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simonsdoll · 1 year
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MW2 men having a crush
on you
Includes:Price,Ghost,Soap,Gaz,Konig and Graves
PRICE
- Has kept a wandering eye on you for longer than usual and his crush developed by how well you two work together
- He would always try to keep it professional with you so he doesn’t reveal his crush on you and is often distracted when your in the same room as him doing some debriefing
- When he can’t keep his composure around you anymore he decides it’s time to do something about it
- When he asks you out he asks you very sternly and never breaks eye contact with you
- When you say yes he treats you like the world is yours coming from his rank and power that it makes it feel as such
GHOST
- Quality moments and near death experiences that tested your loyalty to him is what made him develop feelings for you
- He wouldn’t know what to do with his feelings because feeling love for someone was so foreign and dangerous especially in yalls line of work
- Others noticed how his eyes would dilate and how awkward he is around you and he was teased for it by the 141 and he decided to just go for it and hope you feel the same for him
- When he asks you out it’s very straightforward and fast and struggles to make eye contact
- When you say yes he spends as much time with you as possible and of course he makes your barrack room his second safe space
SOAP
- Soap would have so much trouble trying to hide his crush on you when he would confidently and constantly ask to be your partner for sparring or for shooting practice
- When you would laugh and giggle at Soap’s corny jokes you would boost his ego and he would get even more tempted to just ask you out already
- When he asks you out he tries to be as serious and casual as possible but deep down he’s going crazy and he just can’t seem to hide the blush on his cheeks when you tell him you like him back
- When it’s oficial he’s telling everyone and when I mean everyone I mean EVERYONE that he’s taken and he always has you confirm the news so people know he’s not joking
GAZ
- When he crushes on you he tries to make it look like he doesn’t but Price calls him into his office telling him that he KNOWS he’s crushing on you and that he can’t play dumb because it’s very noticeable.
- When he sees you all alone and away from people he fixes his hat and he walks up to you and he asks you out almost in a whisper with guilt. He looks deeply into your eyes for a response
- When you say yes he impulsively hugs you and you tell him that his crush on you was so noticeable and he starts to blush
KONIG
- When he crushes on you he gets very awkward and very quiet around you and he can’t help but just walk out of the room once he sees you enter it
- Blames himself and reflects a lot on how he’s a big and strong soldier but can’t even form a sentence or even look you in the face anymore
- When working out he let’s out all of his frustration and he finally can’t take it anymore so he gets cleaned up and looks for you
- When he asks you out, he asks you out in a very serious tone and refuses to make eye contact with you in fear you’ll discover how nervous he is
- When you say yes he acts all cool as he walks out of the room and when he gets to his room he’s punching the air and punching the pillows
GRAVES
- When he crushes on you it’s so blatantly obvious and isn’t afraid to show you how much he likes you. When being teased for it he just goes along with it or even starts rumors that y’all are dating
- He gets extra handsy with you and always talks good things about you with the shadows or other higher oficials
- When he asks you out he is as serious as possible and tells you exactly how he feels about you and why he likes you 
- When you say yes he treats you like a queen and always has you by his side like your a trophy
- Isn’t afraid to tell everyone that your his girlfriend and always gives you special treatment.
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mctvsh · 1 year
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can we talk about Graves’s expression?
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daordinarylinchen · 2 months
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lottie150209 · 15 days
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Phillip Graves’s little soldier gets on her knees, MDNI!!! smut xoxo
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A/N: Ngl Graves kinda gives me the ick at times.. however he’s good looking and i’d definitely get on my knees to suck him off! Enjoy!! Ps: (if you’re up for it) drop a comment or suggestion or smth!! I love love LOVE feedback 🫶!!
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cw: smut, degradation? kinda?, roughness, blowjob and cock drunk reader, precum, cumming in readers mouth, mentions of spanking and fingering, graves being a little self absorbed (but we love him ofc)🤷‍♀️
As someone who has co operated and worked for various different military branches and companies previously, you’d had your fair share of challenges.
Being shot on foot with no where to turn? You’d been there. Had a missile heading straight towards the air craft you’re inside? That was, what, a week ago? So could someone please explain to you why it’s so hard for you to stay focused.
The Ceo and founder of the Shadow Company had raised a meeting to discuss possible locations and places where Hassan Zyani could potentially be hiding, the meeting was going smoothly and everyone was listening intently- well almost everyone at least.
Phillip Graves was a narcissist, arrogant dickhead who cared little about anything other than his own wellbeing and gain. The smug asshole looked down on anyone other than General Shepherd and despite all the bragging about how huge of an impact his involvement has on the team and his apparent massive cock, you were certain the only big thing about him was his ego. However, that didn’t stop your eyes from flicking down to his crotch now and again.
His monotone voice drug on and on and ached in your fragile ears as your head began to wonder off about other thoughts: wondering what his girlfriend back home must see in him. Is she used to people like him? Maybe he doesn’t even have a girlfriend or perhaps he acts different with her.
You flickered your eyes back up to his as he locked eyes with people around the room progressing into more mission details, important details you didn’t want to miss. He was quite handsome when you ignored his irritating personality, his short light brown hair and piercing eyes, you felt your stomach roll in delight.
You clamped your sweaty thighs under the desk as you straightened your back, flustered. His muscular figure and the slight stubble on his lower face sending lightning bolts to your clit, you almost moaned. Shutting your eyes for a moment picturing what he could do to you, him bending you over and spanking ur ass like you yearned he would, him figuring your pussy faster and faster until you cum on his fingers.
The same fingers that were occasionally trailing up to his lips, tapping against his spit before retreating back to the paper and flipping the page. You felt your soaked underwear in your seat and you exhaled hard and shakily knowing you were turned on.
Your eyes widened quickly and they flicked across the room, heart pumping faster when you locked eyes with the same man you were fantasising about. A certain look in his dark eyes that were staring back in yours and holding eye contact. To others it just looked like Graves pausing while he found the right words but between you two there was a certain tension in the air.
His head tilted to the side a little almost as if he was shaking his head to disagree but he quickly spat out his words and continued on with the meeting, looking away and clearing his throat. You exhaled and spent to rest of the meeting looking at the wall highly embarrassed.
Before you knew it the meeting was over and everyone made their way out of the door, you following until you heard his voice call back your name. Heat coercing throughout your body as you spun back around and walked over to him, his back was facing you as he leaned against the meeting table. You swallowed thickly.
“Yes sir?” But all he did was raise his index finger twice signifying for you to come closer and face him, you compelled as your black shoes gently tapped against the floor, quiet thuds sounding deafening.
He looked up at you when you were finally infront of him, his movements so smooth, slow and purposeful it gave you goosebumps. His eyebrows furrowed and his tongue slid against his lips looking confused, trying to find the correct words.
“So, i’ve noticed you don’t have a ring on that hand of yours.. you’re single?” Your heart slipped and glided into your stomach and you fluttered on your words. Why did he need to know this? You nodded your head hesitantly and a wicked smile casted on his stubbled face.
“That’s great! Fantastic! Perfect even.” You locked eyes with him, a puzzled look on your face as you scanned his reaction. His power and intimidation over you fading partially as you found the confidence to question him.
“Why did you need to know that sir?” But all Graves did was take a long deep breath and look to the side his eyes trailing the wall, biting his lip gently and subconsciously nodding.
“You see, the next mission we, as a team, are planning for is extremely important and needs to be done right. Which makes this past meeting a valuable asset towards it, a lot of information was covered and if you want to know why I asked you to stay back it’s because.. I don’t think you heard a god damn thing. You wanna know why I think that?” You stayed silent.
Despite the question he’d asked you, your lips didn’t move an inch, maybe he thought you were lazy and just couldn’t be bothered? Maybe he thought there was something depriving your attention, other than him of course. Either way you were sure this was it, being told to head back and find a new branch to work for, he was kicking you out for sure right?
“It’s because you were staring at me with them all so familiar “fuck me” eyes, picturing my out-of-worldly, sexy body.” He chocked out a seductive laugh which was more like an exhale and he leaned forward still grinning like a mad man, like a starving wolf.
“I mean, i’m flattered, I really am. It’s just this meeting was so important.. I cant just let it go unfortunately.” His lidded eyes met yours again as he bit his lip, placing his two hand either side of himself against the table before pushing his weight off. His height growing and towering above you and he took in another deep and slow inhale.
“So here’s what you’re going to do. You’re going to get down on your knees, and suck me until i’m satisfied, little soldier.” The world around you froze and your skin and blood melted, your soft cunt burning like melted sugar: sticky and clear.
Your lips parted out of astonishment and you felt Graves stare on your face. His own face hovering closer to yours until his nose pressed against your warm soft cheek. It tickled.
“I said get on your fucking knees,” His hand came from the table behind him and grabbed your head, pushing hard and forcing you to the floor. You winced at the sudden roughness, shocked but scarily turned on. You rose to your knees looking up at him and he smiled down at you before fumbling with his belt.
“And take this dick into that tight little mouth of yours.” He unzipped his flier and pulled down his baggy cargos, leaving on his light gray underwear, the ridge of his hardness visable and his size on show to you. There was a wet spot from where his precum had leaked in his underwear and you almost growled, wanting to place your lips against it and suck his juices out of the moist fabric.
Graves noticed this and a tut fell from his lips. He grabbed the back of your head again before pushing your face and nose against his dick harshly, forcing you to submit to his scent. Shit, that was hot.
He felt himself start to grind against whatever part of your face was pushed against him, your tongue prodded at his clothed balls, massaging them and dampening the cotton material with your saliva. Graves groaned leaking more semen before letting his hold on you go and tugging down his clothing.
His cock sprung out of his underwear, thicker at the top and surprisingly veiny, saliva pooled in your mouth from just the sight of it and you couldn’t resist subconsciously leaning forward, needing to taste him and wrap your mouth around his girth.
He chuckled harshly at how eager his little colleague was, how desperate you were to suck him and taste his meat. Your tongue catching all the precum oozing uncontrollably out of him like a broken pipe.
He was salty and quite bitter but in a good way. Like dark chocolate, strong but appetising and it made your stomach ache in need. You swallowed and swallowed greedily, taking as much of him as you could in your mouth as he huffed and grunted above you.
“Fucking jesus, you’re good. You should disobey more in meetings, little soldier because this is cloud fucking 9!” His voice trembled slightly but all you could do is slobber and moan on his shaft. His skin so tasty and warm, you could feel him throb and twitch. You were leathered on his dick, cockdrunk and crazy for it.
After a few more minutes Graves threw his head back with a groan, his eyes shut and his breathing quickened. His noises were so fucking lewd and effortless, he was free and feeling euphoric; you noticed that. More and more precum dripped on your tongue and you teased his tip, his hips bucking slightly as he trembled pathetically at the pleasure.
“Oh my ‘Gah fuck.. Keep doing that and i’m going to cum.” Your lips gripped the shaft of his cock harder and your cheeks shallowed sucking him in more as you teased his tip fast, bobbing your head. You needed his cum, you needed it now. His taste, his seed, his everything, fuck you needed him everywhere and now your body was trembling. A moan trailed from your mouth as you whimpered on his cock, and he exploded.
His deep, gruffly, American voice cracking as his cum full your mouth making you pull away and choke. The rest spurted and splattered all over your uniform and chin as you swallowed and caught your breath. His salty fluids made your body shudder and your pussy clench around nothing, fucking hell. Graves took a deep breath lazily lifting his head back up to admire how you look.
Cum now dripped and stained down you, cheeks puffed out and eyes so shiny and lustful it looked as if you were about to cry. His dick twitched again at the sight and he let out a small laugh, slipping it back into his ruined underwear and zipping up his cargos.
Without waiting he made his way to the door before stopping himself and turning around to face you. You were now sat on your side, your knees a little red with indents of the floor on them. He ran a hand through the hair stuck to the light layer of sweat on his forehead and he smirked.
“See you out there, little soldier.” And he left the room with a wink.
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beautifulblooms · 5 months
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Meetings are hard - Phillip Graves x Male Reader SMUT
I want to degrade this man so fucking bad so uh, yeah, this is literally just humiliating him repeatedly. Enjoy!
CIS Women and Female Aligned people, please DNI, this story and all of my others are for non-binary, masculine aligned and male readers!
Dear god, this man, always well put together and looks like he knows what he’s doing. But he’s ruined as soon as he realizes his boyfriend can see him in it. (Y/n) had always enjoyed teasing Phillip whenever he put on formal wear, but he loved it. Loved seeing his commander of a lover in things that were only worn occasionally. It gave him a sense of pride to see him in something so flattering. But it came to a head when he needed to attend meetings with the Shadows or other. All (Y/n) saw was another opportunity to tease him and make him struggle to control himself.
“A-as for our next- ha- next mission, we’ll be going to Urzikstan- and helping the ULF with some… some Konni group.” Every second was a nightmare for Phillip, one word was barely out of his mouth before he wanted to moan and whine like a slut. No matter how much (Y/n) turned up the vibrator stuck inside him, he refused to crack to show that man an ounce of power over him in front of his Shadows. But damnit it was hard to keep it together, to not just walk across the room and demand that his boyfriend fix the problem he started. And all (Y/n) could do was grin from the other side of the meeting room, his eyes locked forward and a hand holding his head up and the other in the pocket of his jacket, holding the remote control to the vibrator.
“We’ll be- ngh, be heading out in three days at 0900, be…be ready Shadows.” With that final white knuckle grip to the table, Phillip pulled back only to swiftly grab a file folder and bring it over to cover his crotch, where there wasn’t a very obvious tent, but it was surely enough for someone to notice it. And that someone was already very away how turned on Phillip was, and he felt the same.
(Y/n) eagerly followed the commander out of the meeting room and gave his ass a playful smack once they turned down the hallway leading to the barracks. “Someone’s struggling to keep his composure, want me to help you out there, commander Graves?”
Phillip couldn’t help but let out a muffled moan at (Y/n)’s smack to his ass, and a small groan at his teasing, his eyes flickering over to his boyfriend for a moment. “Not funny, Lieutenant. You started this problem, and you better damn well end it.”
The threat was empty coming from him, and they both knew it, so (Y/n) simply laughed a little before grabbing Phillip by his arm and pulling him into their shared room of the barracks, pinning him to the wall with a smirk. “So what? You want me to take that vibrator out and fuck you myself? That’s cute coming from you, sweetheart.”
“Stop teasing me (Y/n), I know you wanna fuck me, you’ve been a bitch all day just leaving this- ngh, in me.” Right as he complained, the other man turned up the strength of the vibrator, determined to get Phillip to crack under the pleasure, it always worked, what was new today?
“Desperate little whore, just begging for someone to fuck him properly, but only good boys get what they want. So, ask nicely.” His words held a sharp tone, (Y/n) knew how to get what he wanted, and he gripped Phillip’s jaw to turn his eyes forward again, the vibrations getting stronger once more as his leg pushed between the other man’s to rub against his crotch.
The commander’s breath hitched as he let out a small whine, feeling (Y/n)‘s thigh rubbing against his dick through his pants, something about being treated so humiliatingly was always a turn on, always made him want to be good. “P-please, sir…fuck me, ill- ah~ I’ll be good.”
“Now that’s a good boy.” (Y/n)‘s words came out husky as he pulled his leg back and instead grabbed Phillip by his hips, pushing him further into the room until his legs hit the bed, and he consequently fell down on top of it, his dick leaving a small tent in his pants, even hard he was still adorably small. “Spread ‘em, let me see you.”
Phillip followed the order without much hesitance, his legs spreading as one hand went down to start unbuckling his belt, only for it to be slapped away by (Y/n)’s hand with a small tut. “Don’t be greedy, you’ll get what you want, be patient.” The other man let out a small whine as his hips bucked up slightly into his boyfriend’s touch, it took everything in him to not just flip the two of them over and ride him like there was no stopping him. (Y/n) smirked slightly ad his own hands moved to undo Phillip’s belt and pants, pulling them down slowly and teasingly along with his boxers, the sight of his small but stiff as a rock dick made him smile.
“Excited now, aren’t we?” Phillip turned his head away in embarrassment at the teasing before one of (Y/n)‘s hands came up to grip his jaw and turn his head back. “Look at me when I take what’s mine.” The other man didn’t waste a second before grasping Phillip’s small cock in his hand and starting to jerk him off, his movements quick and slightly rough, knowing full well that it was only making the vibrator stuck inside him worse to deal with.
“Ha- (Y-Y/n) please~.” Phillip’s hips bucked up into (Y/n)‘s hand, his walls clenching around the vibrator bullet inside him as his eyes fluttered slightly, one hand coming up to grasp his boyfriend’s upper arm, trying to control himself with the pleasure. The blonde commander was so close yet so far, and he knew damn well that his orgasm was in the other man’s hands, quite literally with (Y/n)’s hand gripping and moving along his length with harsh strokes.
“Awww, is someone getting desperate?” The other man taunted Phillip with a smirk, leaning down to press a few kisses to his neck while nipping at his skin. The hand wrapped around his boyfriend’s dick started to move faster while the other slipped up his dress shirt and started to pinch his nipples gently through the fabric, eliciting more moans and whines from Phillip.
The commander’s head fell back against the pillows as he tried to hold himself together, even as his hips bucked up into the hand on his cock and the vibrator still buzzing violently inside him. “(Y/n)- sir please…’m so close.” Almost to accentuate his point, Phillip’s hips bucked up again as he started to clench around the vibrator, which only seemed to make things worse for him as his orgasm got closer.
“Then use this little dick of yours like you should and cum for me.” The order was harsh and husky against the blonde man’s neck as his boyfriend continued to jerk him off, a small smirk on his face as he heard Phillip let out a louder moan while his hips stuttered and he came, shooting a load across his hand and chest. “That’s a good boy.”
Pulling his hand back with a small laugh, (Y/n) let his tongue come out for a moment before he got a better idea and moved his hand closer to Phillip’s mouth and looked at him sternly. “Clean up your mess, slut.” The harshness of the order nearly set the commander off for a moment before he opened his mouth and leaned forward, his tongue gently cleaning off his boyfriend’s hand.
“And I wonder how the Shadows can be scared of you, you’re just my little toy, ain’t ya, baby?” Phillip’s eyes were half-lidded as he looked up at (Y/n), his tongue slowly pulling back into his mouth as his head fell back against the pillows before speaking. “Yes…your toy, sir.”
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If manhandling was a person, it’s name would be: Phillip Graves
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eggtartz · 5 months
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✧ 27th October ✧
Phillip Graves // Too Long (f! los vaqueros reader)
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warnings : blood, psychological torture, manipulation, the sex part is soft though 🤭
las almas was your home, a place you always fought for. when the accident with the shadow company and the fact that they took your commander, it was reasonable that you were satisfied when their commander, phillip graves was reported killed on action by rudolfo. so imagined your horror when you see him in front of you as you got tied up. you remember that day you were joking around the vaqueros as you went to your patrol alone and the next thing you remember is someone suffocating you. you snarled as you counted how many days it has been since your captive.
"come on, doll. just tell me where the rest of vaqueros is and it won't be too difficult for you" he glimmered his eyes, coaxing you like he has been doing all this time. you responded by spitting on the concrete floor "go to hell, graves" you said and he smiled in disbelief. "i warned ya, doll. hate to see a pretty face like yours broken" he grabbed a brass knuckle from a table behind him, punching your face multiple times that your mouth bleed and you coughed harshly. "giving up, doll? we can do this all night!" he waved his hand in front of you, mocking your thinning endurance. "fuck.. yourself.." you mumbled before coughing again.
"i gotta give it to you doll. you're a tough cookie are you?" he snickered, taking off the brass knuckles. "shame no one's coming for you though" he said as you looked up. you spat the blood in your mouth and spoke "what does that mean?"
graves smiled. the bait is booked and now he needs to pull his fish on the hook.
"i'm just saying, you've been here for a week right? how come not even one vaquero came here to save you, hm?" you visibly flinched at his question as your brain went haywire. when you thought about it back, no one came for you. why was that? "i guess you're not as valuable as they say you are, doll" he added again. the thought of your own team abandoning you mixed with the constant pain was taking a toll over your hazy brain. "you're lying.. they'll never leave me, they haven't found me yet, that's why you don't realize the tears running down your cheek. "oh you poor thing" graves cooed, kneeling in front of you to wipe the tears away. you sniffle, face smeared with dirt, blood and now tears.
"if they did, where are they? it's been so long, they at least have already found where you are but there's no signs, doll. where are they?" he bought his face close to your face as you weep, denying his words. "no.. it can't be., they're looking for me.. i know they are" you sniffle as his rough fingertips grazed against your cheek again. "it feels painful does it? to be left? to be abandon to die?" his words were manipulative, tricking your vulnerable state. you slowly sobbed as you nodded "I understand that feeling, doll but look where i am now. the shadows didn't left me. not like those vaqueros, leaving you to die in a torturous way, did they not?" he said again "I can't believe they'd do me like this.." you sobbed as graves comforted you, you feel exactly into his trap.
"don't cry for the people who left you" he said as he loosened the ropes binding your body. "let me take the pain away. join us, doll" his eyes bore into yours as you weakly leaned onto him, desperate for any warmth possible. he hummed, stroking your hair gently. you buried your face on his shoulders as he took off your ripped vest and the jacket underneath it. "hold me, please.. please.." you sniffle, sounding like a small insecure girl and not the soldier you trained yourself for.
graves shushed you as his hand traced your shirt and unbuttoned it. his warm hands felt comfortable to you as he undressed you easily leaving you bare and naked while he's still fully clothed. "doll? wanna do more?" he asked gently, not wanting to spook you away when you're so close to surrendering yourself. you nodded slowly, wiping your face. "yes, please" he nodded and unzipped his cargo khaki pants, his erect cock sprung out. "it's okay, i'll be careful" he whispered, rubbing the head slowly along your folds as you jolted. he shushed you again, slowly inserting his dick into your cunt while he guided your legs around his waist. "there you go. hold on tight" he said and made slow, sloppy thrusts as you whimpered. any sexual needs you had was always ignored for the sake of your training to be in las vaqueros but now, you felt free in a sense.
you moaned as your tits bounced with his rhythm as he holds you easily with his strength. "fuck, you feel good. if you weren't a soldier, i'd probably make you the barrack bunny, you'd like that wouldn't you?" your pussy clenched, imagining yourself being appreciated for once despite it meant that you'd be treated like a thing to pass on. "I do.." you shyly confessed as he fastened his thrusts. "I know damn well you want that. i know you more than anyone" he smiled as you melted, gushing over his warm length as you milked him. you shuddered as you came all over him and he grunted.
"you're precious to me. too precious.." he thrusted deep into your wet as you cried moans of pleasure and graves smiled at the view. he loves breaking down soldiers like you, mending you back and recruiting you as one of his own. "fuck!" he yelled when he busted his nut inside you as your cunt drinks it all. he pulled out and soothe your orgasm with rubbing your clit in circles, "c'mon. i'm not finished with you yet"
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lilmoonbunny · 24 days
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Take me Back; Ex-Graves
When your ex shows up at your apartment severely injured, you have no choice but to help him.
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When you return home from deployment to see your houses lights on and blood on the carpet, the first thing you do is pull out your gun.
Moving silently through your house is the only option as to not scare the intruder away.
However, your movements became louder the moment you saw who was bleeding on your floor.
“Philip Graves, I haven’t seen you in a few years, and the first thing you do is bleed all over my carpet? Forever the gentleman.” Y/N let out a small sigh at the unwanted visitor, but glad it was him and not an intruder.
“I didn’t know where else to go,” the bleeding man grunted out, evidently delirious judging by his honest words. “You always said your house was open to me.”
Y/N sighed. “That was when we were together,”
Graves simply rolled his eyes and pointed to his wound. “Think you can help me out?”
Of course, the first person you see when you come back home is your ex-boyfriend. Even worse, he was bleeding on your new carpet.
With a sigh, you grab your med-kit and begin patching him up.
As you work, he’s completely out of it from blood loss. He’s pale, shaking, and uttering absolute nonsense.
“C’mon, Philip. You can’t just pass out on me,”
“Don’t call me that,” he slurred out, the blood loss clearly clouding his judgement. It was clear she had to stitch the wound quickly.
“Why not?” Y/N asked quietly, brushing Graves’ sweat-stuck hair from his face before beginning to stitch the wound.
A groan left the Commanders lips, but no complaints were heard. “You never called me that,”
“What did I call you?” Whilst she knew the answer, Y/N figured it would be best to keep him talking, even if he’d be embarrassed once he was rested.
“Phil, Graves, baby. It was never Philip.”
His words were true, but you had been broken up for nearly two years now. Surely it had to be the blood loss making him say this; he couldn’t miss you the same way you did.
Eventually, the man passed out and you were left alone with your thoughts.
A groan slipped from Graves’s lips as he gradually gained consciousness. He had no idea where he was, let alone who the woman in front of him was; the last thing that he remembered was being shot.
“Morning, sleepyhead,” a familiar voice sounded, “glad to see you didn’t die on me.”
He was shocked upon realising where he was. He always knew he would think about you in his last moments, but he didn’t expect to have come to your house whilst he believed he was dying.
“Gave me quite the fright, you know?” You were oblivious to his internal struggles and continued talking. “Thought you were an intruder, then was shocked it was you, and then had to patch you up whilst you were talking absolute shit.”
“I missed you,” he mumbled. He had no idea why he said that, perhaps he was still somewhat out of it from the blood loss.
You froze at his honest words. It was one thing whilst he was delirious and bordering on unconsciousness, but to say it whilst completely conscious, albeit likely still dazed, was something else. It was something he would actually remember.
“C’mon, Phil. Don’t say that.” Y/N sighed quietly, “Don’t say things you don’t mean.
Philip shot up at the words, groaning as he pulled his stitches.
“Be careful you idiot. I worked hard on them.” She said, but he knew what she meant: she still cared.
“Please, Y/N. Please take me back…”
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kombatbrat · 4 months
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Imagine graves fucking you while watching football and not giving two fucks about the half time show,
That’s it baby girl , take daddy’s cock . Be a good little girl for me , graves said . You was so wet from graves cock . Your shorts pull to the side, his warm cock sliding in and out of you and you was enjoying every minute of it . Graves was rough with you, it made you so so wild and crazy inside . His hands wrapped around your neck. Looking into his bright blue eyes , he was fucking you so good. “Yes daddy , your cock is so good , fuck me just like that Daddy . I want your cum deep inside of me . Please daddy” you said and just like you felt graves cumming inside you . As he did he bury his face into your neck . Taking in your scent and leaving small love bites on your neck, whispering “ I love you babyGirl “
Note : this is my very first Smut I ever wrote please let me if you want more .
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liamthemailman · 3 months
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my dinner last night 😋
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He's so pookie to me
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Mistletoe mancandy series: Phillip Graves
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mctvsh · 8 months
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Have you already bought a battlepass with him?✨🧡
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daordinarylinchen · 2 months
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a graves sketch inspired by ariana grande's "yes, and?"💋💋
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