✩‧₊˚ first time with him. | m!rover headcanons.
⋆.˚ ⁀➴ synopsis: it's just you and rover alone...so what's it like when things escalate between you two for the first time?
⋆.˚ ⁀➴ characters involved: male rover, gender neutral reader.
⋆.˚ ⁀➴ warnings: sub!rover, dom!reader, very soft first time, gentle, lots of praise, handjob (sub receiving)
⋆.˚ ⁀➴ notes: sub rover is literally something that infects my brain and i'm happy to let it do so. this is self-indulgent, being soft with subs is my achilles heel > <;;!! hope you all enjoy this as much as i like fantasizing about it! requests are open as always, please read rules before sending them in!
⋆.˚ ⁀➴ minors dni with this post/blog.
୨⎯ male rover ⎯୧
a pretty sub, both in looks and in how he sounds.
nervous, about to explode from how anxious he is at the prospect of you two going at it together for the first time.
worries that he'll do something wrong, so his touches are shaky and a little hesitant.
a bit shy, needs your guidance in order to help him understand the flow of it all.
a praise fiend, loves hearing that he’s doing a good job from you and how cute you think he looks when he’s in this state.
the briefest of touches sometimes can rile him up easily.
going on the running theory that tacet marks are sensitive, he’ll whimper whenever your hand brushes against his, feeling his cheeks flush hot.
it’s the smallest of things for him that get him worked up. a soft kiss on his jawline down to the nape of his neck, the way you nibble his ear, the way your hand is gently rubbing circles on his hip bone, goodness he’s going to burst.
has the cutest gasps. he’s always surprised by what you do, no matter what it is.
by the time you actually get to his length, he’s already dripping from his pretty pink tip. he’ll whine and squirm, begging you to help him finish, help him release, help him with the mess you created.
rover glances down at you with his golden eyes, gasping softly as he sits on your lap and grips onto your shoulders. he’s becoming undone by the second at every tease, every soft graze, every sweet nothing you whisper into his ear. he feels as if he’s going to go insane at this point, whimpering cutely as you gently grab his shaft into your hand. you lean your head a bit to the side, stretching a bit and kissing his tacet mark softly, which earns another small whine from him.
“p-please, you can’t, i-i can’t do this, i need, i need…” he trails off, cut off by a soft moan as he leans forward and hides his face in the nape of your neck. it's a dizzying feeling, having you touch him like this. his legs are shaking, his pale white thighs on either side of your waist as he hiccups. rover can hear you smile when you talk to him, babying him through everything.
“what do you need, pretty rover?~ use your words, sweetheart.” augh, there you go again with another compliment. he whines a bit, feeling a bit overwhelmed as he tears up.
“p-please, i need you. i need to cum, i-i’ve been so good haven’t i?” he’ll ask, his voice soft and hoarse as you hum for a moment. he takes your silence as a no sign, but when he suddenly feels you picking up the pace, he’ll suddenly get louder and more vocal. rover’s grip on you becomes harder as he bucks his hips a bit, moving with the motions of your hands to reach his climax faster. but, he doesn’t release until you let him by whispering into his ear that he can. he’s obedient after all, and he would hate to cum without your permission.
he lets out one last high pitched whine before he cums, making a mess on his stomach and yours, the pretty white seed spewing everywhere. rover’s breathing is staggered and shaky right after, hiding in your neck. he feels embarrassed when he feels your fingers brushing up against his soft tummy, whining softly as he hears you lick some of his cum onto your finger and exaggerate the noise of you tasting it.
“you taste so sweet, rover~ you did such a good job for me.” you tell him, gently rubbing his back and coaxing him down from the high as he loosens up his hold a bit, clinging onto you cutely like a koala as he feels his breathing slowly steady out. he felt as if he just went to the divine and back, and it leaves him wondering when the next time will be.
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1 : Soap never had any idea that woman wanted him carnally, he's not the most observant on that front (he never noticed Ghost flirting with him and thought his love was one-sided for the longest time, but tbf Ghost was also very discreet about it)
2 : He sewed the hat, eyepatch and hook himself, because he's the best uncle and then got distracted as he was wrapping it up, so now he's watching a tutorial on youtube about how to build a voice box. Honestly how hard could it be, he builds explosive devices as a hobby (listen, Price doesn't have to know)
3 : He is out to his family, but doesn't want his mum to know he has a boyfriend because he knows she'll insist on meeting him and welcoming him to the family and making a big deal out of this, and he knows that Ghost isn't ready for that.
4 : Christmas is obviously a very hard time for Ghost, but he is very very in love with Soap and some days still can't believe that it's mutual, but then his Johnny does something like that and his head gets quieter while he's melting a bit.
5 : For the people that didn't see my other post : the bird is a Caique parrot, and they're supposedly very energetic, a bit loud, medium sized, unintelligible, very friendly to what they consider their family, adventurous and danger prone, with an explosive personality and a hate of boredom, so basically the adhd bird.
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Warnings: None, just a lovesick old man, extremely fluffy.
M'in my feelings again. I need a hug, and you know who gives the best hugs? Price. Captain John. Fucking. Price. That's who.
He croons at you, crossing the room in big, quick steps the moment he sees that tearful look in your eyes. The telltale sign of a bad day. He knows exactly what to do sweetheart, don't you worry bout it.
Price wraps his arms around you, covering you fully, shielding you away from the world, and in a way, it's exactly what he wishes to do. To just whisk you away into a cute cozy little cabin, in a world that's less busy, less loud. Where he can wake up next to your beautiful face everyday, and kiss your eyes 'good morning.
You'd make breakfast, while he tends to your garden, a smile forming at his face at the sight of the blooming roses. You said they'd be beautiful in full bloom, but they'll never be as beautiful as you, nor will they even be half as enchanting. He'll hear you call for him and say that 'breakfast's ready. And he's already straightening his back from where he was crouched, fixated on the two butterflies frolicking, and reminding him of the both of you. People might call him cheesy for it, corny even. That he's too old to be dreaming of a fairytale life. But to him, anything with you is possible, and it makes him want to stop at this moment right here, where he's finally retired, and just gets to settle down with you.
That's his happy ending, the moment where the world fades away, and the colors drain with it. You'll turn the page, and it'll greet you with "and they both lived happily ever after". And thus the book will close, and that book he'll read as a bedtime story to your little ones, then theirs in time, as well.
The picture perfect ending that he wants, only with you. But that can wait, as for now he drags himself out of his daydreams, and comforts you. Shushing, and whispering, "S'alright, love.. I've got you, everything's alright now, hm?.." he reassures you, kissing the space where your shoulder meets your neck, and the scruff of his beard tickles you. You giggle slightly, and he holds you closer to his chest. Let's you knows where you'll always be. And he slowly rocks the both of you to the rhythm of it..
a/n: English isn't my first language, sorry. M'not the best at writing fluff, nor endings, for that matter, but criticism is always welcome!! Have a nice day, dollface, remember to always take care of yourself..!
Yours, truly,
–dolly
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