#elias kötz x reader

[itsohh]

I Want You

A/N: Female reader, who me? posting a request? only uh squints only two months later? crazy. Also I couldn’t remember how I used to write Elias but well this is how I write him now, but thanks my dude haha 👌 🤙

Word count:  2547

Warnings: Smut

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It was a little strange. To have something planned but also not planned at the same time. Sure, the pair of you had talked about it before and figured everything out but you never set a date. He wanted it to be a natural occurrence for the pair of you. Elias blinked at you a few times as he comprehended your words. "I want you." The words had slipped so easily from your lips. You watched as his throat bobbed as he swallowed.

His lips were slightly swollen from your rather messy make-out session, his tongue wet his lips. A light seemed to go off his head and he practically jumped. "Right!" In all honesty, he seemed a little more nervous than you did at the moment. It was obvious you had caught him off guard.

Elias leaned in, a hesitant kiss before he rest his forehead against yours. "Say anything, anytime if you want to stop. I will, I promise. Can you do that for me?"

"Yeah."

"Pinky promise?" He smiled as you let out a laugh.

"Yeah I pinky promise."

"Good, just. Sit back and relax." He kissed down the side of your throat to your shoulder. Eyes closed, you couldn't help but moan at the feeling. "Your so beautiful, you know that?" He continued to pepper kisses down over your chest as you leaned back on the couch. "Could be a part-time model."

"Or an air hostess in the 60s." You laughed out and he paused and pulled back to make eye contact with you. Grin on his face he winked.

"Must thank Tori sometime for introducing us to that show."

"It was good!"

"It was." His eyes roamed over your body and he pushed both lips together. "Now, where to start." He narrowed his eyes as he decided before suddenly he leaned forward and picked you up by the waist. A surprised shout which turned into a giggle left your mouth as he slung you over his shoulder.

"Elias." You dragged out his name as he carried you, still laughing.

Soon he flipped you forward so your back hit the top of your shared bed. Dead in the middle he let out an approving sound. "Much better." He weighed his head for a moment. "But you are wearing far too much clothing. May I?" At your nod, he rid himself of his own shirt and crawled over you on the bed.

Slowly his hands found the bottom of your shirt and started to pull it upwards. "God, you're stunning." Elias's hands went to your bra and his eyes flicked up to yours for a moment to see for any hesitation or discomfort on your side.

When he found none, his fingers unhooked the bra and threw it over his shoulder. Elias let out a groan at the sight and ran a hand through his hair. "You're killing me here. How did I end up with someone so perfect huh?" He leaned forward and pressed his lips against your nipple. "Is that what you're trying to do? Kill me?" He latched his lips to the and moaned into it, not getting enough of you. His other hand started to massage your free breast and he continued to mumbled into your chest. "Cause you are, too pretty for your own good."

Your giggles turned to moans and automatically your hand went to his hair and pulled it harder against your chest. When his eyes opened to look up towards you, you froze from the action and started to pull your hand away, unsure.

"No, continued. Gods, please. Be as rough as you want. Show me what you like." He breathed, panting slightly. "Pull my hair, I enjoy it." He encouraged and hummed with approval when your hand buried back into his hair.

Once again, Elias lost himself in your chest and soon you were grinding up against him. "Too perfect." He mumbled and let go of your breast. His hand smoothly felt down until he reached your thigh and grabbed it.

Elias pushed his hair back and pulled away from your chest. "Let me taste you, please. I need to, mmm, please?" You nodded and he paused for a second. "Say yes, I need to hear you say it. I need you to tell me that you want this."

"Yes, Elias of course I. I want you." He let a groan out at the sound which turned slightly into a grin-filled laugh.

"Just hearing you say that, ah. Will be the death of me." His hands found the edge of your shorts and slowly popped the button. Elias licked his lips as he grabbed the sides of your shorts and pulled them down with your underwear to leave you completely bare.

He leaned back and placed a hand over his mouth. "Scheiße." He started to fan himself and undid the zip to his pants but nothing more. "Death of me, I tell you." Elias shuffled down the bed and hooked his arms around your thighs. "Who let you be so perfect hmm? Make a deal with the devil?"

Wet kisses smacked on the inside of your thighs and he leaned his head on one side like a pillow. "May I? Taste?" He gave you big eyes.

"Elias I already said yes you don't have to keep asking- oh fuck!" Your voice was interrupted as he suddenly covered your cunt with his entire mouth. Moaning into you, his eyes squeezed shut.

"Taste so good." He mumbled into you as he dove into your soaking folds, making sure to flick his tongue against your cunt.

Elias didn't mind when your legs shut around his head, his hands grip your thighs hard to prevent you from completely crushing him. With both hands in his hair, you grind yourself into his face, pulling him to focus on the sweet spot.

"Just here, Liebling?" You could barely hear his voice. When you looked down his eyes were looking up at you, his hair a complete mess. You nodded and you swore you felt him smile into you. "So good mmm." His lips came off you with a loud pop only for him to dive down again. This time, he focused completely on your clit.

"Ohhhh." Your face scrunched up as you let out a moan.

"Let me just. Add a finger." He managed to get out before his index finger slid inside of you. "So wet for me, all for me. My beautiful girl." He started to slowly fuck his finger in and out with ease. Then he added a second one. "Look at that, you take my fingers so perfectly. Doing so perfect for me."

"Fuck Elias, feels so good."

"Yeah? Tell me how it feels."

"Different." You panted out and rocked your pelvis against his hand. "From when I do it, please Elias." You Whine and pulled his face against your cunt. "So close."

At that notification, he didn't stop. Determined to push you over the edge, he did everything in his power until finally. Finally. You cried out. Pathetic thrusts against his face you cried out as a wave of pleasure washed over you. Relaxation set over your entire body and you practically melted into the bed. Head in the clouds all your thoughts were swept away until you were left there gasping.

"You there for me?" You blinked to see Elias above you. "Lost you for a moment. Having fun?"

"Yeah, I- sorry."

"Sorry? For what? I'll take it as a compliment. It's not every day someone orgasms so hard from me. In fact, I think I'd like to see that again." He pressed his lips against yours and you could taste yourself on his lips. He kissed your cheek. "And again." He started to assault your face with kisses. "And again, and again, and again." He repeated and continued to kiss your face.

A laugh had you turn and soon you wrapped your arms around him. He pulled back, a dopey look on his face. "Thank you for sharing this with me. For trusting me."

"We haven't actually like, fucked yet Elias." His brows raised.

"Oh, you, you actually wanted to?"

"What do you think 'I want you' means?"

"I- will be right back." You watched him disappear to his closest and manage to fish out a box. Propped up on one arm you watched as Elias squinted at one of the package.

"Ha! Not expired." He grinned in triumphant. "Did you know that you are never supposed to use your teeth to open these?" He sat down on the bed.

"Oh?"

"No, you push it down like so and then tear the top off. This is to prevent accidentally ripping it."

"Mmm, just like you're not supposed to keep them in your wallet cause of the heat."

"Someone knows their proper condom storage handling."

"Of course, they taught us in school." You shrugged.

"Would you like to put it on or shall I?" He offered it to and you paused before you took it from his hands. Elias stood up from the bed and took a deep breath. Slowly he pushed down his pants and briefs and his cock sprang free.

"Ready?" His eyes landed on you. Scared to hurt him, you moved to the end of the bed. With one hand pinching the top of the plastic, you fitted it onto his head. "That's right. Pinch to prevent air bubbles from rupturing and the curl out to make sure it's the right way." You used your hand to roll it down to the base of his cock. "Oh- that's it. Perfect." He squirmed a little under your touch and regained control.

"It's heavy." You whispered.

"Most cocks this size are." He blinked and you saw the amusement in his eyes falter for a moment. "If it's too scary or you have changed your mind. It's okay you don't-

"I want to! Please. Elias. I really want to and I know what to expect." You looked up and your head wobbled for a second. "Like I've seen porn before and I know that's not realistic or whatnot. And I know that like I will stretch I just. Despite all the things I know, my mind is screaming that you're not going to fit."

"We will take it slow alright?"

"Yeah."

"Lay back for me, get comfortable." You hopped back on the bed and pulled down a few pillows. "Good, perfect. Now spread those legs for me." You nodded and followed his instructions.

Elias let out a moan and you could see him melt in place. "Oh, I have to have just one more taste." He suddenly dove down, cock forgotten as his lips found your cunt again.

"So good." He moaned, eyes shut as his tongue took a deep swipe against you.

"Elias." You whined out his name and he snapped out of it. With a guilty smile, he pulled back.

"Right, right, your right. I will have plenty of time for that later. You are just, so, so perfect. There's not a single word I know that describes how utterly perfect you are."

"Don't you know like a million languages?"

"Precisely what I'm saying. Need to come up with a new language just to describe you." He mumbled and got onto his knees and positioned himself in between your legs. "Ready?"

You nodded and he placed the head on your folds. "Watch with me." He let out a breath.

Slowly Elias pushed into you. A slow, slow action of his cock disappearing into you. A whine echoed from your lips but he didn't stop. So beautifully he stretched your walls to their limit. You thought he would have to stop but more and more your cunt sucked him in until his hips were flushed against you.

"You fit." You breathed a smile on your face.

"See, knew you could take me. My good girl. How do you feel?"

"Full? I don't know, it's hard to describe. It feels right."

"Yeah, good. What if I do this?" He pulled himself from you and pushed back in. Your eyes shut and your mouth gapped open at the sensation.

"Elias?"

"Too much?"

"No, I just. Hold me?" Your eyes please up him and he leaned down. His muscular arms wrapped around you. His bare chest was warm. Not too hot just that perfect temperature to be comforting. "You feel so good. I don't know what to do." You whimpered and wrapped your arms around him. The tips of your nails dug slightly into the skin on his back.

"Just hold on okay? I have you." He kissed your neck. "I have you, I have you- you're doing so well." He rocked in and out of you at a steady pace. Not too hard. "So perfect. My little Liebling. So, so perfect. Does that feel good?"

"Yes, Elias." You dragged out your S's as you whimpered without thought into the man. Every second he rocked in and out in a pleasurable comfort that you swore you would never get tired of. "I love you so much, my beautiful girl. So lucky to have you." He pressed his nose into your neck as he fucked you.

"Thank you so much for this baby. Beautiful beautiful girl. Love you so much." Elias lost himself in you as you held onto him for dear life. "So smart and caring. All for me. All for me. So lucky."

"Elias, m close."

"Your close? You're going to cum? Cum for me, please, please please I want to feel you cum around me. I want to come with you. First time together. Yeah?"

"Fuck, please."

"Just like that darling, cum for me. Just like that, you're doing so well just- oh fuck."

"Elias."

"That's it, oh yes squeeze around me." His voice cut off and a loud broken moan left his lips. Hugging you as tight as he could the pair of you were locked in a daze state of your high.

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A mumble left your lips and you pried your eyes open. Your body felt so relaxed but also so tired at the same time. "Elias?" You blinked to see you in your bathroom.

"We fell asleep for a moment there. My bad. Only ten minutes or so."

"Did you run the bath?"

"I did. Now I will be right back. The bathroom is yours, I'm getting you some water okay."

"Alright." You yawned and he placed you on the sink top.

Elias returned not too long later after you had unlocked the door. "Here, drink up."

"Mm, zesty." You hummed into the lemon water. He held your hand and helped you into the bath with him.

"You did so well for me." Elias pulled you into his lap as water surrounded you.

"I had fun. A lot more tiring than I expected though." You yawned and he hummed.

"Don't worry you will get used to that. That is of course you wish to do that again in the future."

"Mmm promise me we will." You grinned into his touch.

"Now I've had a taste of you, you're never going to get rid of me." He pressed his lips against you, a smile spread across his face.

"That doesn't seem too bad."

[vampsquerade]

Hostage roleplay anon back at it again! (that fic was friggin amazing btw)

May I get a fluffy fic of blitz finally winning over a very shy and reserved reader?

glad you enjoyed it, hostage anon! i hope you don’t mind but that’s what i’m going to refer to you now 😭 welcome back with another request for our flashy boi blitz, i hope you like it! i kinda went off script a little bit bc ngl yes i am in love with the “shy flower shop worker meets a loud and funny man” trope 😭

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Blitz x GN!Reader: Breaking The Shell

Trigger Warnings: timidity, fluff, slight angst (kinda sorta barely), love confessions

Having a job at a nice little floral shop was fun. You were a florist in training, as you hoped you would one day get to be in charge of your own shop one day. It was peaceful, and you met tons of people of all ages. The only downside you had was that you were pretty timid, especially around people you found were a bit too boisterous. Especially this one man that had come into the shop for the past month. He was German, guessing from his accent, and he really only came in because he seemed genuinely interested in learning more about flower language. He was nice, sure, but it was so hard for you to talk to him. Why?

Because he was honestly your type.

Not too tall, but also not too short. His hair fit his face perfectly, and he was always so nice to talk to. Sure, he was loud and that sometimes made you uncomfortable, but you found it to be pretty cute of him. As you were tending to the flowers, you heard the little chime of the bell that was attached to the top of the door. You dust your hands off on your gardener’s apron and hastily make your way up front, only to see the mysterious German there waiting for you. Your heart thumps loudly in your ears and you swiftly look away to compose yourself, only to realize that he was approaching you. “What a lovely day it is today, ja? How are you doing today?” the German asked.

You swiftly turn to him, eyes slightly wide as his abrupt entrance startled you. “U-Um, I’m doing just fine, thank you…are you here to learn some more about flower language..?” you ask sheepishly. “Nein, I'm here to ask about you for once. You know, for someone so mysterious and timid, it garners quite the amount of attention.” he said. “Well maybe I just think life is more simple that way…” you say. “Really? It doesn’t get boring to you, living a simple little life?” the German asked. You slightly narrowed your eyes at him, and the man put his hands up out of surrender, as if to reassure you. “That came out wrong, I’m so sorry! I-I mostly just meant if you find harmony in the simplicity of life, living it mysteriously and shyly away from everyone else!” he exclaimed.

Your eyes remain narrowed, and you huffed slightly, walking back towards the flowers you were previously tending to. The man followed after you, and he gently grabbed your arm, turning you around to look at him. “Please, I genuinely didn’t mean any offense with that question. I just…don’t really know what it’s like to live as a civilian anymore, let alone one as intriguing as you. It was a genuine question, and I’m sorry.” he said. His tone was much more gentle this time, something you had never heard from the man before, and it made you soften your expression up. “What do you mean by ‘what it’s like to live as a civilian anymore?’ What do you do for a living..?” you ask.

The man sighed, looking down before looking you back in the eyes, “My name is Elias. I work for the GSG 9 in a CTU called Rainbow. I’m not really supposed to tell that to anyone but…I feel like I can trust you.” the man, whom you could now identify as Elias, said. “Elias…so now we’re on a first name basis…” you say softly. “Well, we would be if you told me your name as well.” Elias said. You take a moment before deciding whether or not you could trust this man as well. He was really persistent in seeing you and the flowers, but now that you’ve heard of his profession, you felt you could trust him a bit more. “My name’s Y/N…” you mumble. “I’ve been waiting to know your name for weeks. Now then,” he said, letting go of you, “I’m not going to stay for much longer. I’m leaving for a mission soon” he said.

You give him a sad look now, “Are you going to miss me?” you asked. “Of course. I feel we’ve kind of grown close this past month. Granted I just learned your name, but it’s been nice spending this time with you. I’ve never had some kind of domestic friendship like the one we have.” Elias said. Flustering a bit, you look away from him and carefully pluck a flower; a pink tulip, and hand it to him. “We got the seeds from one of our Dutch customers…take this with you for today.” you say. Elias’ cheeks then turn pink, and he looks at you with wide eyes. You stare at him for a moment before turning away, “I won’t keep you any longer, I’ll see you next time…” you say. Elias gives you a nod and a smile, bringing a hand up to caress your cheek before walking out of the shop.

Once he’s gone, you sigh softly and shake your head. Elias came in less and less as the week passed by, but he spent most of his time actually picking you up from work and inviting you over, to which you nervously accepted all the time. You had met his colleagues, and thought they were nice people to be around. He was winning you over, as one of the instances in which he was breaking you out of your shell was by taking you out on a date. It was a pleasant date, and you wished you could have seen him come into work, but he was nowhere to be found. It pained you, having built up such a close relationship despite your timid nature only for him to leave again.

Suddenly, someone runs up to you and from the silhouette of his extremely wet hair, it was Elias. “Y/N! Look, I don’t have much time but I wanted to come see you. But I-” you cut him off. “Can I speak first..?” you ask. “Yes, just please make it quick.” Elias said. “I wanted to let you know that all the time we spent has made me come to realize that I have feelings for you…” you say softly. “Then my efforts have worked. I wanted to tell you that I had feelings for you, and have had them since I first came into the flower shop. I was really hopeful that this past month would bring us closer and it has…” he mumbled. Elias then pulled you into a kiss, one that you happily accepted. He was able to quell your prior timid nature, and you were happy that he did. “I’ll be back, I promise.”

You smile, moving his wet hair out of his face, “You had better be back…I’ll make a cute little bouquet for you.” you say. “That would be lovely.” Elias said. The honk of a car startled you both, making you pull away, “You done kissing your little partner now?! We have to go, Elias!” you heard one of his colleagues yell. It was Dominic’s voice, and he sounded irritated. “Okay, I should be back in two months. I have your number so I’ll text you the day before I come back.” Elias said, pulling away from you now. “Okay, I’ll see you then…now go, I don’t want Dominic to yell at us some more…” you say.

He gives you a nod before running towards the car they were in, “Oh, and one more thing!” Elias yelled as he stepped into the car. “What is it?!” you yell back. “Ich liebe dich!” he yelled and closed the door. You fluster slightly, and wave the car goodbye. Who would have thought that you being a timid little flower shop worker would have got you a boyfriend?

[angelaiswriting]

The Contest (1 of 7) | some R6S guys x fem!reader

✏️ Pairing: Bandit / Blitz / Glaz / Jäger / Tachanka x fem!reader

✏️ Summary: Dominic Brunsmeier can’t keep his goddamn mouth shut when it comes to eating pussy, and that’s how Y/N found herself being drafted to be the judge of this pussy-eating contest. (Straight out of a dream @kind-wolf​ had)

✏️ A/N: I... ehm, am a hoe, whoops 🙊 y’all, enjoy! Thank you, Alice, for always having great dreams and for letting me write about this. 🥰 The first actual part is coming soon, I just want to write a bit more of part four to avoid dishing everything out now and making you wait for the rest.

✏️ Warnings: nothing yet, but still 18+ only for sexual themes (oral sex f/r) being discussed.

✏️ Word-count: 1,937

✏️ The links to the other parts are in the masterlist linked in my bio.

THE CONTEST  |  >> part two: elias >>

When Y/N entered the lounge room, the conversation was already flowing and as she was already tired from the testosterone-filled day spent at the practically almost empty base, she didn’t make much of an effort to join it. She simply reached the alcohol cabinet, poured herself some whiskey, and sat down in one of the empty armchairs, ready to allow her drink and her friends’ voices in the background to fully relax her.

The day she had ahead was another one of those boring days. She was base-bound for the time being: other teams had been sent on various missions and only a bunch of operators had been left behind “on hold”. It wasn’t that bad: it meant having some days off, but those days often felt way too long and their emptiness brought up a heavy boredom she didn’t always know how to banish.

Her head had just leaned back against the cool faux leather of the armchair when her ears picked up bits of the conversation the boys were having and her eyebrows furrowed.

“Eating pussy is not a hobby,” Glaz was saying matter-of-factly.

Y/N’s eyes shot open, and the sip of whiskey that was halfway down her throat almost choked her.

“That’s something someone who doesn’t know how to eat pussy would say,” was Dominic’s reply. His eyebrows were knitted together and his lips almost pursed in disbelief at what his friend had just said. But then, when his gaze swept over and settled on Y/N, sitting right opposite him with the low coffee table separating them, his expression relaxed and his free hand, the one not holding his beer, came up to stroke his beard. “Have you ever eaten pussy so good you start considering learning how to breathe out of your ears?” he said and although he wasn’t talking directly to her, he was talking about her. He had told her just that a couple of weeks ago; he had groaned those words right against the chafed and tender skin of her inner thighs as she was still shivering with the aftershocks of her umpteenth orgasm, and she had breathlessly chuckled out loud at the mental picture that concept had painted in her mind.

At that, Marius laughed, a sound right from deep down his throat as Elias coughed in the attempt not to choke on his own drink. “You know no discretion.”

“Of course not! This motherfucker just said eating pussy can’t be considered a hobby!” Burning with disbelief, Dominic took a long sip of his beer and as he did so, he settled better in his armchair and allowed his ankles to cross as he rested his feet on the coffee table. “You learn how to eat delicious, juicy pussy, Glazkov,” he continued, the corners of his mouth curling upwards, “and then we’ll see if you still don’t change your mind.”

Timur groaned something in Russian and Alex cackled next to him. “I already know how to eat pussy, Christ. I bet I’m even better than you at it. You’re just boasting, but it’s all smoke in the eyes.”

Alexsandr proclaimed his agreement with a raise of his drink and before Dominic had the time to speak again, Y/N intervened, hoping to put an end to the discussion.

“Are you guys really arguing about your oral skills?” she scoffed, pulling her knees closer as her head leaned back against the headrest of the armchair. “How old are you, fifteen?”

“Listen, you know I’m right.” Dominic’s insistence threatened to make her smile, but hiding it was easy behind the rim of her tumbler. “You have to get down eye-level with your woman’s pussy and give it your fucking best. If you don’t go down on her like that’s the best thing you’ll ever do in your days, then you better leave the room to the pro.”

“Who, you?” Marius scoffed, eyeing his friend up and down before rolling his eyes at his Well, yeah, of course.

“Oh, fuck off. What are you, the self-proclaimed Cunnilingus Lord?”

“I don’t see anyone else worthy of that title here, so yeah, sure.”

There was a sudden uproar of “You clearly haven’t seen my women with me between their legs,” and “I’m sure you don’t even know where the clit is,” until Glaz’s voice seemed to drown out the others.

“You’re so full of bullshit, Brunsmeier.”

“I won’t let a child with his mom’s milk still on his upper lip insult me!” And while everyone’s words felt heavy and tense in the silence of the base, they all knew it was just a way to tease each other in the vain attempt to liven things up in these days’ placidity. Maybe an impromptu fight was just what they needed to have some fun.

But then, as Timur and Dominic stared each other down, Y/N’s soft laughter catalyzed the men’s attention onto something else. “I can’t believe you’re really about to fight over this. Why don’t you just sit in a circle and jerk each other off? The tension in here is palpable. When was the last time y’all had an orgasm?” She smirked and when she turned and caught Alex’s almost-shocked facial expression, something she never thought she’d one day see at the mention of sex, she chuckled some more. “You should place bets, and then come back and see who’s actually the best. The winner wins the money and the title of Cunnilingus Lord.” It was a joke, one she didn’t think would have a follow-up.

Silence ensued, and she would swear she could hear their brains work at maximum capacity as they mulled over her words. She knew how filthy-mouthed and filthy-minded these men could be — and she had spent more time with them than she had ever done before the past week — but it was still somewhat surprising to catch them red-handed as they fought about who had it bigger — or, in this case, who ate pussy out the best.

“What about a contest?” was Alexsandr’s proposal. He was sitting with his legs spread open and his hands in-between them, still holding onto his shot glass.

Everyone seemed to agree on his proposal and for a moment, as they spoke their minds, Y/N let her eyes close once more: if they wanted to challenge each other to a stupid contest, let them. The peace didn’t last long, though, because at some point, just as she was contemplating a nice bath instead of a shower before hitting the sack, someone called her name, and her eyes shot open just in time to see Dominic’s mischievous grin before it disappeared for good.

“I was saying,” he spoke up again, voice slow and measured as his feet came to rest on the floor and his legs spread a little wider, catching her eye, “that you would make an excellent judge.”

“And a partial one,” complained Marius, to which Dominic complained with a But she loves getting head! “We all know you two spend more time in the same bed than you do in separate rooms.”

She scoffed at that, more annoyed at the thought that someone would think she’d make someone else win on purpose than she was at the fact that she had just been brought into such a game. “Just because I’ve seen his dick more than I’ve seen yours doesn’t mean I don’t know how to judge good oral skills.” She frowned.

“It’s settled then.” Timur was grinning and his eyes seemed to twinkle under the lights of the room. “We eat you out, and you proclaim the winner.”

“Slow down, I never said I’d participate in your silly game.”

“But you also didn’t seem that opposed to it a second ago,” Dominic remarked. He was smirking again, and she knew he had something in mind. “You make the rules, and drop out if things start getting uncomfortable.”

“Yeah, no hard feelings,” Elias smiled, trying to look more innocent than she knew he was. “We care about you; you know we’d never push anything that could cause you discomfort.”

She eyed them all, one after the other, pondering the pros and cons of having these five men’s faces between her legs and not because of some chokehold during training. She had no problem saying yes to Dominic — she had been saying yes to him for longer than she could actually recall, and he had never disappointed. But it still felt rather weird to know that while it was just sex and they weren’t exclusive, that man was okay with that. He knew how to be possessive, but he wasn’t exactly jealous, and although they had never talked about it, she had never thought of him as someone who would share so willingly.

Unless his ego was at stake, though, apparently.

“There won’t be any dick involved,” she decided eventually. “I don’t know about clothes yet, but if I say you must keep them on, you will keep them on, understood?”

There followed a chorus of Yes, Ma’am and although her body relaxed against the leather of her armchair, she found herself squeezing her thighs together.

“No toys allowed, but fingers are fair game,” she added. “Scratch that, their use is highly encouraged. We can do it anywhere you want as long as it’s somewhere private. But absolutely no exhibitionism: there’s only going to be me and one of you in the room at a time. Only one person in a day, for God’s sake, I have other things to do other than being the judge for your stupid game.”

“Deal,” was Elias and Timur’s rushed reply and they exchanged a look at the simultaneity of the action.

“I’m not done,” she chuckled, shaking her head. “I’d say the rule is only one orgasm per participant but if you’re good at it — and you’ll understand it from my reaction —, you have free reign to give me another.” It was a plain attempt at riling Dominic up because it had been clear, just a few moments ago, that he thought he was the best, la crème de la fucking crème when it came to giving head to a woman, and a sick part of her wished she could be able to challenge him that tad bit more. “I don’t care about the order you decide to follow, that’s your business. I’d just like for you to let me know at least the day prior, so that if I’m busy with something Rainbow, we can reschedule.” She sat back for a moment, thinking of something else to add, but she came up empty-ended. “Now, if you accept these rules, you’re in, otherwise forget about getting close to my pussy.”

They all agreed, and they all promised they’d be good boys and behave.

“What’s the final prize?” Alexsandr inquired after a while, almost absent-mindedly.

“The knowledge that the winner is the best in this room at eating pussy? I thought that would be enough,” she laughed. “You can bet real money, that’s your business. But,” and she stared right in Dominic’s eyes as she prepared herself for what was to leave her lips, “another go between my legs could be put up for grabs.”

Dominic’s That’s out of discussion! put the others’ exclamations of jubilee to silence. “You go down on her only once, you fuckers. That’s it.”

Her grin at his reaction only widened when Timur spoke up again.

“What are you worried about?” And then, to the others, barely holding back his laughter, “Maybe the expert isn’t really that great after all.”

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[harvardhaugland]

Hello<3 I found this blog a few days ago and fell in love with your writing :)

I saw that you did relationship headcanons for some of the r6 operators so I thought if you have time and want to, can you do relationship headcanons for blitz, montagne and doc, too?<3 :)

˗ˏˋrelationship headcanonsˎˊ˗

doc, blitz & montagne (reader is gn!)

a/n: (THANK YUUUU… makes me so happy to hear how much ppl like my writings! once again super duper funz writing this <3)

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doc

“i’ll take care of you!” ♡

gustave is so, so in love with you. he’s your biggest fan & admirer for sure.

medical work had always kept him busy, gustave hadn’t been in a relationship ever since he turned 30. romance was a thing he’d only think of on lunch breaks, you coming into his life had made him stop thinking that love isn’t real.

gustave rather prefers to keep physical affection inside the privacy of your own home, but pda doesn’t bother him too much, he’s not embarrassed to show how he loves you through his words!

for one, gustave calls you all sorts of cute pet names. a few of his favorites are: “angel”, “my light”, and “dear angel”. he likes staying close by your side, there to give you kisses and hold your hands.

he absolutely loves hand holding, he’ll wrap both his hands around yours, kissing all along your hands up to your wrists.

another thing he likes is to give you small kisses on the cheek, when you see him in the mornings he’ll press two kisses to the sides of your face, saying praises in your ear.

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blitz

“not only am i sweet, but i’ve got a great sense of humor too.” ♡

elias’ jokes is what had brought the two of you together, that boyish charm he has is what really won you over!

surprisingly, you were the third person elias has ever dated before. he gets really embarrassed about this sort of thing, as relationships aren’t something he hadn’t put a lot of thought into. but he learns to be proud of it in some odd way, since to him, you are “one of a kind!”.

it took some warming up for elias to really start being all affectionate in public, it started out with hand holding and hugs— making him start to feel more confident and show lots of love towards you!! he’s the type of guy to physically show his love.

elias likes to hold your hand up to his lips and press a quick kiss to each of your knuckles, he’ll slowly kiss up your arm and stop at your shoulder, giggling.

he’ll kiss all along your jawline and forehead, kisses are his favorite way to show love through for sure.

he’s a huge fan of cuddling and he loves it when the two of you tangle together comfortably, it’s an intimate and cute moment for him to remember.

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montagne

“i’ll stay with you, love.” ♡

gilles is a strong, dependable and stern man, someone who doesn’t crack under pressure.. however, when it came to you, you made his stomach have butterflies.

gilles, although being an older gentleman, had only been in 1 or 2 relationships before. he has a lot of awkwardness around him when it comes to being romantic, leading to him reading guides on how to communicate with you when the two of you got together.

he gets nervous with anything like pda. ask this man for a kiss on the cheek in public and he’ll struggle for 5 minutes trying to do something so small and simple.

when he’s actually feeling like himself, gilles is a supportive partner, he’s gonna encourage you and praise you, he will always be there to help you feel better.

gilles will wrap his arms around you and hold you closely, sometimes his hugs can be a little too tight to the point where you have to tap his back to let him know to loosen up.

he much rather prefers when you give him kisses over him giving you kisses, he was never really a good kisser, he really likes when you squeeze his biceps or kiss the top of his hand, he says it makes him feel like a princess!

[astheraa]

Hi! I love your writing 💕 Do you have any headcanons for Blitz in a relationship? (Female reader)

Blitz relationship Headcanon ♥

In Harry´s psychological report about Elias, he repeatedly mentions his care for the people around him. Puting himself as a shield even though one of his good friends is Gilles "montagne". He would do anything and everything to keep you save and tries to give you all of his love.

He had the privilege of growing up in a family, where they gave their kids enough freedom so they can live like they want to. He thinks that freedom is really important, even in a Realtionship, in his opinion you can be friends with whoever you want, but he doesn´t want anyone to be friends with you, who likes you more then they should.

He loves taking you out on dates, but not into fancy restaurants, more like into the villages of Germany, into small not much crowded restaurants and showing you the german culture. He takes you intodifferent cities of germany showing you around and telling you things about them. He always tries to spend the most time with you possible, since he loves going out with you

His favourite memory with you is, when you both went to the "Museumsinsel" in Berlin, drinking coffe and eating typical german streetfood and just enjoying the day, without worrying that he needs to go on a mission in the next second.

He´s a cuddler and his love language is physical, like holding your hand the whole time , pulling you onto his lap, hugging you from behind and cuddling you while sleeping. His love is unconditionally and he would never do something that hurts or upsets you.

Talking about you can take a long time, he loves describing the things he loves about you in detail and he can´t stop thinking about you.

,, You know what I like about her the most? Her hair and her eyes, they match perfectly and I could stare into her eyes for hours. You know, she´s just the best and loves me unconditionally like how I love her. In my last realtionship I was scared every second that my ex would break up with me or cheat on me while I am on missions, and she did in the end. But with Y/N I dont have this fears anymore. I know when I come home that she waited for me without thinking about other men."

When he comes home from a mission, he drops everything and goes to you and hugs and kisses you, he just needs it.

He keeps a photograph of you in his phone and in his pocket by his heart. Keeping you as close to him as possible. He calls you every evening on missions telling you that he misses you and listening to you how your day was.

“Loved you yesterday, love you still, always have, always will.”

[whats-in-the-canister]

Oh...oh hell yeah

General SFW Relationship Headcannons - Elias “Blitz” Kötz

This. Man. Is. A. Train.

Not in a bad way or anything, but expect some unintentional bruising. He doesn’t know his own strength sometimes. This, combined with his unruly amount of physical affection, has caused some odd situations. Laying on a couch post workout? Be prepared for the German to launch himself at you. Cooking dinner? There will be arms around you. Reunion after a mission? He will sprint once he sees you waiting on him. It’s like dating a damn Golden Retriever.

He also gives no warning. Stay alert.

He even clings in his sleep. His teammates have a shared photo album of the ridiculous poses they’ve caught him in. If you’re sleeping with him, he’ll just see “PILLOW” written across your forehead. He also runs like a space heater, so no blankets for you. Also, big spoon. Fight me.

Even in public, he’s affectionate. Holds your hand everywhere. On the job, he’ll cool it down, but he’ll still be looming. If you guys are sitting down somewhere, he might put your legs in his lap, or just lean his head on your shoulder. He just wants to make sure you’re still there.

Even though he’s very affectionate, he doesn’t get too jealous. He might make a comment to someone coming onto you, but he won’t outright yell or throw hands. He’s rational.

Gym dates.

Park dates.

Hiking date.

Go exercise with him please. Gym rat.

He’s attentative. A dad friend, if you will. 10/10 times of the day will ask you if you’re feeling well. “Have you ate yet?” “Are you tired? remember to pace yourself.” “Libeling, are you feeling well?” It’s endearing.

So. many. freaking. petnames.

“Liebling.” “Liebe.” “Schatz.” “Y/N-chen.” “Maus.” “Bärchen.” “Hase.” The sappier the better. His teammates hate it. If you don’t know German, they all refuse to translate. That’s all on you.

Sometimes his affections get embarrassing. He loves seeing you flustered or getting you to laugh. He lives off of the noise.

His humor is his best quality. You guys can be out somewhere, and he’ll just mumble an absolute knock out of a joke and wind you. You don’t know how he does it. It comes from nowhere.

If he’s been drinking heavily (which is extremely rare, as he’s always the designated driver of the group) he’ll blabber about you for hours. Slurred words, he’ll stumble everywhere.

Monika has a video of him mumbling about you when they went out drinking as a team. He asked Dominic if you were single. When he said you weren’t, Elias sobbed. Whole crocodile tears.

He sees his teammates as family, and if he’s with somebody, they have to meet his family.

Speaking of teammates...

If you’re dating Blitz, you’re also dating Bandit.

Sometimes you feel like their third wheel. They’re practically brothers. They act like wild teenagers if they aren’t watched.

Sometimes Dominic will just come up and slap him on the ass just to annoy you. You can be at Elias’ apartment, and Dominic will show up without a word for dinner. He does it in purpose to bug you. Elias apologizes to you for hours because of Dominic. You laugh it off. Surprisingly, Dominic might include you when he pranks Elias... Buuuut most of the time you’re just left with flour in your hairdryer and your boyfriend drenched in water. Expect Elias to curse about Bandit in his sleep.

“Gottverdammt, Dom.”

Despite his aloofness, you feel like Dominic is watching you sometimes. While the ex-undercover doesn’t say anything directly, you have a feeling if you hurt Elias in any way, he’s going to do something about it.

Monika, or IQ, slowly becomes a sister to you.

When Dominic and Marius (Jaeger) steal Elias for a night out, she’ll kidnap you and you’ll spend a night together. She acts like a doting mother to Elias. She sends you all kinds of blackmail on him. It’s adorable. Elias feels like you two are plotting against him. He tries to peep, but you two are the only ones who can yell at him.

You two got off on the wrong foot. When you met Monika, she literally threatened you. She told you if you ever hurt Elias you’d be next. However, she soon learned Elias loves you as much as you love him. It worked itself out, after she figured out your intentions.

Marius likes you.

When you met Marius, he was working on his gadget. You expected a blunt insult, but instead he just complimented your eyes and continued working. He cares for Elias dearly, and appreciates that you’re watching over his friend. It was refreshing compared to the others. Elias told you Marius wanted to spend more time with you, which was surprising to you and him. The engineer isn’t the most social, outside of his team.

Pushing all of his energy and affection aside, Elias is a tender person. He takes failures hard. He appreciates having you and his teammates to pick him back up again.

He’s likes to take care of people, and at the end of the week, it might take toll on him. He just wants someone there who can take care of him too.

[wastedr00k]

Kwxc for blitz

k : kink ;

power play (goes both way), and let’s be honest, he’s goofy as fuck and even sex is not an exception, he’ll playfully boop your nose or give a playful lick to any parts of your body.

w : wild card ;

when he came home in his elite uniform and performed a strip dance as you watched fro the couch, he’s feelings himself up and slowly peeling away the tight uniform.

x : x-ray ;

a little on a thinner side but makes up for it by the length and bulbous head, a few thin veins running along the shaft. 

[wfanfic56]

Hello, it's me again. Hope you are doing well 😊. So, if you are still taking request, can I ask imagine from Rainbow Six Siege, The Playbook Cinematic with Blitz? Where after the fight between Ash and Kali, Blitz worried about it and reader comfort him 🥺. Sorry if I bothering you but I really miss that man ❤️

Hello to you too Tiger ☺️. I'm really sorry for making you wait this long. You guys never bother me, that's why I'm here. I tried my best, and I hope you like it.

Fucking contest | Blitz x Reader

"...Is this what you call...team work? Professionalism? Is this what you came here for, to have a fight between yourselves just because it couldn't be your way? Both of you are right but at the same time wrong. This is a game, and in game we show our technics, but not those ones that could cost our team's life. Kali, if I was on her place and if I didn't know you well, I would rip you apart because of that. Ash, you should have more trust in your partner and try your best to not be always the leader as you are to your team. And all of you are equal, what have changed?"

You tough them a lesson, after finding them with broken noses and bruises. Persons you could work everyday perfectly with are now in front of you almost killing each other. After asking them a question, everyone in the room were silent, with their heads bent down.

"Go to your rooms and ask yourself what have changed. Not what have changed in your team, your partner, than what have changed in you."

They went back to their rooms, everyone with their equipment without saying a word. You sighed and went back to your office, and started writing a report for what happened. Your fingers were sticked to the pen, when you heard the knock.

"May I?" Elias Kötz, better known as Blitz, peeps his head, waiting for your permission. As you showed him with your hand to come in, he walks in, closes the door and stood in front of you.

"Madam, do you have ze time for a conversation?" He asked nervously. "Scheisse, ich fürchte, er wird sich nicht versöhnen. / Shit, I'm afraid they won't reconcile. I apologize I shouldn't speak on German, but I'm so nervous that I don't know what to do. What I wanted to say is-"

"-I understood what you've said. And it's not on you to worry about that. What you need to worry about is your head. You're bleeding."

"Was? / What?" you pointed him to his left temple. It was a scratch but it could have been fatal. "Oh.."

"Would you mind if I take care of it?" He shook his head and you stood up from your office chair and went in front of your closet and took the first aid bag. Blitz noticed that it wasn't Gustave's bag, he would never let anyone to take his equipment. So he took his chance to ask you few questions.

"L/N, where did you get that bag? It's not Gustave's, is it?"

"It's mine from my days of service. I was a doctor, well I'm still am, but I never put myself in front of Gustave. I left it because of this fucking contest, the same one that took lives of my team."

"So... That's why you showed our places. Because you didn't want to loose us." you nodded and you finished cleaning his wound with hydrogen.

"I don't want to go through it again. And I don't want to remember it again."

"Then we should go and take some hot chocolate. That would be ze best idea." you raised your eyebrow, knowing what he wants but still you want it to hear him say.

"Ok, ok. Ich möchte dich zu Date einladen / I want you to invite on a date."

"Ich würde gern / I would love to.

[konigsprinzessin]

heaven | elias kötz x (gn) reader

a/n: i love blitz with all my heart i'm also a sucker for sweet endearing moments with my favourite comfort characters ( i mean, who isn't?) his personality is a goofy little sweetheart , sorry i don't make the rules.

gentle fingers brushed through my hair. the sun was shining through the blinds and the birds who resided in the valley bellow chirped as the sun was finally in the sky. i opened my eyes only to be greeted by a pair of sparkling blue ones staring back at me. startled, elias shot back slightly a confused look on his face which soon turned into laughter erupting from the both of us.

"guten morgen." he whispered in native tongue, his fingers still combing through my locks. i noticed that his hair was messy and ruffled like he must've been playing with it prior to waking me up. a smile crept upon his face a few seconds later and his arms were stretched outwards the smooth yet fluffy cover of the bed moving down his torso. "like what you see?" he joked exhaling through his nose before yawning again.

i rolled my eyes at his humour. "do you have training again today?" it was a rare occasion to have elias' at home for the whole day without being interrupted by a call from rainbow requesting for elias' to come to the training station for however long they may have needed him.

"i hope not. there's a new recruit from hamburg and he's awful" he groaned. "he can't even figure out the difference from right and left." he rubbed his temples, the though of the new recruit clearly annoying him despite not even being in the same vicinity as the new comer. "i would've know last night." he turned on his side facing me. "that means we have all day to spend together" he smiled, his thick and muscular arms wrapping around my torso.

i closed my eyes and smiled into his hug. enjoying every single second of the moment.

as we laid in complete silence listening to the birds and the occasional car zoom past our little apartment. heaven was the perfect word to describe this moment.

a few minutes later elias adjusted and grabbed something from off the bedside table suddenly missing his sweet, warm embrace. he sat up slouched over and turned on the television which was conveniently paced in front of the bed on the wall. this placement of the tv was perfect for times like these when we wanted to nothing by be lazy. the channel automatically turned to some german speaking lady and i could tell it was a true crime show judging by the body bag and multiple crime scene photos.

"oh my love, let me explain something to you incredible." elias suddenly piped up with excitement and happiness in his voice.

" the translation?" i hummed back earning another giggle from the german.

"yes, i will but there's something else." i could hear the smile in his voice. "dom and i figured out a way to link our cable to the other tv's in the house." he chirped "and sometimes it shares what each other is watching."

i really didn't understand but i was to tired to ask for clarification.

"so, dom was watching some true crime show." he concluded. "nothing new." he spoke under his breath.

elias started to ramble on both in english and german before i had enough.

"elias, leave the show on and come cuddle me again. i miss your warmth." i confessed before two arms swarmed me in comfort.

[r6s-imagines]

Can I request hcs with 23 and/or 33 for Blitz? I don’t really have specifics or anything but I just thought these two fit him perfectly

that’s literally perfect omfg! thank you for the request! i went through three whole 1k drafts before i found a good plot ;-;

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blitz x reader >> a crash & four screaming idiots

requested: yes! thank you for requesting!

word count: i couldn’t tell, but i’ll guess around 1k?

warnings: cursing

prompts:

#23: “these lights are too bright, i can’t see a damn thing.”

#33: “where’s the off button?!”

you can find the masterlist here

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summary: the gsg9 crew doubted the abilities of blitz, claiming he was nothing without his shield. you want to prove them otherwise.

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jäger slammed his hand onto the table, sending everyone’s utensils into the air for a moment. “there must be more than just that damn shield! it’s just one click and bam! he’s got the whole team down!”

“would you willingly charge into a room full of enemies?” you defended, poking your food.

“you’re asking marius, the man that places his ads then pisses right off to the farthest advantage point,” bandit pointed out, chuckling. “he’s the farthest from the demographic for such weapon.”

“i’ve got no doubts that he has something to do with the capability of his gear,” iq added. “if nobody else could do it, kötz would.”

“exactly! i’m trained in stealth, he’s trained in direct combat. very different worlds,” you observed. “but i still insist elias has talent. it’s not every day someone like him joins rainbow.”

“you’re just saying that because you like him,” jäger joked, nudging you. you turned away, feeling hot.

“elias, my schatz! i couldn’t help but admire your strong arms, glistening skin, and chiseled jawline from across the room! if only you knew of my true, undying love for you and your passions! i want to just—“ marius grabbed yourself cheeks, pulling you close for a kiss on the side of your face.

“that’s enough, schweinhund,” you mumbled, punching jäger. “it’s not even true.”

“then why’re you defending him so strongly?” dominic said with a half-filled mouth, raising an eyebrow.

“everyone here’s proved their worth, no?” you asked, looking around. “ads, ced, red, g52, and my deployable distraction simulation, the dds. if you gave us a different weapon, we’d have no idea how to apply it in a battle. it takes years to take apart your gadget and put it back together without instruction. if we didn’t have elias, we’d lose a real asset to our team.”

“prove it then,” marius blurted. “we’ll see if it’s just talent or assistance.”

“how?” monika inquired.

“easy, we sneak into his room tonight,” he explained. “take it to the training room and see just how easy it is to handle.”

“oh, so you have a death wish,” monika said, deadpan. nobody ever knew if she was joking or not. “he’s likely hounding over it during his off time.”

“everyone has a sleep schedule,” you pointed out. “and i’m sure none of us can remember the last time he slept. no doubt he’ll be out cold by midnight.”

“so it’s a plan?” bandit asked, inspecting his coworkers. everyone nodded, parting to do their own agenda.

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the sky had grown dark and the four of you met in the hallway. you knocked a knuckle against blitz’s door ever so slightly, hearing no response. you took initiative and leaned forward, opening his bedroom door. sure enough, hanging by a set of nails was elias’s g52, cleaned and practically calling your name. you and marius tiptoed in, and you paused to admire blitz’s features. his normally sharp eyes were shut and he was snoring slightly, his athletic torso just barely hidden by a blanket. you seemed to struggle pulling your eyes away from his abdomen, which was almost entirely concealed. someone cleared your throat and you spun around, meeting a smug dominic. he nodded one towards the shield, marius waiting beside it.

you jumped forward and unhooked the shield, finally realizing just how heavy it was. it almost collided with the floor before marius bent down and placed a firm hand just under the machine, silencing any potential catastrophe.

“he really is something, hm?” he said, eyebrow raised and grinning. “i know he’s super handsome and all but we’re here for one thing.”

“just... können sie mir bitte helfen?” you asked for his help bitterly, ignoring his statements. you weren’t sure how to carry the gear, and you settled on the handle fastened into the interior.

you heaved the equipment into an open warehouse, worn down by bullets and sledgehammers and anything that can explode. you could make out which operator preferred which area, from the mounted lmg bullets to breach rounds.

“here would work,” dominic suggested. “monika, could you watch the door?” she nodded and took off, leaning against the door and appearing to tinker with a pile of bits to look productive. “jäger, since you chatted the most shit, i vote you to evaluate the stun.”

“that’s ridiculous! y/n should do it, she’s the reason we’re here in the first place!”

you shook your head and readied the stun, finding a small red button. you look up to a less than enthusiastic marius and closed your eyes, holding the button down firmly.

everyone’s ears were filled with a glass-breaking sound and a blinding light.

“what the hell!” marius screamed, falling to the ground. “why’s it so bright?”

“i don’t know! it’s not normally like this!” you shouted back, pressing every outwardly facing mark on the shield. “where’s the off button?!”

another german voice echoed through the room. it was low and raspy, yet still powerful.

“disconnect the detonating pin from the activation canister,” he called, groaning. “it was in my room for a reason.”

“elias!” you called, blushing like mad. “what a strange coincidence. now how do i fix your shield? these lights are too bright, i can’t see a damn thing!”

“there’s been an issue with it lately,” he explained, making his way down. your eyes stung from the light and you decided to keep them squinted, partially because you didn’t want to make eye contact. “flash won’t turn off over time. i thought keeping it next to where i sleep would make sure no dumbass would get into it.” your eyes readjusted to the now evenly lit room, and you froze in embarrassment to watch a shirtless blitz approach you, eyes trained on his gear. you could practically hear the smirk on the other members’ faces as they watched your flustered state.

“what’s with the outfit, knuddelbärchen?” marius asked, staring at you through his entire inquiry.

“i’m not up for your terms of endearment, marius,” elias replied, taking the shield from your hand and holding it with ease. “and when you hear a crash and four screaming idiots, you don’t really have much time to look nice for the occasion. no offense, monika.” she nodded and assumed her dismissal, taking off to continue her life.

he wasn’t kidding. his hair was ruffled in some places and matted in others. he only had socks and sweatpants on. you began to feel overdressed just being near him, and yet your mind couldn’t stop from thinking about how defined his muscles were—

“y/n!”

“hm?” your eyes trailed back up to elias’s. “yeah, mhm, absolutely.”

“so you admit to being the culprit?”

“i—what!? no! it was dominic, he said he was a big fan of what you can do! i tried stopping him, but—“

blitz took a stride closer, chest touching yours. he leaned down slightly to speak into your ear. he smelled of a faint, often-worn cologne, fresh linens and vanilla.

“you could’ve just asked for lessons,” he whispered, sending a wave of goosebumps down your spine. “i’ll teach you as long as you’re a good girl.” hiding his movements with his g52, his hand brushed against your waist as he moved in. your core tightened, forgetting the public scenario. he pulled away nonchalantly, beginning to walk out, turning to only see his profile. transfixed, you watched a small smirk grace his lips as he exited, a newfound swagger in his step.

“y/n...” marius started, suddenly close behind you. “that was cute.”

“what did he say?” dominic asked, moving in. “we’re not in trouble are we?”

“no,” you replied, staring at the empty doorframe. “not at all.”

[itsohh]

Behave

A/N: Female reader, hhhh work intense.

Day 2: Roleplay

Word count: 1134

Warnings: smut, mentioned major canon character death

AO3 Kinktober Masterlist

A loud shockwave echoed in the room. The man before you quickly straightened up and blinked a couple of times. There was an obvious arousal to his eyes but the flicker in the corner of his lips told you he was also rather amused by the entire situation. 

The pencil skirt left little to the imagination and showed off the shape of your ass to him while the white blouse exposed the bright red bra you wore. Added with the black pair of heels and stockings, the outfit was rather cliche, over the top and stereotypical. Exactly the way the pair of you liked it. 

A long ruler of your had snapped on the desk. The pair of you were in the office of your shared home where a dining room chair had been brought in to sit in front of the large desk. "Have you any idea why your in trouble today Mr Kötz?" The harsh tone to your voice covered any stifle of laughter that had bubbled in your chest. 

"No Miss."

You snapped the ruler down on the desk and he jumped dramatically. His eyes went from your cleavage to your eyes. "You have the nerve to be distracted while I'm trying to re-educate you? You're been a very bad boy."

"Yeah?" His eyes were hopeful and he swallowed before his tongue wet his top lip. 

"Thats a bad thing!" You stalked around to the front of the desk where he sat and slid onto the desk. Your heel lifted up and was put dangerously in between his two legs, just enough contact to push on it. The chair slid back and he paused. 

"Surely there must be some way I can make it up for you Miss. I can be a good student."

"Hmm, perhaps you could be let free with a show of good character and faith."

"Whatever you need, I'll do it." 

"You're a smart boy, Kötz. You can figure it out."

In all honesty, Elias didn't even bother try to keep his character. Immediately his hands snapped to your legs and felt it up. His wet kisses went right through the thin fabric on the fabric and soon he had fallen from the chair onto his knees and your leg was over your shoulder. 

Elias went directly for your cunt and started to lap and nip at it through the matching underwear. He gave no warning and his entire body moved like his tongue.

"Jesus Elias, give me a warning." You wanted out and your hand flew to his head. He paused at the sound of his first and and retreated back from in between your legs. 

"Sorry." He spoke with his whole mouth and made a wincing expression. 

"It's fine, get back in there." You tugged on his hair and he didn't need to be told more than once. Right away he started to suck on your juices. His hands gript onto your thighs, bit to keep them open but to stabilise himself. 

If there was one thing that man loved, it was feasting on you. His breath was warm on your cunt, a familiar feeling that somehow you never quite got used to. Elias had long since gotten used to being on his knees for you, how could he not? The man had surely spent at least two hundred hours pleasuring you from all your times together. A true expert in the craft that was your body. 

He knew exactly where to touch, exactly where to lick. He'd focus on your clit and move his way out before eventually alternating between small swipes of your entrance and long ones. 

"Someone's certainly working for their grade." You mumbled out while your nails raked through his perfectly messy hair. A small breath of air hit your skin as Elias snorted and laughed into you. 

"Oh please Miss, grade my oral exam well." Elias grinned into you and you couldn't help but slap a hand over your mouth as you let out a laugh. A laugh that turned into a moan as he continued his efforts. It was hard to laugh and moan at the same time but your body managed somehow. 

 One of his hands snaked up your leg and reached for your chest. Instinctively you snapped out the ruler onto his hand which caused him to snatch back and yelp. His big blue eyes peared at you and you tutted. 

"You had been doing so well Mr Kötz."

"Please Miss, just one touch." 

"One touch is all you're gonna get if you keep misbehaving. Now go-" Your voice was cut off by your phone ringing on the desk. 

A sigh left your mouth and you immediately picked it up  

"It's Yumiko." You quickly told Elias as he retreated from your skirt and sat back on his knees. 

"I have bad news, would you like to hear it in person or on the phone?"

"On the phone is fine, I'm here with Elias if you want to speak to the both of us."

"Yeah, put the phone on speaker." 

You followed her instruction and Elias stood up to be closer to the mic. 

"Yumiko."

"Elias. There's been a situation, the mission that Jordan, Tina and Eliza went on went poorly."

"Shit, what happened?" Elias breathed as his eyes went to yours. Whatever playful and sexual mood was in the room promptly dissolved and your brows furrowed. 

"It was a trap by Deimos, there was an explosion rigged to go off. Eliza's in critical care, she's in a coma. Jordans banged up and real right pissed."

"Nothing keeps him down." You mumbled and Yumiko let out a sound. 

"They found Harry in his office. He was shot by Deimos."

"What?" Your mouth gaped and your eyes locked on with Elias's. A cold shiver ran through your body.

"Harry's dead?" He asked for confirmation. 

"Yeah." Her voice was strong but had an edge to it, she was feeling the loss. 

"What about Cav?" 

"She's okay, she got out far faster than anyone else. Everyone else there managed to get out just fine. It was just the two of them."

"Fuck."

"We'll come back to base." Elias spoke. "Back into the country."

"You two don't have to- I know you're on break."

"I don't think either of us can enjoy a break at a moment like this. We want to help, we're at your disposal." You nodded towards Elias. 

"I'll make arrangements then. Thank you, both of you."

The call ended and you let out a breath. "He's gone, just like that. Fuck." You combed a hand through your hair. "I-I'm going to go take a shower."

"Come here." It didn't take long for you to accept his embrace, it was like a second nature. "We'll get him. I promise."

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Hi, I love your blog. Could you please write a blitz SFW hcs?

Thank you

i’m glad you love my blog, that means so much to me :,) of course i can write some Blitz SFW headcanons for you :D thank you so much for your request, i appreciate it a lot

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Blitz Headcanons: Random SFW

Trigger Warnings: None, all fluff

☆ Elias was a rather lovable man, his natural knack for getting people to laugh was the best trait anyone could ever have

☆ He was always so cheerful and friendly with everyone, teasing you and all your fellow operators

☆ It’s what got you so interested in him in the first place, wanting to get to know him more

☆ You may or may not have also been so interested in him because he began to flirt with you heavily, the way his teasing was in a much more romantic sense when he was around you

☆ And once Elias was with you, he was much more affectionate

☆ If you decided to cook for him, Elias would come behind you and hold you, sometimes pulling you away or distracting you entirely

☆ Elias was sometimes also completely low energy, sleepy and desperate for cuddles

☆ Cuddles you’d wholeheartedly supply, resulting in you getting copious amounts of praise and kisses all over your face

☆ Whenever the two of you were also on dates, Elias would never let you raise a finger and paid for everything you’ve ever would have wanted

☆ And if anyone ever tried to take you from him, he’d hold you close and whisk you away

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The Contest (2 of 7) | some R6s guys x fem!reader

✏️ Pairing: Blitz x fem!reader

✏️ Summary: Dominic Brunsmeier can’t keep his goddamn mouth shut when it comes to eating pussy, and that’s how Y/N finds herself being drafted to be the judge of this pussy-eating contest. Elias is the first to go. (Straight out of a dream @kind-wolf​ had)

✏️ A/N: I'm a bundle of nerves, but enjoy :’) the next part should be up on Sunday if my internet doesn’t die again.

✏️ Warnings: 18+ only (oral f/r, fingering)

✏️ Word-count: 2,868

✏️ The links to the other parts are in the masterlist linked in my bio.

<< part one: the contest <<  |  PART TWO: ELIAS  |  >> part three: timur >>

The boys had given her a full day to lucidly think things through and quit the contest if she so felt like, but the truth was, it was almost exhilarating to find herself in such a position. Dom had talked her through her doubts and when she had gone to bed the night after the agreement was made, she had felt a sort of relief she couldn’t exactly explain. They were all friends and while they were about to meet her in such an intimate situation, she knew they respected her enough not to bring the topic up again if that was what she wanted.

The first to go would be Elias and while, really, Y/N should have expected it, his warning message had come as a surprise last night. He hadn’t told her over the pizzas they had all shared in front of the huge flat screen of the common area, and she was grateful for that: she knew she would have spent the rest of the dinner thinking about inappropriate things or too lost in her own mind, and part of her thought he knew that, too.

But when morning finally came, the hours bled slowly one into the other as she waited for the afternoon to come. She had some papers to finish revising from tests Jäger had run over her gear and while she had tried to give them her best and focus all the attention she could muster into doing things right, the thought that she had somewhere to be later that day and the fact that her fuck buddy — as he had so politely reminded her — had put all his energies into teasing her had made the wait excruciating.

By the time Elias came to pick her up, she was staring at the file in her hands without actually seeing it, her mind worlds away from being in the present. It was just black symbols on white sheets of paper and she couldn’t seem to be able to decipher them for the life of her.

“Y/N?” Her name being called by him made her jolt in her seat and the pen she had balanced between her index and middle finger fell onto the table and almost rolled down to the floor. “If you’re still busy, I can wait,” he said, eyeing the scattered sheets of paper in front of her. She had taken up most of the table’s surface without even realizing so.

But she was quick at complaining, “No!” And while she didn’t say I’ve been waiting enough all day, he must have still read it in her eyes and in the abruptness of her movements as she stood up and quickly gathered her things. “I’m ready. I’m done here anyway,” she lied.

His room was strangely tidy when he led her inside. She had seen it a few times already — and not because she had ever slept with him, be it clear, although she had thought about it once or twice, before things had started moving between her and Dominic — and she knew how messy it could get in there, with clothes strewn over the back of a chair and pieces of equipment lying pretty much in all the most disparate places. And whether or not that stupid pussy-eating contest had given him the excuse he was waiting for to put everything in order and clean his dorm for once, she didn’t know but the squeeze in her heart could have been the right sign of how touched and how grateful she was for that.

“The guys and I thought our dorms would be the best place to, you know, do it,” he said as he quietly closed the door behind his back. “Or yours, if you wanna do it there. I didn’t think of asking…”

She shook her head and smiled at him. For some odd reason, the only man she’d bring up to her room for sex was Dominic, and even though she didn’t say that, there was this lingering feeling in her guts that they knew — whether because Dom had told them, or threatened them, or neither of those options. “Your rooms are fine. What you should do, though,” she smiled as she took a step closer to him, “is stop worrying and warm me up for it instead. I’ve never…”

“Yeah, it’s the first time for me as well,” he chuckled when her voice trailed off. He picked her up from behind her thighs and quickly moved over to his bed before kneeling on it. Her laughter ringed in his ear as her lips brushed right against his skin. “You said kissing and touching were okay. Is that rule still up?”

He had laid her down on the mattress, and her head seemed to sink for an inch into his pillows as she stared up at him, her legs still wrapped around his waist. She contemplated giving him an actual answer, but what better way than just cupping his face and bringing his lips to hers?

She had expected him to be hungry and playful, the way he had been once during one of the games they had all played, but he started off unhurriedly, with kisses that slowly transitioned from light to breathtaking, and before long, she felt him grinding against her. At first, she didn’t even fully realize it, lost as she was in the feel of his lips moving down her jaw and then her neck. His hands moved underneath her shirt, his thumbs pushing under the wire of her bra and teasing the underside of her breasts, and the unexpected coolness of his fingers made goosebumps erupt on her skin. It wasn’t the same tingling sensation she had when it was Dominic touching her like that, but it was still pleasant as it seemed to awaken her body for what was to come next.

But then she unexpectedly moaned, and he groaned in the crook of her neck, his hips pressing down harder against her. She tugged on his hair and pulled him up, and as they both found themselves panting for air, she stared him in the eye and, almost reluctantly, warned him to follow the rules, Elias: no cocks involved.

There was something mockingly sheepish in the smile that stretched across his lips, something that tugged at the corners of her lips as his rebellious idea burned bright in his playful eyes. But he still pushed up on all fours before his fingers came down to the buttons of her jeans. His actions were quick and as she watched him with her heart in her throat, her heartbeat pulsing there and in her stomach alike, her gaze moved lower down his body and noticed the obvious tent in his sweatpants.

She was throbbing, and breathing suddenly felt like a hard and unusual task as she tried to remind herself why she was in that position in the first place. But the contest felt a billion miles away now and as she had the time to realize that Dominic had spent the day teasing and building her up to possibly make things easier for her, Elias had already dragged her pants down her legs and was now fighting with her sneakers that had been caught in the way.

“Slow down,” she chuckled. Her breath was short and her cheeks burning under his gaze. “We have all the time you need. Don’t rush it if you wanna win.”

She watched him stop for a moment as he took a deep breath. His antsy fingers had finally managed to untie her shoelaces — to which she made a silent note in her head to not be found wearing them next time — and he grinned when her shoes came off, followed swiftly by her pants and underwear.

“I just don’t want to be caught in the middle of my meal by that angry troglodyte if he were to suddenly change his mind about this,” was his joke.

“Why do you worry about him? We’re just friends.” And, to answer the ironic look he gave her, “with benefits, okay. I haven’t changed my mind about this anyway,” she reassured him.

That seemed to ease his worries, even if for just a moment.

He pointed a finger at her shirt, then, almost as if he were silently asking for permission to take it off for her. She hadn’t discussed herself being naked the night of the agreement, she had just assumed it was a given, but it still felt almost sweet of him to wonder. Then, when she sat up to help him in the process, the coolness of his bedsheets would have made her squeeze her thighs together hadn’t he been in the way of her movements.

Her shirt came off without problems but in his excitement to get down to business between her legs, his fingers seemed to almost stiffen when they reached the clasp of her bra and it took him a moment to sort it out.

“Relax,” she murmured in his ear, hands sliding up his arms, left bare by his t-shirt, before planting a kiss on his cheek. “There’s no need to rush it, I told you.”

He seemed to relax at that, and his fingers trailed down along her spine and then back up before he pulled back and she removed her bra. It caused her to shiver, and goosebumps broke out again when he pressed a kiss right under her ear.

“Ignore the hickeys,” she groaned when she laid back down and his gaze settled on the lovebites Dominic had made sure to leave on the skin of her chest a couple of nights before.

“You two are animals,” was the chuckle he left on the side of her right breast before his lips moved over to her nipple.

It was sloppy and slow, different in a way, but surely not an unwelcome feeling. And although he followed the rules and didn’t spend too much time paying attention to her chest, but decided instead to let his kisses trail downward, for a moment a part of her wished she could will her brain to ask him to keep going. By the time he moved down her abdomen, she was already tingling.

Her breath was cut short, however, when he unexpectedly licked a stripe between her folds up to her clit and he groaned. She barely had the time to gasp out an I’m sure you’ve done worse things to answer the look he had given her, that he had already moved her legs so that her calves could rest on his shoulders.

“I would’ve never guessed you’d be this ecstatic to play this game,” he chuckled half a minute later, when he tilted his head up and his tongue was replaced by two of his fingers that made her toes curl. “Look at how wet you are.”

She had had that wet and almost uncomfortable feeling between her legs for a good part of the day, and Dominic had made sure things would go that way — from the way he had woken her up that morning with his lazy kisses on her neck, to all the dirty things he had spent his day moaning in her ears and that had made blood rush to her cheeks — and literally everywhere else in her body. It had kept her stomach in a grip up until this moment, as she tried to shift the focus of her attention onto something else, without success.

Elias hummed against her inner thigh just as the pad of one of his fingers brushed against that sweet spot inside her and the walls of her vagina clenched around them. Her head tilted back on the pillow and her back arched, and as her left hand came down to rest on his head in the attempt to push him back closer to her, she managed to gather her wits enough to speak. “Fingers are okay, but this is a pussy eating contest,” she moaned, back slightly arching as she tried to keep her eyes open enough to look down at him. “Don’t dumbly lose points this way, Kötz. But if you win, you’ll be free to finger me however long you like.”

When he answered back in German, she felt the vibrations of his chuckle right against her core — and probably even inside her, because when his tongue flicked her clit and it then replaced his fingers to dip inside her and scoop up her wetness, her senses seemed to zero in on the sound and the feel of his moaning.

The rhythm he set was slow, but the way he was literally eating her out was breathtaking. It made her lungs squeeze, in a way, and when he gave her clit a harsh suck, she jolted with a gasped-out whine falling from her lips, something halfway between a moan and a groan, a plea not to stop.

When he repositioned himself to lie down better, one of his arms wrapped itself underneath her thigh and two of his fingers were added back into the mix. Pads thick and slightly calloused, she felt herself stretch around them just enough for it to feel just right. Before she could pick up with her body, though, her hips bucked in an attempt to grind against his hand and face, and before long, her eyelids were drooping closed as she allowed herself to fully relax and enjoy the moment.

His tongue was hot against her, almost burning. Or maybe it was just her body as she tried to wrap her mind around the way he was suckling on her clit as his free hand came down on her abdomen to keep her from moving too much.

He didn’t come up for air once, almost taking Dominic’s joke from the other night to heart, and as the raging drumming of her heart and that pull she felt in her lungs seemed to expand until that was all she could focus on, she barely had the time to think that he was eating her out with a fervor that left her breathless, that his fingers brushed against that spot again and she lost it, came hard against his hand and his face.

Her eyes squeezed closed and her back arched — in the attempt to pull back or to push herself closer to his face, she truly didn’t know and she certainly didn’t care. His ministrations didn’t slow down: he kept on eating her out just as his fingers kept on lazily moving inside her.

She tried not to gasp for air, but when he flicked her clit and curled his fingers inside her teasingly, she couldn’t help it. She could feel the muscles in her inner thighs quiver and it took her a few moments to pick up on the fact that he was trying to pry her legs open to come up and sit back on his heels.

Lost as she was in the pleasure that had sparks going off behind her closed eyelids, she didn’t see the smug smile that stretched on his lips. She lay on his bed like a doll, barely even aware of the fact that she still had limbs attached and that she wasn’t just floating in the void of space, with her heart thundering in her ears and pulsing between her legs.

Her mind was still swimming in the haze of her orgasm when he settled between her legs — just to lick her once more this time, before he kissed his way up her body until he was eye-level with her.

“Will you open your eyes?” he wondered, planting a kiss on her lips as he kept the weight of his body off of hers by pushing into his elbows on either side of her head.

She hummed, but she was so breathless that the only sound she made was a low hmpf as her lips stretched lightly into a content smile. “In a bit, I’m too relaxed to move now.”

His chuckle made her smile turn a bit brighter, a bit more lively as she breathed out of her nose. “Was it good?”

Her “What a dumb question!” made him laugh as he plopped down beside her and his fingers traced absentminded patterns on the skin of her belly.

“This was a good start,” she said some ten minutes later, when her brain started working properly again and her head turned to the side on his pillow so that she could stare at him and at the proud grin he still had on his face. “I know I didn’t say it the other day, but the additional rule you should tell the others is, don’t boast about your attempt to among each other, okay? I don’t want horny dudes trying to outdo themselves just to win.”

His lower lip pushed out into a pout and his Partypooper made her chuckle for a moment. “At least I did good,” he smiled back a moment later and his almost childish happiness made her laugh as she managed out a Yeah, that you did.

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Elias dropped his bag beside the door, he sighed and leaned against the wall to pull off his laced boots. "(Y/n)!" The German man called, he let out a small yelp when he nearly fell over. "Shit, no I'm okay." He whispered to himself just as his fiancée rounded the corner. "Welcome home!" The woman smiled, holding one hand behind her back. Elias straightened up upon seeing the woman, a smile gracing his features. "How was your mission?" She asked, moving towards him and wrapping her free arm around his frame. He wrapped both arms around her and nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck.

"Oh you know, just another hostage rescue, nothing fancy or particularly hard." Elias answered, his grip around her tightening slightly. "Don't go off and get taken hostage, okay? Hostage missions are tiring when you do them often." The German man teased her, and she chuckled, rolling her eyes. "Don't worry, I have Mr. Strong Shield man to protect me." She smirked and he pulled his left arm away from her, flexing it. "Okay okay, but seriously." He tried to contain her laughter. "I love you." Elias' tone was more serious this time, and she smiled, pecking his lips.  

"I love you too! This is also the perfect time to tell you I have a surprise for you." The woman pulled away and brought the arm hiding behind her back forward, revealing a stick, he could only assume was from a pregnancy testkit. Elias raised an eyebrow and the woman grinned, he took the device and noted the small positive sign flashing on it. "You're pregnant? I'm.. Ich werde ein Vater sein..." Elias lost track of his English, opting for his first language, the man smiled widely and picked her up, spinning her around carefully. "This is the best news! Oh liebling, we'll have to make up a nursery, and get toys and clothes, and the doctor." Elias started rambling as he set down the woman who only shook her head gently. "Elias, calm down. We still have lots of time to plan." She leaned up and kissed his cheek.

----   Elias combed through the baby section of the store, he had taken a few days off work to help prepare for the baby. The German man hummed as he read the silly phrases on some of the onesies. "Elias, how about this one?" His fiancée asked, holding up a light blue onesie with the phrase 'The world's best little man.' Threaded into it, a smile bloomed on his face as he gave her a thumbs up. His eyes shifted back towards the rack, thoroughly amused with the articles of clothing.

A few more hours of pointing out things and shopping for the nursery, and the couple was done with the store. Elias put his seatbelt on, eyeing his fiancee to do the same as he started the car, suddenly she froze, gripping her stomach and crying out in pain. “What is it?” He asked, concerned and panicked. “M-my water broke.” She stuttered out, leaning forward to try to ease the pain in her stomach. “Oh okay okay, uhm. Put the seatbelt on and I will drive. Yes.” Elias put the car in drive and pulled out of the parking lot as his girlfriend put her seatbelt on slowly. She cried out and he peered at her from the side of his eye, worried for the woman.  

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Elias struggled to get through the door of the ER, thankful when someone opened it for him. "Shh you'll be okay." He whispered to the woman who was gripping onto him with tears in her eyes. "I need a doctor, my fiancée I think she's in labour." Elias said to the nurse at the station, the woman behind the counter and nodded, moving to grab a bed for the pregnant woman. Elias waited, humming as he held his fiancee, neither of them said anything though.   "Okay set her down here." The nurse gestured to the gurney. Elias gently set her down on the gurney, he held her hand, her grip clutching his tightly. "I'll stay with you, promise." He smiled at her, reassuring her to the best of his ability. He watched as she was wheeled into a room and prepped for delivery.  

---- Elias rubbed his hand as the nurse cleaned his son, he was sat in a chair beside the hospital bed. "Sorry if I gripped too tight.." The woman apologised, a tired smile on her face, Elias only chuckled and shook his head in response. "Would you like to hold him?" The nurse asked and the woman nodded, holding out her arms for the baby. "What are we going to name him?" Elias asked, his finger gently stroking the baby's cheek. "Elias Jr?" She smiled at him, and he snorted, his free hand covering his mouth as he laughed. "How about Adelric? It was your father's name right?" She asked, this time more serious. "Adelric Kötz, perfect name." He whispered, he took his eyes off of his child and kissed the woman's cheek. "Er ist perfekt." Elias spoke quietly. "Yea he is. He has your eyes." She commented, her eyes trained on the baby boy in her arms. "Pfft the rest of his face is all yours, he's going to be as beautiful as his Mama when he grows up." Elias held out his finger to the baby, the baby responded by grabbing onto the man's pinky with his entire hand. Elias felt his heart melt at the scene, he held back the joyful tears threatening to spill down his cheeks.  

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"I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride." The priest's words faded out in the background as Elias dipped the woman down and kissed her. The loud clapping was in the background, he barely listened to it. Once he pulled away for air and she straightened herself out she smiled at him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, he wrapped his around her waist and held her tightly to him. "Well how is it being Mrs. Elias Kötz?" Elias asked, a smirk on his face. "Feels like the best thing ever." She answered him and he laughed, picking her up bridal style and kissing her cheek. "Herzliche Glückwünsche." Dominic pat Elias' back, winking at him and walking off.  

A son, a wife, and a vacation from his job. Life was good and peaceful. The soft snoring of the baby in his arms caught his attention. "Adelric you snore so loudly." Elias whispered to himself, eyes turning from the waves of the ocean to the child. The baby barely stirred and Elias looked back up, the fading sunlight illuminated the waters in a way he couldn't quite describe. The sound of a camera going off once more caused him to stir from his thoughts. "What? I had to take a photo of my favourite men." The woman lowered her camera and smiled at the scene in front of her. "Ich liebe dich." Elias told her and she returned the words, moving to stand beside him so she too could look out at the ocean. Elias finally had everything he needed.

[itsohh]

The Light That Is My Valentine

A/N: Female reader, happy valentines day everybody! No sweat hun u didn’t come off as rude! It’s going good aye

Word count: 2569

Warnings: NSFT, smut

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Working at Rainbow was a time of great opportunity, both for one's career and for life experiences. Travelling, meeting new people, it's all part of the experience. Yet sometimes those great benefits could get old. In moments of tiredness, the job could get old. Travelling could take a toll on one's body and sometimes the new faces didn't crack up what they seemed to be. There had only been one thing on Elias's mind- well two things on his mind. One of them was the sweet sweet comfort of a warm cosy bed, and the other was you.

While the building in front of him hadn't originally been his home, it had slowly become a second one to him over the years. His shoulder sagged a little with exhaustion and the suitcase behind him squealed slightly as he approached the door. No need to knock, you had long since given him a key. A key which slot into the lock with ease. It made a small click and he pushed open the door.

Elias paused when he pushed open the door, he hasn't noticed the closed curtains from outside. In front of him was an unbelievably cheesy scene, one of his lips opened lightly at it- his brows raising slightly at the same time. The entire house was almost completely dark, a trail made with rose petals and a thick line of candles accompanying them. Elias slowly walked in, mindful of the trail. The door clicked behind him and he put his suitcase to the side of the door. He would unpack it at a later date. Slowly, he bent over and poked one of the candles. Plastic. No risk of burning down the house.

He smiled to himself and he could feel the tension of work slowly start to melt away as his focus left work and was on you. Elias followed the trail through the house until it came through the dining room. There were a bunch of candles and petals on the table in a circle. In the middle was a clear vase full of red tulips. At the sight, his face lit up, and a smile broke out on his face well before he picked up the small note in front of it.

To my dear Elias,

No one lights up my life as you do,

My own personal sun that keeps on shining.

Your love.

Next to the handwritten message was a press of lipstick in the shape of your lips that had stained the card paper. His eyes flickered around the dark room, but still no sign of you. Yet he had the sneaking suspicion that he would find you at the end of the trail. The note was neatly placed back down, a light red dusting over his cheeks as he continued on the path.

Low and behind he eventually reached the end to see the door of your now shared bedroom open. Red fabric draped over the side of it making an impromptu curtain to frame it. He pushed it slightly out of his way as he entered the room, his eyes immediately falling on you. The trail finished on the bed, the small plastic candles littering the room. Elias sucked in a breath that alerted you to his presence. You were on your side in the middle of the bed, fully on display for him. A black set of lingerie decorated your body, embroidery flowers over the straps which matched the red stain on your lips and equally red heels on your feet.

Your eyes flickered up from your phone in surprise, obvious that you hadn't realised he was home. The phone in your hands was practically thrown to the side and you fixed up your position for him. "Welcome home baby." Your smile lit up your face and Elias stood there frozen, his mouth gaping slightly like a fish.

"What's all this?" He wasn't complaining, just surprised. With a playful roll of your eyes, you answered him.

"Happy Valentine's Day Elias." His brows shot up.

"Wait that isn't until tomorrow? I don't have anything to-"

"Time zones hun. Today is tomorrow." His lips curled into an o shape in realisation before he took a step forward.

"So… is all this for me?"

"No, it's for the other long-time partner who I love and adore. Of course, it's for you." Elias's eyes lit up at your words.

"For me, for me?" He bounced over to the bed and pulled his white shirt off with ease before he dove onto it next to you. Immediately he jumped on top of you, peppering your face with kisses.

A giggle escaped from your mouth as his hands ran up your sides. The kisses on your face were hard-pressed pecks that soon trailed over your neck before he pulled back. Like unwrapping a new toy, he grabbed your left leg and ran his down it until he reached the ankle. He shuffled down the bed slightly. From the ankle up he pressed kisses up your leg, unlike before, his movements were far more slow, careful. Taking his time his hand ran up your leg with his trail. “Gorgeous. Beautiful. All for me.” Elias’s eyes flickered up to yours and gave you a wink before he continued. All tiredness had left his body, re-energized by the sight of you.

As he moved up, he separated your legs in the process, pausing when he noticed the fabric shift with you. The fabric had a slit in the middle of it to expose your glistening cunt, the small lights of the artificial candles reflecting over your arousal that had escaped. The tip of Elias’s tongue licked over his bottom lip for a second and his eyes looked up to meet yours. A squeal left your mouth as both of his hands gript your thighs and suddenly pulled them over his shoulders in one swift movement. “Eliasssss.” His name was a whine that left you as the base of his tongue swiped over your cunt. His body adjudged until his knees were on the floor, his torso lying on the bed while he dove in. Nose pressed into the lacy fabric of the lingerie, he dove in with no hesitation.

“Mmm still the sweetest thing out there.” He hummed against you with a wink. Elias’s eyes cast down as he focused. The tip of his tongue flicked against your clit which sent a shiver down your body. He started a steady pattern of alternating between long laps with his entire tongue and small more focused licks of your clit. Your eyes shut and your hand wove its way into his hair.

Your moans filled the air, much to Elias’s delight. Always the one to shine under your encouragement he continued his actions, basking in the familiar taste of your arousal. His grip on your thighs tightened as you started to rock your hips against his face. For now, he allowed you to move with his pace but if you attempted to push against his face any harder, he would stop you. The light stubble of his chin rubbed slightly against the inside of your thighs but not in a painful way. “Elias please.” You tugged his hair instinctively, too lost in the pleasure of his mouth to control yourself.

“I got you, I’m here.” His warm breath spoke against your cunt before resuming.

“Please, fuck, please Elias.” The whines and begs that came from you were a signal of your oncoming orgasm. That mixed with the way your thighs started to shiver against him, threatening to close around his head. Not that he minded too much of course. Elias didn’t speed up, he continued that perfect pace until you were finally tipped over the each. A silent cry came from your open mouth, too choked up to make a sound as the wave of pleasure washed over your body. Elias’s voice was lost to the blood pumping in your ear while your legs tried and failed to close around his head.

“That's it my Liebling, that it. Let yourself go, so good for me.” His coos were the first thing you heard when you came back down to earth, lips dry and body shivering. Elias smiled as he gently placed you back on the bed. Slick covered his chin, his stubble completely wet. With the back of his hand, he wiped it away partially, not doing a very good job.

Slightly breathless you blinked at the man, much to his amusement. “A thank you, for the flowers.” He licked his lips before he continued. “That being said, it was a rather selfish thank you. A secret between us? I love that sweet cunt of yours.”

“Mmm, not a secret Elias.” You mumbled out while he undid his belt and threw it to the side, knocking over a couple of candles on the ground in the process. He chuckled at your response as he pushed down the top of his boxer briefs to reveal his throbbing hard cock. His thumb ran down the top of it, moving with its curve until he reached the tip of it. “How do you want me, Ms Romance?” Elias’s eye line met yours and your eyes flickered up from your obvious direction at his dick. Your head tilted up, mouth open as you processed his question. Still slightly mindless from your high you paused trying to think.

Elias jumped on the bed next to you, deciding it best that he chose the position due to your lack of proper thinking power. With his legs spread out he patted his thighs for you to come mount him. “Come here, let me get a good look at you.” Following his instructions you down yourself on his lap. His cock rest against your cunt while his hands ran up and down your body. His fingers danced over the flowers on the lace.

“You really didn’t need to do all this for little ol' me. But by god, I’m glad you did.” He leaned into you to press his lips against yours, unable to help the smile that was stuck in place. The wet sound of his open mouth kiss filled the air while his tongue came to dance with yours. You hummed against his lips and leaned down against him forcing his back to rest against the pile of pillows behind him. The somewhat sweet kiss became more disparate as the pair of you lost yourselves in each other.

A gasp from you gave him the advantage when he lift you up slightly, just enough for his member to prod at your entrance. Your arms wrapped around him for stability as Elias slowly lowered you into him. Your whimpers mixed with his moans as his cock slowly filled you up to the brim. It had been far too long since you had been this full, your walls already clenching him with need. “That's it, Liebling, that's it. Oh, you take me so well.” Forehead against yours his lips ripped away from yours, heavily panting.

A small jerk of his hips had him thrust up into you electing a choke to get caught up in your throat. There was a pause, a hesitation. “You alright?” Unable to speak, you nodded, clenching around him in reassurance.

“If I get too-”

“Fuck me, Elias.” You cut him off, finally able to speak, your arousal demanding he moved. He let out a small laugh and tilted his head slightly.

“Whatever the lady demands.”

Elias immediately started his hard and fast pace, thrusting in and out of you with ease. So overly wet from his easier actions, you took him with ease, Mouths open together the pair of you were a mirror of each other, panting and moaning. Eliass hand found the back of your ass, rolling your hips against his cock while his dilated eyes kept focus on yours.

“So stunning. Fuck.” He groaned, his voice slightly deeper than usual, filled with lust. “Going to be the end of me, this cunt is.” At his words, you clenched around him which had him practically growling against you. “They would find my body, dead. Here lies Elias Kötz, killed by his partner.” He let out a grunt before his voice changed slightly. “‘Oh she murdered him?’ ‘No it was said her cunt was so good he died from it’” He joked and you couldn’t help but laugh with him, a laugh which turned into a groan.

“Elias.” You dragged out his name rather choppily as he bounced you on his cock.

“Ugh that voice alone I could die happy to, I love it when you moan my name.” His free hand ran up your side before he gave one of your straps a light lick, snapping it against your skin. It didn’t hurt and he seemed to enjoy slipping his thumb under the lace ever so slightly. “Pretty, pretty, pretty.” He hummed, clicking his tongue while he palmed one of your breasts. The hand on your ass rosed slightly up your back and pushed you forward.

At the same time, he leaned forward so that his face buried itself in your chest. His lips found the centre of your breasts where he started to suck, avoiding the lace that covered the rest of them. “I swear no one else can make me as speechless as you do.” Elias’s voice was muffled in your chest and if you weren't so caught up in the tightening pleasure in your core, you would have rolled your eyes at him.

“I don’t know, Specialist Kötz, you seem pretty chatty to me.” You breathed out. His head suddenly flung back and he quite literally slammed in and out of you. Eyes wide with desire, his fingers were almost bruising on your skin.

“Fuck I love it when you call me that.” It wasn’t often that he lost himself like this. Your voice was cut off by choaks, unable to speak due to the way he fucked up into your cunt. “Oh, you really know how to treat me special today, don’t you? Say it again.” There was a demand in his voice but a beg in his eyes.

“S-s” Unable to speak you cried out above him but he didn’t stop, wouldn’t stop, couldn’t stop.

“I can feel you, come with me. Just this once Liebling. That’s it, so close, just like that.”

“Elias!” your cunt clenched around him hard while he moaned out your name in unison with your own moans. His cock buried as far as he possibly could inside you, his hot seed filling you in the process. It throbbed and you could feel the pumping inside of you, filling you to the brim. Elias pulled you against his chest, your forehead once again against his and he brought you into a short lived kiss.

“Oh, I love you so much.” He panted and one hand stroked your face. “I love you so much. I’ll say it in every language there is if you want me to.” A breathy chuckle came from your in response, his dick finally pumping the last of his cum inside of you.

“I love you too baby, happy valentines day.”

“Happy valentines day.”

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Last Breath

A/N: GN reader, smol baby drabble as I crave to create but lack that you know spark

Summary:  Sometimes things don't go right and sacrifices have to be made for the mission.

Word count:  428      

Warnings: None?

AO3

Time was a fickle thing. It seemed to go so fast at certain moments but slow so much in others. At the moment time seemed to go at a snail's pass. Every detail clear in your mind from your lain state. His brown eyes poured into yours, sadness obvious on his face as he cradled your head. All enemies had been eliminated from the area, the defuser next to you doing its job without interruption. "We did it, Elias." Your voice was soft, strained, eyes flickering to its light hum.

"Shhh Liebling, save your strength. I've got you." Your head rested on his knees as he leaned over your body but the damage had already been done. With what little strength you had, your arms extended out to touch his covered face. Yet there was little capability as your fingers caught on his face covering. Slowly he let go of you, his hands prying his helmet off his face giving you the perfect view of his face. A handsome face, a beautiful face, one that you were glad to see in your final breaths.

"I love you, Elias, so much." The cool contact of his forehead pressed against yours, his clothed hand holding your check.

"I love-"

"Must you two do this every single fucking time one of you gets downed?" With wide eyes, a slap landed on Elias's back and he was yanked back off you. A laugh bubbled from your lips as Elias was pulled to his feet. Your head smacked down onto the ground with little pain due to the absence of his support and you propped yourself up with your elbows. Seamus held Elias up by the scruff of his neck as if he were some naughty little kitten. With a huff, he let go of him and extended a hand out to you.

"It's supposed to be as real as possible right?" A grin was plastered on your face as you took his hand and he yanked you forward off the ground.

"There's nothing wrong with a little fun. Besides the round was over." Elias patted you on the shoulder before dusting off some of the white powder that covered you.

"It was far funnier the second time you did it. Not the goddamn fifth." Seamus had his mask in his hand while his hand rested on Elias’s shoulder, there wasn’t any genuine anger in his voice.

"Yeah but it's normally Elias who always gets downed, I never get to play dead.” Seamus rolled his eyes in response.

“Come on, let's get lunch.”