wording- i'll get better <3 i take requests btw <3 and i hope you enjoy & thank you for all the love <3

triggers/tags: smut, relationship, face fucking, stressed!Keegan (i'm not sure what else to put :'))

𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘀: @cafekitsune & @saradika-graphics

You made the right decision. The best decision of your life. For the rest of the vacation, Keegan showered you with affection. Kisses, cuddles, even flowers. His arms were constantly wrapped around your waist, having you sit in his lap whether it be in public or at the renthouse. Every night, he ended up in your bed just to sleep in your arms. Every moment was savored.

The goodbyes were bittersweet even if everyone would eventually meet up because of work. Keegan kept his face buried in your neck until it was time to leave.

“I promise, I’ll come see you as soon as everything gets situated,” you whispered against his cheek.

Every passing second since the two of you parted ways was agony. Keegan was more than stressed. Training and keeping himself busy during work was an understatement. Though you two were deployed together, the relationship had to be kept under constant wraps. It meant keeping away from each other, acting like the usual pair you were.

Seeing you across from him during meetings, sneaking subtle glances only enhanced the desperation. 

One night, it all came crashing down. Keegan had been in the training room, wrapped fists slamming into a punching bag. Sweat drizzled down his face, further pissing him off. He let out a grunt with a final punch and wiped his face aggressively.

This is bullshit. He huffed as he pulled out his phone and your message thread. Rereading the sweet messages from you made him take a deep breath as he sent the message he’d been fighting off for the last month.

Meet me in the locker room. Now.

You jumped, the notification bell unexpected so late at night. Your eyes lit up as you dropped your phone back onto your bed and darted out silently. Gentle footsteps were the only thing that echoed in the dim halls as you made your way to the training gym.

Relief washed over you as the gym revealed itself to be empty. A soft echo of a running shower led you right to him. The closer you got, the clearer you could make out his grunts and groans. Mild adrenaline pumped through your veins as you moved to the showers.

“Fuck,” his voice was low and strained, his head leaned back against the tiles. “Fuck, Y/N-”

“Keegan?” Your voice slithered into his ears, making his eyes narrow in on you.

The way he stalked through the steam made goosebumps prick your skin, “Baby, I can’t take–”

The drop took him by surprise. He looked down at you, furrowing his brows in confusion. You brushed your lips against his tip before he could say another word. A weakened breath escaped him as you enveloped him in the warmth of your mouth. His jaw clenched as he grasped a handful of your hair, relentlessly fucking into your throat.

Your eyes twitched and burned with tears as he hit your gag reflex. Nails dug into his thighs as your eyes fought to look up at him. His head rolled from being tilted back to look at you, mouth open as he panted.

“Goddamn, don’t look–” Keegan sucked in a sharp inhale, “Don’t look at me like that, baby.”

What he saw was your hallucinating eyes, wet lashes, and pretty lips hungrily sucking him in.

Your choked noises were muffled by his cock cutting off your oxygen. His movements quickly grew sloppy as he finished in your throat, shuddering as he climaxed. You trembled and fell forward with a shaky gasp for oxygen. Panting and still craving more, you looked up at him with tears rolling down your cheeks.

“Keegan–”

“Up.” His command was firm with no room for denial.

His hands worked quickly, removing your entire outfit from your body. He threw the articles of clothing away from the showers. Keegan lifted your figure into his arm, pressing hot kisses to your throat with mumbled apologies.

“Baby, fuck, I’m so sorry,” he whispered desperately against you, hands massaging your thighs.

“Kee–” Your words were cut by a sharp yelp as the tiles shocked your skin with ice.

“I promise,” Keegan groaned, his tip brushing your folds as his hips bucked, “I promise I’ll give you mindblowin’ head soon, baby. I fuckin’ promise.”

Your back arched instinctively against him, crying out at the sudden intrusion. His cock felt different now that it was buried deep inside you versus your poor throat. The stretch was unlike anything you’ve ever toyed around with.

“S-slow! Keegan, wait–” You begged desperately as his thrusts were brutalizing your cunt.

“T-tryin’,” he growled against your shoulder, sinking his teeth into the soft muscle of your shoulder.

At least he was honest. Though, he couldn’t help himself. The way you took him in, the velvety feeling of your walls, threatening to milk him of everything he had. Hips bucked ruthlessly, his soaked skin slapping against yours just enough to sting. Keegan’s lips traveled all along your neck and shoulders, leaving whatever mark he could. The only reason he didn’t shove his tongue down your throat was because he needed to hear you.

“Mine,” Keegan grunted against your jaw.

That made your toes curl. His claim. Pure and sinful claims. When you moaned, he fisted another handful of hair, making you look at him. Sweat mixed with the steam’s condensation on his skin. His lips were swollen and parted as he heaved.

“You understand, baby? All fuckin’ mine,” Keegan observed your fucked-out expression as he made sure to puncture you deep and calculated.

“Y-yes, sir.” Your whimpers slipped out as you kept your heavy eyes on him.

“Sir?” His lips curled into a grin. “Attagirl.”

The way his voice caressed your senses drove you mad. It was breaking you down slowly. The combination of him observing exactly how to fuck you like a god and his voice never letting up with the noises. That was becoming your favorite thing. How insanely vocal he was.

“Want you,” Keegan hissed, coming close to his second climax of the night, “forever, baby.”

“Promise?” You gasped out, feeling the familiar knot in your lower stomach.

“Promise,” his hand moved to cup your face, leaning closer to you. “Fuckin’ swear on my life. I’m yours, baby.”

That did it. Your eyes rolled back as your mouth fell open. Keegan’s eyes widened as he heard the most angelic sound slip past your lips. You moaning his name. Your legs locked around him, stomach tightening as you climaxed around his cock that still chased after his next high.

Keegan shuddered, hips bucking against you. The sensitivity levels on your clit were higher than a video game. [ha, get it?] You cried desperately, begging him to cum.

“Don’t pull out,” your plea made his brain go fuzzy.

In that moment, you could’ve made him do anything you damn well pleased.

“D-dangerous fuckin’ game–” Keegan tried to argue but the control slipped. Oops?

His arms wrapped around your waist tightly, an animalistic sound escaping him as he finished inside of you. Deep inside of you. His movements stopped the moment he bottomed out. His body jerked, trembling as his cock kissed your cervix.

A euphoric exhaustion washed over him. It was a dizzying feeling. Keegan refused to release you from his grip–let alone pull out.

Silence lingered between the two of you for a few moments. Eventually, you picked up your head to look at him. Keegan’s head dropped against the wall behind him gently to look at you.

Your hands were gentle as you caressed his face, wiping away sweat from his face. It shocked him for a moment. The gentle touch. It was quite unlike you in the past. Lately, you were this softhearted girl when you used to be a dog that growled and snapped at anyone who grew much too close.

“What’s wrong?” Your voice was soft, revealing how much his brutal pace affected you.

“You’ve gone…soft.” Keegan mumbled.

“Tch,” you blushed as you looked away. “Your fault.”

“Good,” he smirked. “At least you like me.”

Keegan caught your wrists as you went to try and smack his shoulders. You fussed at him, telling him he needed a shower. Keegan continued teasing you until the end of your shower together. He really was the best choice.

[petra-karaa]

NO CAUSE HE COULD BE KONIG

[vellichor-of-the-solivagant]

NEW FANFIC IDEAAAAA

Okay, guys, I know I have a series going on. Lemme tell you, I want to finish it, is planning on finishing it, and will finish it.

BUUUUUUT

I kinda have this new idea, or maybe not really new and original. Anyways, COD Fanfic where they are monsters (kinda) or like fantasy creatures, eldritch horror things, so basically just dark fantasy fic.

And the reader is a cursed human. They are cursed to make monsters go insane with touch. Still thinking how am I gonna fix the curse, tho.

ANYWAYS, COMMENT YOUR SUGGESTIONS BELOW ON WHAT KIND OF MONSTERS YOU WANT THE 141 OR WHOEVER THEY ARE, TO BE

Although I already have some sort of idea on what kind of monsters or creatures they would be

[gunnrblze]

Obsessed that one of Keegan’s listed enemies on the heroes fandom wiki is just tiger sharks😭

Half the battle during Into the Deep was just this mf💀

Bro said “I’ll let it slide this one time🙄”

[yawnderu]

MDNI. p in v penetration, hardcore sex, choking, wrestling, punching, biting, nosebleed, scratching, creampie. Keegan calls anyone younger than him ''kid''.

“Give up, kid.” Your body thrashes underneath him, trying to get out of the rough headlock he put you in. Your closed fist slams against his leg multiple times, only making him apply more pressure, not letting you go even when your nails dig deeper and deeper into his skin.

“Fuck you... cunt.” You barely manage to mutter through gritted teeth, black dots appearing in your vision the harder he chokes you. He keeps your neck pressed against his bicep and forearm, flexing the muscle, sickly getting off on the way your loud gasps and whines ring around the training room.

The pressure in your face grows stronger by the second, loud gasps leaving your lips once he finally lets go, pushing your smaller body out of the way.

“If you're struggling that much, this isn't the place for you.” He spits out, clearly wanting a reaction out of you— and a reaction he gets the moment your elbow connects to his face, putting as much force as you can in hurting him, even if you have to play dirty.

Keegan's rough, calloused hand goes up to his nose the moment he feels warmth leaking down and the familiar taste of iron filling his mouth. He lets out a deep chuckle, shaking his head softly and not even bothering to wipe down the blood staining his pale skin, letting it pool around his wife beater.

For anyone else, he'd look oddly unbothered by it, simply looking down at the floor and maybe even regretting being an asshole. For you? You know it's the calm before the storm, annoyance silently boiling inside him, slowly reaching its breaking point.

He licks his blood-stained lips before looking down at you, lifeless blue eyes simply staring for a few seconds, letting the silence linger simply to make you nervous.

Stubbornness and something else brew inside you the moment your eyes drift down, noticing the way his pants are tightening up, the outline of his thick cock showing more by the second. It's a subtle glance before your eyes meet his, yet by the annoying smirk on his lips, you can tell he knows.

You're stuck in a staring competition, refusing to give him the pleasure of letting him intimidate you the same way he does to everyone else. Keegan's stare may seem cold, yet you can see fire dancing in his baby-blue eyes, slowly coming to a breaking point. His lips crash against yours seconds later, rough hands opening your legs wide enough for his burly body to fit between them, his clothed hard cock rubbing against your pussy.

“Fuck you.” You repeat, pure venom in your tone despite the way your lips immediately go back to his. Keegan's tongue wraps around yours as his hand goes down to the hem of his pants, pulling out his cock with ease and laying it down on your stomach.

“Fuck me?” He whispers, letting out a dry chuckle at your vigorous nod. You don't need to look down to realize just how big Keegan's cock is, feeling the weight and warmth of it spreading all over your stomach, not protesting even when he rips your shorts and panties off of you, leaving them hanging on your ankle.

“Yeah... fuck you.” The way you're as stubborn as a mule even when he can see your exposed, sopping cunt almost makes him laugh, yet he doesn't need to be told twice. His leaking tip rubs against your folds, your slick and his precum mixing for a few seconds before he lines himself up, entering your needy cunt with a hard thrust. Your moans and gasps are silenced by his lips, barely even giving you time to get used to his meaty cock before he's slamming into you, shoving himself as deep as possible.

The disagreements you had in the past are slowly being pulled out of your brain with each hard thrust, silently surrendering as your velvety walls clench around him, the lewd sounds of muffled moans and your wet cunt being roughly fucked form a symphony, bouncing off the walls of the empty training room.

“This what you needed? To be fucked stupid by a big cock?” Keegan's sarcastic tone leaves you breathless, another whiny moan leaving your lips when his hips slam faster against yours, his meaty thighs ramming against your ass. His hands grip your waist tightly as he hammers into your needy cunt, short nails digging into your flesh with an intensity born of his own desires.

“Fuck— I'm sorry, kid.” His pathetic excuse of an apology is clearly fake, leaving you confused until you feel his teeth sinking into your shoulder, muffling the deep moans leaving his lips the moment he can feel his muscles tightening up, moving faster and harder inside you. You let out a pained groan, nails sinking deep into his muscular back, dragging them down in an attempt at dealing with the overwhelming sensation of his fat cock hitting your cervix over and over.

Keegan is about to pull out before your legs wrap around his waist, bringing him closer and closer until he lets out a deep grunt, hips stuttering as his cock throbs, shooting endless ropes of thick cum right into your needy, tight walls, making sure to shove himself as deep as possible while your cunt instinctively milks him dry.

His heavy body collapses over yours, trembling with the aftermath of your intense encounter. His heart races in his chest as he basks into the sensation of having empty balls and a warm body underneath him— despite the way your palm is connecting with his ribs harshly.

“Get off of me.” Your protests go ignored, letting out a loud sigh when you hear snores right against your ear.

[milkteaarttime]

Keegan Peegan Russ

[capt-zjaybird]

[astr0exe]

Hiiii! i hope ur having an amazing day! so wondering if i can make a request? any cod character Dating TM R who likes (affectionately) biting? like R is just a gremlin nomming on character any time of the day leaving light marks and hickeys on their lovers body? its totally okay if you do not want to! please ignore if it makes you uncomfortable!!!!

aghhh this is acc so me like nomnom fr ! BUT anyway decided on Keegan for this cause daddy :) didnt make this super smutty just cause i liked this vibe more BUT still hope you all like it !! (also look at me posting twice in one day?!)

// CW : tm!reader , gremlin reader , lots of biting & hickies , filth !1! :))

Absolute gremlin reader who leaves hickies all over Keegan. Bite marks proudly branded on his skin like little affectionate tattoos. Keegan who loves it when you bite him, moaning and groaning his hips bucking whenever your teeth indent his surprisingly soft skin.

Keegan who can’t help but want to fuck you whenever you leave hickies and bites along his body, his dick just hardens at the feeling off your teeth grazing his skin.

Keegan who humps you like a dog whilst you mark up his skin with your teeth, rutting into you and using his bruising grip on your hips to grind you down on his hard dick as you leave a necklace of hickies along his collarbone and neck.

Keegan who gets looks from Logan for all the marks he wears so proudly. He just doesn’t care, smirking under the mask at everyone who side eyes him before going back to you and getting even more.

Reader who gets so turned on by the marks on Keegans skin, knowing everyone can see who he belongs to (you). When he gets home and you trace over the marks, making him groan in slight pain. When you both basically run to the nearest soft surface to fuck so hard you forget your own name.

Keegan who loves seeing you fucked out, so much so that when ever you guys do fuck he makes sure you cum at least 3 times, your eyes rolling back with every thrust, your legs trembling and drool dripping out your mouth as your brains get fucked out

[aanxiousangel]

𝘝𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 {𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘗 𝘙𝘶𝘴𝘴 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳}

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED - I do not allow MY work to be used or adapted in any way.

𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿𝘀: @cafekitsune & @saradika-graphics

⚝ 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘀&𝘁𝗮𝗴𝘀: 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘰𝘳, 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧, 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘭, 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺-𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘬 𝘒𝘦𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯, 𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘺 ⚝ 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀: 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘖𝘖𝘊 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 '𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘰𝘧𝘧' 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬- 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘯'!♡ ⚝ 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗱 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗽𝗼𝘃

The sun beamed down on the pool, shimmering on the icy water that rippled around some of the Task Force 141 members. It had been years since they’d gotten a break and they rightfully received a week off. Every moment they got was being taken advantage of. Massages, barbeques, drinks, the beach.

Ghost was manning the grill, sunglasses and a beer in hand. Price, Valeria, and Farah sat near him under the umbrella, talking about how nice it was to finally relax. Alejandro was making Michelada and Palomas for everyone at the shaded bar.

König, Keegan, Soap, Gaz, and Y/N were in the pool. Floating on inflatables, leaning against the cement edge, plotting to flip anyone on inflatables right off. Especially Keegan P Russ and John ‘Soap’ MacTavish. Having a vacation really brought out their childlike wonder and abilities to prank everyone.

Y/N was on one of the inflatables, sunglasses on and eyes closed. The soft whispers between Keegan and Soap certainly piqued her interest. Anyone could easily tell you they were up to no good. Especially when the water rippled quickly and sounds of giggling could be heard. Y/N was about to sit up to see when–

“Motherfuc–” Y/N shrieked before being dumped under water, ankles being dragged by a pair of hands.

Loud laughter ensued as Y/N came up, slapping at Keegan’s shoulders, “Fucker! You’re so dead, Russ!”

“Catch me first, L/N!” Keegan pushed off the edge and quickly pulled himself out of the water, escaping her wrath for the moment. She removed her glasses to push her hair out of her face. For being such a hot day, the water was freezing.

“Lookin’ a lil’ red there, L/N,” Soap’s voice echoed a grin.

“Fuck off, MacTavish,” she hissed, lifting herself out of the water.

Just then, Alejandro came out with a large tray of drinks, grinning. His grin turned into his lips pursing into a whistle when he saw Y/N’s soaked figure and Keegan standing very far away from her with a devious grin.

“The hell happened here?” Alejandro set the drinks on one of the foldout tables.

“Johnny-boy and Russ thought they could get away with ruining my vacation,” Y/N huffed, walking over to grab a drink. A much needed drink.

Alejandro clicked his tongue, grabbing a Michelada, “Dead meat, eh?”

“Oh, you have no idea,” Y/N clinked her glass with his before taking a sip.

“Food’s ready!” Ghost called out, rounding up the crew as he moved the final batch of burgers and grilled chicken to the table.

“Starvin’!” Soap hopped out of the pool, shaking his wet hair at Y/N who instinctively shoved him right back into the pool.

Keegan warily stepped around, avoiding her by several feet. He did not want to get thrown into the pool too. Soap pulled himself out once again, choking on water and shaking off like a dog. Y/N grinned and rolled her eyes, throwing a hand up.

“White flag, boys,” Y/N glanced over at Keegan, noticing the visible tension leaving his body.

“After y’got y’r revenge,” Soap rolled his eyes, amusement singing his voice.

Everyone gathered and made their plates, clinking the drinks in celebration for another safe gathering. The group drank until the stars lit up the sky and the automatic lights turned on under the patio and in the pool.

One by one, everyone grew tired and began to retire. Yet, Y/N was relaxing in the hot tub. Her eyes peeled open with a lazy smile as the water shifted against her.

“Shouldn’t you be running away from me, Keegan?” Her head rolled against the edge to look at him.

“No,” Keegan grinned, nudging her side gently. “I like you too much, kid.”

“Kid?” Y/N gasped softly.

“Yeah, kid,” he leaned against the hot tub’s rim, the water soothing his muscles.

“Okay, grandpa!” She grinned widely.

“Grandpa? Grandpa?!” Keegan sat up and scoffed. “You’re in for it now!”

Y/N squealed, trying to shove him away as he dragged her and dunked her carefully into the hot water. Keegan pulled her back up, holding the back of her neck.

“Learned your lesson?”

She loved looking at those pearly-whites he always seemed to flash at her.

“Nope, grandpa!”

Keegan dunked her in once more, holding her for a few seconds.

“How about now?”

Y/N spit a stream of water into his face.

“Am I?”

Her giggle was cut short as he dunked her again, wiping his face with one hand.

“Listen, kid, you’re making this harder for yourself!”

He covered her mouth just in case she decided to shower him again. Muffled laughter escaped her.

“F-fine! I surrender!”

Keegan wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into his lap. Once she got a good look at him, she could see the alcohol was still hazy on his mind. Her smile faltered slightly.

“Still drunk, Russ?” Y/N tilted her head.

“Barely, baby,” he hummed softly.

“Baby, huh?” She shook her head, “Definitely drunk.”

“You can’t just accept my advances, can you?” He groaned.

“Nope,” her lips accentuated the ‘pop’ at the end. “Not when the only time you ‘advance’ is when you’re drunk.”

“Drunk man’s words, sober man’s thoughts, L/N,” he murmured, watching her closely.

The silence overtook them. A million thoughts per second ran through her mind as she stared at him. His only thought was how much he adored her. Every little detail on her face, the expressions she made. He could tell she was overthinking his words just by the way her brows furrowed and her lip twitched.

“Just one chance,” Keegan’s voice cracked. “That's all I’m asking for.”

“One.” Y/N huffed, wondering if she was making the right decision. “You get one chance.”

[fallenneziah]

Ugh, sorry, more little blurbs while I try to write something cohesive.

Ghost who makes you call him sir in bed when he slaps you across the face, hiking one of your legs up to your stomach, fucking you on your side. "So good, little slut, so precious." He growls. Telling you to beg him louder, tell him how much you fucking like it when you take his cock deep inside your slutty hole. "Take that cock! Fuckin' take it, beg for it until I see those sweet tears."

Vs.

Simon who breathes you on, practically humps you, hands holding your stomach and smoothing over you arched hips off the bed. "Love... fuck, you're so good... like heaven around me-" Telling you how good you're being for him without him even having to ask you. "Taking it so deep, so fuckin' deep in that cock, all for me. All for me baby..." Driving his cock deep inside you, kissing your ear and telling you just have good you sound when you take it deep.

Keegan who handcuffs you to the bed, watching you moan and bounce with your wrists bound to the headboard. His hand firm in your messy hair, watching you cry as he ruthlessly bullies his thick cock deep inside you. "Look at you, all messed up just for me..." His pelvis slamming between your thighs with each heartbeat. "Fuckin' moan for me baby! Scream my name! Oh that's it! That's it get louder!"

Vs.

Keegan who handcuffs your wrists in front of you, giving him free will go tug on them. Leaning down to kiss your mouth open, tugging the cuffs lightly to push you down on his cock. "Fuck... Fuck baby you're gonna drive me crazy like that." He purrs against your lips, rolling his eyes and fucking his hips into you. "All up on my cock like that. Oh baby you make me want it-" Hearing you whimper into his mouth and kiss him back, feeling you taking his cock, it's all he needs.

König who loves to make your little back arch. Telling you to bend more or he'd break you. Firm hands on either side of your hips as he watches his cock slide deeply in and out of you. "Such a little thing I get the pleasure of breaking. Such a good little thing for me!" Telling you if you keep acting like such a slut he'll fill you up deep with it. "Quiet maus, I don't want the neighbors to hear what a filthy thing you are!"

Vs.

König who pants softly, hands on your hips bouncing you along his thick cock. Watching your stomach bulge slightly or your hole stretch, the tip of his cock pressing into the wall of your body. Watching your eyes flutter and you moan and moan around him. "I love you, I love you precious little thing..." Eyelids fluttering when he sees you crumble under your shaking thighs and the weight of your orgasm. "Oh so good liebling... Fuck, so so good.."

[bejeweledblondie]

When I tell you I was pissing my pants laughing at this.

“This wallpaper is so cute, we could live here” ME IN A NUTSHELL I have ADHD (I’m medicated for it) but when I’m off it this is me 😭