#demspey

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[enterwittyjokehere]

Saw a post saying there wasn't enough Tank Dempsey smut and if providing underrated characters with dirty, floor f**king fancition isn't my purpose, then I do believe that I don't have one. So, here may all the Tank Dempsey simps be able to have something now --

A Real Rodeo

[Primis "Tank" Demspey x afab reader smut]

[Content warnings]

[Afab reader]

[No pronouns used]

[Censored swearing]

[Slight homophobia, more like ignorance]

[Cheating, but not really, bc it's more like friends with benefits]

[Floor f**king smut 18+ only]

The ragtag group of four you had joined, was full of Men and while that didn't happen to cause issues for you mentally it caused problems in ways you couldn't really avoid. 

"What's wrong, doll? You've been quiet and while it has been nice... me and the other boys are starting to get a little worried." Dempsey said, kneeling down to your eye level.

Back pushed against a wall, you were sat on the ground, face in your hands, looking up at the marine. You took a deep breath in, "I... I guess, I'm just really starting to miss my girlfriend back home." 

"Girl...friend?" Dempsey questioned, arching an eyebrow.

"Yeah... my partner? Her." You replied, not getting his initial confusion.

"What are you getting at, you miss one of your friends?" 

You could only audibly groan, "No, Tank, kind of like you have 'your wife', well I have Annie, and she's probably worried sick."

Your head tucked itself back in between your thighs, Tank's answer came quicker than you had hoped, "I don't think two chicks can do the same thing me and Dotty do." 

His laugh was even more irritating than his ignorance, "never mind, I forget your from the early 1900's."

"Are things that different in the 21st century?" 

You could only nod, laughing at his question.

"Well, so you've got a girl waiting for you back home then.... huh.. well I'll be d*mned." 

"Yeah and to make matters worse we did leave off on pretty shakey terms..." A small broken exhale was all the proof Tank needed that something was biting at you.

"Yeah, well all of us got someone waiting for us back home and I'm sure as hell, Dotty ain't gonna be pleased as pie to know why I've been gone for so long, but for a moment they'll be happy we're back, you get what I'm saying?" The older marine glanced down at your tear glazed eyes.

You sniffed, before tucking your head back into the small cubby made by your arms, "Yeah, I guess."

"Well, then, stop being all... pouty?" 

"I can't really help that, Tank, it's hard." Your voice was muffled.

"And I really understand where you're coming from, hell, you would hate to know what I started debating when you first joined the team." Tank Laughed to himself.

It took you a second before you lifted your head up to glance quizzically at the marine, "What do you mean by that?"

"Well, I'm surrounded by nothing but annoying men and I'm more used to having most, if not all of my needs met and now-"

"You're pent up, tank?" You teased, scrunching your nose at the older man.

Tank laughed, a small tint flooding his features, "Yes, I suppose. That is one way you could put it."

"Yeah, I'm probably in the same boat, I guess." You said, glancing down at your hands.

You were fairly decent at pleasing yourself, but there's something about the action coming from another person that helped.

"Yeah..? Think of all the fun we'll have when we get back to our families, though, always gets me through it."

"Well, you know if it's ever too much for you to bear, I really don't mind favors amongst friends." You said, now laying your head on your arms, facing Tank.

The blush only now taking the time to settle to red, "Now what do you mean by that?"

"A favor? It's like-"

"Not the f**king favor part, what's your meaning?" He spoke playfully, but kept a serious undertone.

"Well, I wouldn't want you too pent up, it can be distracting.."

"You thinking of-?" 

"Only if you want to Tank..." You offered a smile, your eyes lidded as you watched Tank's dart around the room.

"Hang on, I thought you were into chicks!" Tank pointed out.

"I never said I was a top..." You chuckled, Tank looked at you with confusion covering his features, "I don't reckon you know what that means?"

He shook his head, "But... if you don't mind, I might take you up on that offer, as long as it's just among friends-!" 

With Tank's finger pointed at you, his eyes were serious, you could only smile and nod grabbing onto his pointer finger, "ofcourse, we've all got beautiful women waiting for us back home, Tank."

"Alright then!" Tank said as he stood up, unbuttoning his trousers, you did the same.

Tank placed a hand on your stomach, forcing you back down on the ground, "Hold on, pup, I gotta get you ready."

He looked over the naked lower half of your body, placing kisses down your plush thigh. He looked over your top half, unbuttoning the shirt you wore, it hung off your shoulders.

"Finish that for me, yeah?" He said, still holding your thigh, before going back to kissing and licking the soft skin. 

You did as he said, taking off your shirt followed by your bra, tossing them to the side. You were now completely exposed for the marine, he continued to watch your expression as he moved closer and closer to your heated core. 

Tank tossed one thigh over his shoulder, holding the other one down with an iron grip as he kissed your folds and began to carefully lick your insides.

"F**k-!" You called breathlessly as Tank's tongue roughly tunneled its way into you, your fingers interlacing with his neatly done hair. 

"You like that, huh doll?" He laughed against you making you writhe, the marine placed a hand on your hips to keep you still, "patience, darling, I'm just getting you ready for the real rodeo."

He continued to devour you, his tongue curling inside of you. Scattered swears falling out of your mouth as the pleasure continued to tease your core.

"Tank, please, my cl*t..." The words you spoke were quick and falling in between the ragged breaths that huffed out.

Dempsey's mouth moved up, a smile pulling at his lips, "what this little bean?" He pushed his mouth to it, placing a kiss to it before he sucked on it.

You tossed your head back, pulling on his hair, "Yes-... Ah-!" 

Moving his tongue around the small ball of nerves before moving his face away fully. The motion pulling a small huffed whimper from you as he did, Demspey's blue eyes traced back up to your now red face.

"Alright, doll. You ready for a real rodeo?" Tank said, moving to pepper kisses up your thighs, towards your soft tummy and only stopping when he got to your breasts. His hands moved around them, squeezing the flesh before his thumbs moved to tease the small buds, sending shocks of pleasure through your core.

"G*dd*mn, 'never knew you were such a tease, Tank." You moaned out, breathing heavily.

He only let out a breathy laugh, "I can be, what? You don't like to work for your prize?"

Before you could answer, Tank's hand pushed his length into your sensitive c*nt, you only let out a gasp before grabbing onto him. 

Tank gently rocked his hips back and forth, his clothed chest pressed against your bare one. The friction felt amazing, you shut your eyes tightly as he hit the back of your walls with ease.

Tank began to pick up the pace slamming in and out of you, your legs shaking. The marine who laid on top of you only letting out grunts as he held onto your soft love handles for support.

"Slow down, Tank, jeez." You breathed out holding onto Dempsey's arms.

"F**k-! It's been too long, lemme have this, please-.." He sounded desperate, his hips slowly withdrawing his c**k before slamming it back against your walls, you could feel that familiar tightening in your stomach.

The marine continued, rocking his hips and moving your hips to accommodate his needs. Your small hands grabbed and pulled on his arms, any more of this treatment would have you seeing stars. 

Tank pulled out, pumping his c**k in his hand, his eyes shut tightly as he focused. He squeezed his hand around his length, before you could really register your idea, you had moved lightly suckling on the bottom of his balls. A hand moved up to tease the squishy mound of flesh, the odd sensation sent Dempsey over the edge as his c*m leaked down his c**k. 

His heavy breaths became strained as you moved your mouth to clean him up, your tounge licking up his base and moving to fully envelope him.

Scattered swears coated in the marines husky voice filled your ears, "Don't stop, that feels so good, doll." 

Much to Demspey's disdain, you pulled off of him, leaving him still slightly hard and panting. 

"On your back, soldier." You teased, locking eyes with the marine.

Begrudgingly he did as you said, laying back, staring up at you with his hand on his c**k. His blue eyes peered up at you, "Just 'cause I'm doing this, don't mean I take orders from you, doll."

"Of Course not, Dempsey." You teased, moving over his body. You sat inches away from his c**k, he watched you eager to know what your next move would be.

With a wink, you guided Dempsey's hands to hold onto your thighs, his rough calloused palms almost felt like sandpaper on your soft flesh. Kneeling over him, he began to pull you closer, his smile wide as he began to speak, "Now who's being a tease?"

"I'm just making sure, you're ready for this rodeo, cowboy." You laughed, your own words making you cringe.

Dempsey had succeeded in pulling you over his now achingly hard d**k, you took a deep breath, easing yourself onto it. Stopping as you came in contact with his hilt, you waited a second, Demspeys objections filed your ears.

"Come on, keep going. Please, doll, please" 

"You're so hot when you're all desperate and needy." You said, moving up only to let go and slam back down. 

The more you moved on him, the more his whines and pleads were heard. Dempsey bucked his hips, his nails digging into your plush thighs, you stopped bouncing on him and started rocking. 

The sudden change had Dempsey tossing his head back, you moved a hand down between your legs. Your skilled fingers drew slow and steady circles around your cl*t, your hips moving back to front, almost bucking around Demspey.

"F**k, sweetheart, you're good at this." The marine breathed out, already so close even after his first or**sm. 

"I'll take the compliment." You laughed, concentrating on your own building tension, you could feel the tightening in your stomach once more. 

Each time Tank would buck his hips into yours you got closer and closer to your peak, your fingers squeezing and teasing your clit. The other hand, laid on Tank's clothed chest, the rocking motion your hips were making was pushing Tank against your walls.

You finally felt it, the peak of your climax hit you hard, as you moaned out and moved onto tank. Your walls constricting around him, made the marine see stars, he bucked himself into you continuously, hitting his own climax. 

His warm seed shot inside you, as you both came down from your pleasure induced highs. 

"F**k, Tank, tell me you didn't." You scolded.

"Sh*t, I didn't even think about that- !" 

[thenickelportrust]

Originally I was hoping to have the update done for the holidays as a gift. That didn't quite pan around but I still thought it'd be fun to give y'all a gift and a thank you for your patience.

So! Since I've been putting up a few little screenshots here and there of my tests as I write and fix my broken coding, I thought it'd be fun to do a longer preview featuring a scene in the coming update with everyone's favorite wet cat of a man, Ricky Demspey.

Spoilers below, of course, but nothing story relevant, just character bonding.

Happy Holidays and New Year, everyone! I hope this time brings rest to all.

[angelwheat]

How would Primis + Ultimis Tank Dempsey deal with his (fem) crush’s overprotective, older brother ?

(side note: the reader and reader’s brother are identical looking aka twins)

Call of Duty Zombies

1.0 & 2.0, "Tank" Dempsey; His Crush Has An Overprotective Older Brother

Thanks for the request lovely ✨️

Warnings: None | Pronouns: She/Her

2.0 "Tank" Dempsey

He really doesn't mind the fact that his crush has a protective older brother. He understands that an older sibling probably would be, especially over their little sister when they start dating. But it depends on the extent he takes it to be protective...

If he's barely able to be around his crush, especially if they both know that they like each other, or even get close to them without her brother disturbing them, then Dempsey gets very frustrated. But he puts up with it and tries to be a bit mature about the matter, for the sake of his crush.

He likes her a lot, but he doesn't want to confront her older brother and potentially ruin his chances with her. So instead, he gives subtle hints to his crush about her brother being around, but there's no doubt that she's already aware of his behaviour. Perhaps she can tell him that Dempsey means well and put him at ease.

The fact that they're identical twins stuns him. If he's around the two together, Dempsey looks between them in amazement at how their features are matched, and he has mentioned it once or twice. He's not initially bothered by it. However, if it were an identical twin sister, then it would be a problem telling them apart.

1.0 "Tank" Dempsey

He's quite the flirt, even more so as he got older, so his crush having an overprotective brother might be quite a big deal to him, especially if he's the type to intervene when he's trying to woo his crush. He wouldn't want to stand up to her brother in any way, but he gets tempted, and sometimes, he doesn't hold himself back.

If Demspey's crush likes him just the same, then he tries to be a little bit sneaky about chatting them up. Ultimis is more inclined to suggest sneaky meet-ups. He's like a teenager in love sometimes. But if they're serious about their feelings for one another, then he does all in his power to see them. Even though Dempsey knows that he shouldn't have his crush sneaking around behind her brother's back.

When Dempsey is around his crush, and if her brother is around too, it's almost like he's on his best behaviour. Dempsey doesn't like having to rein himself in because he's got quite the bold personality, and he doesn't like needing to change himself to suit someone else. His crush will probably notice this, especially if she's known him for a while. She'll know exactly what he's like.

Dempsey can't wrap his head around their identical features, but he's just thankful that they're opposite genders. Otherwise, he would have a problem telling them apart. He has commented on it a few times, purely because he never gets used to it.

[richtofens-hips]

Responses

Demspey: what are some good responses after getting stabbed with a knife?

Takeo: rude!

Nikolai: that's fair

Nelli: not again

Richtofen: are you going to want this or can I keep it?

[shinmiyovvi]

Challenge?

Alright, I made a challenge for myself that I will draw my crushes on CoD both campaign and zombies and I swear I have a lot with me so I hope I could try and draw my sexy and handsome mans. I'm going to expect myself to make them as handsome as I can 😣💖 Also, here's a list of my mans for me as a guide and choose who will I include on my art until I feel lazy and for you to know that I have a lot of crushes there and I mean A LOT 😅💖💖

Price

Alejandro

Alex

Makarov

Nikolai (MW2019)

Reznov

Mason

Woods

Stitch

Perseus

Weaver

Ravenov

Lazar

Primis Nikolai

Primis Dempsey

Ultimis Demspey

Primis Takeo

Also pic unrelated but this is just my mood whenever I think about them

[harryfeatgaga]

Patrick demspey is from the town where the maine shooting just happened :(

oh yeah I saw that ugh so sad a girl in one of my classes is too she knew 2 people who got shot its so sad

[bigaldevlin]

Here is a tribute I have made dedicated to one of my fave boxers of all time -Georges Carpentier who started his professional career in 1907. He fought some of the all time greats such as Gene Tunney and Jack Dempsey despite only being a light heavyweight (and he started off as a flyweight!). He was also a great man being a war hero from world war 1 ad a fighter pilot for the French airforce.There is very little footage out there and knowledge of the Orchid man so I felt an obligation to make more people aware of this awesome fighter

[pinkykitten]

13 reasons why masterlist

✰menu✰ cakes: one-shot macaroons: blurb/drabble or imagine with less than 1,000 cupcakes: headcanons baguette: preferences pies: chapter or series

✰ — cakes:

“i’ll never leave you” | zach dempsey x plus size! fem reader

“i’m happy when i’m with you” | cyrus x fem! reader

“i’m here for you” | clay jensen x fem! reader

“high” | scott reed x fem! reader

“accident” | zach dempsey x davina jensen (oc)

“my knight in shining armor” | clay jensen x fem! reader

“the name” | zach dempsey x adeline foster (oc)

“get away from her” | zach dempsey x fem! reader

✰ — macaroons:

“it has to get better” | clay jensen x fem! reader

“brother’s help” | jeff atkins x fem! reader

“who to choose?” | cyrus x fem! reader x tyler down (some platonic)

[greyscapts]

[mc-tummy-blur]

Yesterday at like 2 am my mind said to draw a page full of Dempsey so I did, and now I’m posting it at 1 am today

[regalityandcoffee]

There's just something so... distinct about Charlie's voice. I can't explain it but I've never heard anyone sound or talk like him before and it's fascinating to me

[selbstverbrennung]

some alternative primis lads.

[thenickelportrust]

If Raf and the MC divorced and didn't get back together, but became friends again, how would each of the other ROs feel about catsitting Trixie from time to time?

Finley: Finley’s cool with cats. They’re generally more of a dog person than a cat person but they’d be down to look after Trixie when need be. I get the feeling that the two of them would have a sorta a neutral respect/casually friendly situation.

Jacob: Jacob loves anything fuzzy. He’s also much much more of a dog person but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t love cats as well. He’d probably buy some cat toys and spend most of the time catsitting by playing with her and giving her little scratches. So, yeah, he’d definitely be down to catsit.

Lucy: Lucy doesn’t really understand cats all that much. So she’d catsit but… begrudgingly. Catsitting and Lucy is more of a “I’ll look after this animal and feed it but that’s about all I’m doing here” situation.

Yolanda: Yolanda is definitely a cat person. She loves how elegant they are. She would definitely be willing to catsit and would probably spend a majority of the time grooming Trixie so she’d even come back more beautiful then before.

Eileen: Eileen loves all animals, so she’d be more than willing to catsit. She’d be the kind of person who makes any animal she’s looking after their own homecooked meals, so I’d bet that Trixie would also love any time spent with her.

Informant: The Informant loves cats. They can be very relaxing and just kind of calm, like him. Catch him as the guy catsitting with the cat asleep against his side. So, yeah, he’d also definitely be fully down for catsitting.

Ricky:  Ricky doesn’t like any animals. At all. Not even fish, really. If he had to I guess he would but at the same time it’d be a game of him avoiding being within proximity of the cat as much as he can save for feeding times. Granted Trixie probably wouldn’t be the biggest fan of his sour personality as well. So the two of them would just avoid each other at all costs.

V: V loves all animals. They would definitely be up for catsitting. Need them to keep her for a day? A week? A month? A year? No problem, pal. Just, y’know, good luck getting her back from them.

[hazard-15]

Comfort in Silence

Zari found him in the child’s bedroom, hunched up as if he was trying to hide himself. The frown on her face deepened seeing Dempsey so unlike his usual self, though she couldn't necessarily blame him for acting so. Killing another version of yourself is bound to affect you after all.

  “.....Hey,Tank..” She called out softly as she slowly walked toward the bed, sitting next to her lover.

  Dempsey at first made no move to look at her, keeping his head down and to the side. After a few moments, he turned his head to look at the southern woman. Zari felt her heart break, even more, looking at the tired, vulnerable expression he wore. It just didn’t look right on him. She liked, no loved, the big bright smile the man usually wore. The smile was so contagious that it made her smile every time she saw it. 

  She mentally shook herself out of her stupor and gently raised a hand to cup Demspey’s face, the marine instantly leaning into the warmth it gave and holding said hand with his own. The action made the woman smile as she moved closer to him.

“It’s okay...I'm here now. Now and always.” The southern gal said to him as she pressed a kiss against his forehead, her thumb caressing his cheek.

  Zari gasped when she was pulled suddenly onto Dempsey’s lap, his arms wrapped around her waist while her hands found purchase on his broad shoulders. She glared down playfully. However, a blush warmed up her face when she saw the marine had made a home for his head on her chest. Zari was sure she could feel the man smirking against her skin. El Culo, she thought.            

  They sat there silently, in the comfort of each other, Zari scratching the back of the marine’s head softly. She said nothing about the tears that drenched her skin, only cooed and pressed more kisses to the top of his head while rubbing his back.     

  Dempsey knew that when it was just the two of them, he could allow the walls he put up to be put down and let out all the thoughts and feelings he kept inside. The woman in his arms silently encouraged him to, encouraged him to share his troubles, to share whatever weight he had pulling him down. It’s one of the many reasons he loved her. The marine knew that she spoke with experience on the subject. It’s the reason he always tries to return the favor to his favorite girl.

  The next couple of moments saw the couple still in the bedroom, wrapped up in each other’s arms. Dempsey lifted his head so he could pepper Zari’s face with kisses, earning giggles from the woman that only encouraged him further. He topped it off with a loving kiss on her lips which she gladly reciprocated.    When they pulled apart, Zari wiped away any remaining tears and gave a chaste kiss, finding amusement in Dempsey’s love-struck gaze.

  “Feel better, mi amor?” The cowgirl asked with a soft voice. 

   “Yeah, the whole thing was just...overwhelming.” The marine responded, voice gruff.

  “I know it must have been….. for you to do what you did.” Zari hummed in agreement. “It’s okay to feel what you're feeling. I may not fully understand, but I’m glad you’re letting it out.” She added.

  Dempsey could only smile as he looked into her unique purple eyes. “Thanks, Doll.”

“What for?” Zari raised a brow.

  “For being with me. Loving me through all this.” He said, kissing her on the corner of her mouth, on the side which held her lip scar.                      “You’d do the same for me,” Zari replied, getting flustered quickly. Failing to hide it no matter how hard she tried. She buried her face into the marine's shoulder while said man couldn’t help but laugh, squeezing her hips tenderly.

  When she recovered from her flustered state, the southern woman simply shifted so that her head was in a more comfortable position. 

   “Ready to go back to the others? They must be worried.” Zari asked, voice soft. 

   “Just a few more minutes? I wanna spend all the time I can with you alone.” Dempsey grinned.

  “Anything for you, babe. But just a few more minutes.” She laughed, the two coming together for another kiss, followed by many more. 

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[richtofens-hips]

Im see you want more Demspey cintent. Well Demspey is now in Brazil good luck with that!

He is helping find cleitim!

"Alright! more reinforcements!"

(You can def tell my ability to draw is evaporating. I need a break now 😭)