#task force 141 valentines

[druap]

!! diff version under the cut !!

+ google drive link for easier download

i also made a google drive folder so it'd be easier for yall to print/download cards in case you wanna print em n etc

includes (both eng and ru): - og version (with kisses); - no kisses version; - empty card

+ empty ver in case you wanna write sth else

[kiss4tell]

𝐂𝐎𝐃 𝐏✩𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒, task force 141.

happy valentines day to everyone who daydreams about getting dicked down by their favorite 141 boys ₊˚⊹♡

𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐧 ༝༚༝༚ after a long, exhausting day that left simon sweaty and sore, all he wanted was to come home to his sweet angel, to hold you in his arms and let the weight of the world melt away. so when he walked through the door and saw you in the kitchen, making his favorite dinner in nothing but those pretty little panties and his shirt slipping off your shoulder, he couldn’t keep his hands to himself. he pulled you into the bedroom, taking his time, making sure you felt every inch of him inside you, letting you know exactly what you do to him.

𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 ༝༚༝༚ johnny never had much luck in relationships—either his emotional baggage was too much, or his… passion in the sack was a little overwhelming. so when the prettiest bird he’s seen in a long, long time comes up to him at the bar, hitting him with brain-melting pickup lines that leave him weak in the knees, he knows he has to take you home. he has to show you exactly how much he appreciates the ego boost, and he does it in the only way he knows how—with his cock, making damn sure you know just how wanted you are.

𝐣𝐨𝐡𝐧 ༝༚༝༚ as much as john would love to drive you into the mattress the second he comes home from a three-week-long deployment, he knows you deserve more than that—you’ve been waiting so patiently for him, after all. so instead, he takes his time, worshipping you with his hands, tracing them over every inch of your body like he’s memorizing you all over again, pressing kisses to your heated skin before finally pumping his fingers inside you, watching the way your pretty face changes with every curl, every stroke, every sweet little noise that slips from your lips.

𝐤𝐲𝐥𝐞 ༝༚༝༚ there’s nothing kyle loves more than watching every expression you make as he takes you in missionary, his dark eyes drinking in every flutter of your lashes, every parted gasp, every way your body reacts to him. he times his thrusts just right, keeping his pace deep and calculated, watching the way your tits bounce with each one, unable to resist pinching them, suckling them, cupping them in his hands just to see you squirm. his lips stay close to your ear, whispering praise after praise, letting you know exactly how much you mean to him, exactly how good you feel wrapped around him, exactly how fucking lucky he is to have you.

[temeyes]

serenade

[gelik1x]

Who needs Cupid when you have a soldier with a rose?🌹

[supernova2205]

Hearts and Ammo

Medic x 141

Summary: After a painful breakup, Specter struggles with her emotions as her team the 141 take it upon themselves to bring her comfort. Through a series of cheesy pick-up lines and thoughtful gestures, they remind her that love and laughter can heal even the deepest wounds. As Valentine’s Day approaches they all remind her that family is the cure to a broken heart.

Specter had been in the field for years, known by her team as the silent guardian who always had their backs. She had learned how to move through the chaos of warzones, appearing only when needed, a steady presence in the most chaotic of circumstances. But even a field medic like Specter needed time to heal after emotional wounds.

A week ago, she’d been heartbroken after her breakup. It had been a quiet, brutal thing, not loud, not dramatic, but it left a sting that felt deep. Her teammates, the 141, had noticed the change in her mood. It was subtle at first, but over time, it was clear that Specter wasn’t her usual self. She was distant, quieter than usual, and the sparkle that had once been in her eyes seemed dimmed. The heartbreak was something that couldn’t be fixed with bandages or quick fixes. It was something only time could soothe.

The first to take action was Johnny, always quick to try and lighten the mood. It was a part of him that Specter always admired. Johnny was the one who often joked around, keeping things light even in the most dire of circumstances. He had his quirks, his bad jokes, and his tendency to tease, but in that moment, he became something more.

He knocked on Specter’s door late one evening, knowing she’d likely be alone in her room, nursing the wound that was deeper than any physical one she’d ever treated. He opened the door to find her sitting by the window, staring out at the moon, the sadness in her posture undeniable.

“Hey, Specter,” Johnny said softly, his voice gentle despite the usual playful tone. “Thought you could use a little distraction. Got something for you.”

Specter raised an eyebrow but didn’t speak, her eyes not leaving the moonlit horizon. Johnny stood there for a moment, his fingers fumbling with something behind his back.

“Knock, knock,” Johnny finally said, his playful grin apparent even in the silence. “Who’s there? Lettuce.”

Specter’s lips twitched, the first sign of amusement she’d shown in days.

“Lettuce who?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Lettuce in, it’s cold out here!” Johnny finished, laughing at his own terrible joke.

Despite herself, Specter let out a small laugh. She hadn’t realized how much she’d missed his stupid jokes. It was a soft thing, but it was enough to make her heartache ease for just a moment.

For the next few days, each member of the 141 took their turn to bring Specter a little light, with each of them doing it in their own way. Gaz was next, sitting with her in the rec room, offering her some of his tea and asking about her day, carefully dodging any talk of the breakup. Instead, he gave her a terrible Valentine’s pickup line, as if it was just part of the job.

“You must be made of copper and tellurium, ‘cause you’re Cu-Te,” Gaz said, trying to stifle a grin as Specter looked at him in mock disbelief.

“Really?” Specter asked, fighting a smirk. “That’s what you’ve got for me?”

Gaz shrugged, raising his hands in defeat. “What can I say? It’s a classic.”

That moment of laughter didn’t fix everything, but it was a reminder of the family she had in the 141. Still, it was Price’s turn the following day to test out his own skills with bad humor. But the man was as serious as they came, and his approach was much more blunt. He handed her a small box, which contained an old leather-bound notebook.

“I thought you might want to write about something else for once,” Price said quietly. “Maybe it helps take the edge off.”

Specter opened it to find a simple message inside. “Sometimes, healing takes more than a medic. It takes a friend.” It was enough to make her throat tighten, and she found herself staring at the message for longer than she intended. Price’s words felt like a lifeline, one she didn’t know she needed until it was handed to her.

But then came Ghost’s turn. The quiet, stoic figure who, despite his stone-cold exterior, always seemed to know when to be there. He entered her room wordlessly and placed a small gift on her bed before sitting beside her without saying a word.

“You’ve been through a lot, Specter,” Ghost said after a long pause. “You’ve earned your rest. Take a moment. We’ve got your back. Always.”

It wasn’t the usual heavy-handed comfort she was used to from him. It wasn’t an attempt to fix things, but more like an unspoken promise that they weren’t going anywhere. They understood. They were family.

And then came Valentine’s Day, the culmination of the week of bad jokes and small, thoughtful gestures. The team had quietly arranged a small dinner, just the five of them, in a makeshift dining area in the compound. The table was set with candles, a touch of romance in the air despite their usual battlefield surroundings. Small bouquets of roses decorated the room, each with a little note from one of the men. The food was simple, but the love they had for Specter was evident in the way they set the scene.

Johnny grinned first, breaking the silence.

“Alright, alright, here goes. I’ve got a good one for you this time,” he said, leaning forward with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Are you French? Because Eiffel for you.”

Specter rolled her eyes but couldn’t suppress the laugh that followed. Gaz and Price exchanged looks, and then it was Price’s turn.

“I might not be a photographer,” Price said slowly, “but I can definitely picture us together.”

Specter chuckled, shaking her head. The tension from the past week seemed to lift with each joke, each act of kindness.

Gaz leaned in next. “Are you a parking ticket? ‘Cause you’ve got ‘fine’ written all over you.”

By the time Ghost spoke, his voice was as smooth and quiet as ever. “Do you have a map? ‘Cause I keep getting lost in your eyes.”

Specter looked at each of them, her heart lighter than it had been in days. They had been her family before all of this, and they continued to be, now more than ever. The small gestures, the jokes, the moments of quiet understanding it wasn’t about fixing her heartbreak, it was about reminding her that she wasn’t alone. In the midst of their lighthearted teasing and Valentine’s Day jokes, Specter realized that she had everything she needed right there her team, her family.

The evening continued, the laughter filling the room as they shared a meal and lighthearted moments. The men took turns telling corny pickup lines, each more ridiculous than the last, until they were all in fits of laughter.

Specter found herself relaxing, something she hadn’t done in what felt like ages. She wasn’t sure how they did it, but with each bad joke, each thoughtful gesture, they had managed to pull her out of the pit of her own sadness.

As the night wore on, Specter’s heart felt a little less heavy. It was still tender, still raw, but the bond she shared with her team, with her family, was something that couldn’t be broken. She was grateful for them, for this strange, makeshift celebration of love and camaraderie, a reminder that, no matter what, they had her back.

Valentine’s Day had been a reminder that love didn’t have to come in the form of grand gestures. It could be found in the simplest moments in bad pickup lines, shared laughter, and knowing that, no matter how much life hurt, you weren’t alone.

Authors note: Hey everyone! I really hope you enjoyed this little Valentine’s-themed fic I put together for you my lovely readers. I just wanted to share something special and sweet! Sending lots of love your way HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!!!🫶🏼

[gazlocked]

cod + valentine's day ✦

— headcanons on how they show affection as your valentine, as well as how they would view the holiday if single.

featuring: 141, alejandro, rudy, valeria, alex, farah, graves, nikolai, and laswell. safe for work, fluff. A/N: i know this is being posted late (like...literally the day after valentine's day) but it was on my mind. whether you spent the holiday single, partnered, or in a complicated situationship, know that the point of valentine's day is the yummy candy, duh. enjoy! x

kyle garrick would be the most suave valentine; nonchalant but in the sweetest way. he has everything planned to a tee. he doesn’t stress about the gifts he’s giving you or the plans for the day because he already knows that he aced it. that shit-eating grin will say it all.

single on v-day, gaz wouldn’t lose an ounce of optimism. "i'm my own valentine,” he’ll assure, though his attention will linger on the sappiness of it all. he can’t help that he’s a romantic.

—

johnny mactavish, your brazen lover; while he’s unabashed in his affections at all times, the holiday would only amplify just how far he’s willing to go to show you off—and in turn, show off for you.

alternatively, you’d think that soap was better off without a valentine by the way he carries himself; "too much heart for this world to handle,” or some shit. it's true, as the lines within his journals would reveal his poeticism.

—

simon riley is the private romantic; begrudgingly reserving a table on one of the busiest nights of the year. but, he pays attention to the things that make your heart sing, which is why he’d have fresh flowers cut and arranged in a clean vase before you're even awake.

single, ghost would treat it no differently than any other day—only this day is accompanied by (more) bad jokes. “they may call me ghost, but i don’t need a ‘boo’.”

—

john price has always been a traditional valentine; he wouldn't get your hopes up by planning with those finicky restaurants. he'd put his everything into a homecooked, candlelit meal, paired with an elaborate set-up and a verbalized list of reasons why you'll always be his.

while price would be fine without a date, that won’t get him to admit his guilty pleasure of receiving chocolates and paper cards from his loved ones.

—

alejandro vargas is an enthusiastic date; he'd want to do anything he could to make the day special, continuing to shower you with his usual displays of affection—today just gives him the excuse to go all out with a vibrant ramo buchón, and a night on the town.

on the other end of the spectrum, ale would feign ignorance of the holiday altogether. in reality, he's just as quick to buy novelty candies when they go on sale.

—

rodolfo parra would be the prepared partner; everything had been planned out in advance. expect the gift of something you made an off-comment about, like...months ago...coupled with a playlist burned into a cd—he's just old-fashioned that way.

without a date, rudy could be found content, going about his day like he would the rest of the year. he wouldn't be ashamed to admit the beauty in it all, though.

—

valeria garza would be your passionate valentine; gift-giving out the ass with this one. she'd present jewelry in particular, adorning you in extravagant stones set in by her affection.

if valentine's day is spent alone, valeria wouldn't hesitate to splurge on herself instead. they say "money can't buy happiness," but she is proof of how wrong that is.

—

alex keller, the pleaser; he lives to see that smile on your face. expect breakfast in bed with blueberry waffles—a touch of his personal favorite—before some scheduled cuddling. he'd want to make it special for you both, eager to go with the flow as you spend the day together.

with no valentine, alex would remain a good sport about it. if anything, he'd be happy to know that those around him are simply having a good time.

—

farah karim being the blatant romantic; she'd present her whole heart to you and carry yours diligently in return. valentine's day would be the day to slow down and reconnect—allowing the world to go by so she can focus on her main orbit.

in the case that farah spends the holiday single, trust that she'd spend it indulging in her own company. the romance media would be a choice, all tied in with the self-care she'd never lose sight of.

—

phillip graves is a secret sap; sure, he'd believe that valetine's day is typical capitalism, but boy does he just love the look on your face when he spoils you rotten. "here's the card, darlin'. you know the pin."

an eye roll is to be expected from graves when hearing the stories from the couples in his life. he would go about the holiday unaffected otherwise.

—

nikolai can't help but be dramatic; not so much as to make a fuss about the holiday, but adding a little—okay, a lot of—flair to a typical day of being his partner. good luck making it through the day without his hands being somewhere on you, too.

being single on v-day wouldn't be a big deal to nik. if anything, it would give him the perfect reason to be as unserious as possible with those around him. "get a room, lovebugs!"

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kate laswell is begrudgingly romantic; folding at the simple things and not looking for the theatrics. expect to kick it back to the basics, to be reminded of why you carry that ring on your pretty little finger in the first place.

if laswell is to be alone for the holiday, she'd make it work. "it is what it is,"—not taking away from her focus on any other daily activities.

ramo buchón - a large, extravagant bouquet.

© 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐆 || 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬. 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐬 / 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 / 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐞.

[crogers-artist]

Happy Valentine's Day ❤️ 💐

Ghost deserves all the kisses!

[katsmultiverse]

since it’s v-day… here’s what i’d get my scripted in bsfs and dr bf in my teen cod dr :)

a gazillionth time tryin’ to post this mf because tumblr being annoying 😭🙄

we ignore the fact im posting this at 11 pm 😐💀

idk my two other bsf tumblrs other than pookie aka @charlietriestoshift

[the-shotce-newsletter]

“So, I take it you’ve met Leon, huh?”

So I had fun combining my two new loves: Task Force 141 and their allies are experts in counteracting terrorism, but when BOWs and a new brand of bioterrorism enter the scene, they find themselves scrambling to adapt and learn. They start working with the BSAA and the DSO. Also, I just want to see Price bumbling over interactions with Jill and everyone reacting to Leon’s….everything.

[lennadanvers]

Happy Valentine's Day! I hope everyone has a lovely day, full of all kinds of love💗

Since I don't think I'll have the time to write any Valentines fics, I'll just be reblogging the ones that remind me of love the most.

[dollyolo]

MY FAVORITE FICS

(I want to keep all the fics I've read and enjoyed in one place in case I return to them. If you see your fic here and want it removed, please let me know and I'll remove it as soon as possible!)

FICS*

DC UNIVERSE

Jason Todd x reader

Don't go disappearing on me again

savior

you hold me tight without hurting me

Soft Jason

love this author thank you for blessing me with Jason

At least I'm not alone at wake

Call me your fool (I only wanna be with you)

safe haven

Restroom attendant

In your hands

Moonlight And Intentional Mistakes fear

Biomimicry, anyone?

too sate

the blood in your vain it only takes one

please come home

it only takes one

Pre-Noon Saturdays.

fear

in your hands

fluff

soft

the words of your body

and on and on, i'll be by your side pt1 &2

DICK GRAYSON x Reader

the blue of your eyes, the blue of the sky

dont miss me

you with the dark curls, you with the watercolor eyes

BRUCE WAYNE x reader

warm

walk me home

a world alone

shadows in the storm

Good Night (Sweet Dreams)

reverie

ferrari

sugar on the rim

fright

I LOVE THIS WRITE PLEASE CHECK THEM OUT

away away away

again

JUJUTSU KAISEN

satoru gojo x reader

no garden can bloom without the sun can't sleep

not so invisible string

to lose a lonely heart

Intrinsic Warmth

supersonic together

| blinked and suddenly, I had a Valentine

TOJI FUSHIGURO

• weeping, craving open heart

• soft Toji

• my duty to you

• unkept secret

• only fools

• please please, please

soul mates

SUGURU GETO

casual

summer stress

delicate

ashes

KENTO NANAMI

safe and sound

lay your love on me

unrequited love

SUKUNA RYOMEN

I'm gonna get you

arts and crafts

love and company

CHOSO KAMO

sweet tooth

I wish

FRANK CASTLE

• favorite place

The Bodyguard series

sit around and miss you

two am automatic

TASK FORCE 141

Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader

I hear you like magic? I've got a wand and a rabbit! pt1 &2

Grimm Reaper

chest flexing

'cause now I'm scared to love the thought of you the way you did with me

KEEGAN P RUSS

calling it love but this isnt falling

[druap]

!! diff version under the cut !!

+ google drive link for easier download

i also made a google drive folder so it'd be easier for yall to print/download cards in case you wanna print em n etc

includes (both eng and ru): - og version (with kisses); - no kisses version; - empty card

IDK IF KISSES SUIT HIM OR NAH SOOO YEAA

+ empty ver in case you wanna write sth else

[kiss4tell]

for valentine’s day, should i find some p✩links for our boys and give them little themes?

[miniwheat77]

V-Day. (141 x Reader.)

!nsfw, smut, p in v sex, oral sex (m!receiving), protected sex, gang bang, NO MINORS!

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY LOVES! (and Birthday if you’re a v-day baby🥺) If I could get every single one of you a valentine I would 🫶🥰

The task force sees how upset you are on holidays.

You’ve got no family and no other friends outside of the task force so around the holidays you tend to get a little reclusive. Sometimes they’ll try to do nice things for you but most of the time they don’t have the opportunity to. When you’re out on a base in the middle of a warzone, ordering things in and going to stores isn’t exactly ideal.

They notice of all of the holidays, Christmas and Valentines Day seem to be the hardest ones of all for you.

They’ve managed to help raise your spirits on Christmas by brining in a fake little tree and making ornaments out of plain lined paper and dental floss. They even found a couple markers or pens around base so you could color them. At least it gave you something to do as a task force but you were out of luck on Valentine’s Day.

None of the men were married or in a relationship and truth be told, Valentine’s Day wasn’t as important to them. But it was to you and they knew it.

The only thing Captain Price could do, was get everyone off duty for the day.

The four of them had crossed paths a couple of times. Working out, doing paperwork, cleaning up their own spaces. That was it. But they noticed none of them seen you.

“Poor things probably just sitting in her room like usual.” They mumble.

After another hour or so, you reappear out of nowhere while they’re sitting in the mess hall, making small talk.

“Ah, finally out to join us?”

“Yeah, I made you something.” You smile.

“What?”

“Yeah, I saved it for this year since we had nothing last year..” you mumble.

You’d made little handmade cards each specialized for them and attached a candy to it.

“Well now I feel bad because we didn’t get you anything dove..” Captain Price mumbles. “That’s not what this is about. Holidays are about giving. Anyways, I have to go finish cleaning up my room before I forget. Happy Valentines Day!” You smile, turning around and making your way back to your room.

Captain Price sighs.

None of them have any idea what to do. They have nothing on base that they can give you.

“You know.. I have an idea.” Johnny mumbles.

“Might be a bit crazy but.. it just might make her feel better.” He smiles nervously.

They make a plan, each of them needed to go find something and bring it back to the table to present with for the plan.

Gaz hurried outside, he would feel bad for messing up the rose bush outside because he knows how much you adore it (since it IS the only one around) but you’d just have to forgive him later. They’re a magenta color, which he thinks you’ll like. He makes sure to go for the roses that aren’t as full, on the back and on the bottom of the bush. He uses his pocket knife to cut the heads off, keeping them in tact. It still looks pretty when he’s done.

Johnny goes around base searching for those unscented tea lights laying around for when the power is out. He manages to find an entire bag of them in a back office. Scoring when he finds a random striker too.

Captain Price heads for his own office where he knows he’s got paper, using a few pieces to thicken it up and a stapler to make a makeshift card. He’s even got one single piece of red paper, cutting tiny hearts out of it and taping them onto the white card. His time as a Captain and all of the paperwork he’s had to do has really helped his cursive. Making sure to give the others the opportunity to add something they’d like before signing it from all of them.

Ghost tore his entire room apart looking for a photo to put into the card. He knew he had it lying around and it took him a good white to find it buried inside of a drawer, but he does find it. It’s a photo of the entire task force. The five of you standing all together just before a mission, in full gear. It’s something he’s cherished but he has a copy at home.

“Y/N, page back.” Captain Price calls.

“Copy sir.”

“Keep getting an alert from the southeast gate, you mind checking it out with me?”

“Not at all sir.”

“Great, I’ll meet you out there.” He calls back. When you meet him at the door, their plan goes into effect. The other 3 men hustle to get everything in to place as quickly as possible. You’d just finished cleaning your room so it was perfect timing really. You don’t get fully dressed to go which he understands, but he finds it cute what you’re wearing anyways.

“Captain, page back.” Gaz mumbles. He’s out of breath. “Copy.”

“Where at?”

“Heading in now.”

You don’t find it strange, they call back all of the time.

When you turn the corner, you freeze. You see the candlelight first. “What is that?” You ask. You’re curious, approaching it. Captain nearly laughs, noticing your hand on your sidearm at first. The military taught strange reactions. You relax when you see the rose petals. The other 3 stand just outside your door. “What is all of this?”

“It’s a thank you, for being such a huge part of this task force. There’s more inside, go on.” Captain Price smiles. “It’s not as much as you deserve, but it’s all we got for now.”

You move closer, opening up your door. That’s when you see the little card sitting on your bed. You smile.

You pick it up, opening it up and reading the note that each of them had left you. You look at the small picture last, seeing it’s them.

“This is really sweet, you didn’t have to do all of this.” You smile, turning back at them.

“We’ve got another thing, something important. Sit down.” Soap mumbles, pushing you back slightly onto your bed. “Close your eyes.”

You look up at him skeptically but do it anyways. Your hands sit in your lap. He touches your chin with his fingertips, tilting your head up slightly. He gives it another second before pressing his lips to yours.

You jump back, stunned. “Woah- what are-“ he smiles, hushing you.

“Nothing to be afraid of lass.” He pushes your hair out of your face. “Valentine’s Day is where you show those you love how much you care about them. That's what we're going to do. Just relax.”

You swallow hard, looking around at each of them around the room, all eyes are you. "No need to be nervous, just close your eyes."

You do it, trying your best to stay relaxed as he kisses you again. He grasps the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your head. You raise your arms up to make it easier for him. Once your shirt is off, everyone in the room starts to get undressed. You can't see it, but you can hear the fabric and bodies movies, belts unbuckling and hitting the floor.

What the hell had you gotten yourself into?

You open your eyes, seeing that they're all shirtless, nothing but hairy, fit bodies around you. Your heart starts to race in your chest. This was a lot. What exactly did they plan to do?

Captain Price chuckles, now having taken Johnny's place in front of you. He forces your chin up to look at him. "If you're nervous and don't want to do this, you don't have to." He smiles. "You always have a choice, remember that."

You nod your head, taking in a deep breath. "I'm okay. Just nervous." You look up at him, he helps you to stand up, sliding your pants down your legs for you. Helping you step out of them by taking your hand to steady you.

What a gentleman.

"Go ahead and get on the bed darling."

The candles are illuminating the room, the light is still on but it's already dim. You move up the bed, still making an attempt to cover yourself.

Captain Price moves himself between your legs, he'd taken his boxers off, same as everyone else. You see him tear something open with his teeth, surprised when you realize it's a condom. You wonder where on earth he'd gotten it.

Now the four massive men stood completely naked in front of you and this wasn't a joke. This was really going to happen.

He takes your gaze away from everyone else by drawing his fingertips up your exposed opening, gathering wetness on his fingers and gliding up over your clit, the gasp gathers everyone's attention. They were nervous too, just far better at hiding it.

They're all looking at you, seeing how your eyebrows move into each other, mouth parting in pleasure as he touches you. He rubs gentle circles over you, the more aroused you are the more wet you'll be. You're going to need it to be able to take all four of them. He pushes a finger into you, hearing you gasp at the intrusion, moving a hand to grip his wrist as he starts to finger you. His fingers are long. He moves them through you, curling them slightly with eat thrust, searching for that spot inside of you. The others watch as he searches for it.

When he finds it, you tilt your head back with a moan, resting your head on the pillow. The mewl that leaves your lips is promising, each of them now know exactly what to do to please you.

He draws his fingers back, smiling when he realizes how fast your heart is beating. Hopefully he didn't get you too close. You still had a long ways to go.

He adjust you, tilting you just slightly to the side, raising your hip up just slightly. That special place inside of you was about to be battered by the four men. Because not only are they attempted, but obsessed with pleasing you.

He grips his cock, the first you'll feel tonight. He glides the tip over your opening to gather your arousal on him before he sinks inside of you. You gasp when he fills you. Cock pressing right up against that spot, he could feel your heart beating from your touch alone. That knot was already beginning to form in your belly.

You feel hands on you and it draws you back down to earth. Ghost is at your side, running his fingertips over the skin on your right arm to soothe you. Johnny moves to the other side, doing the same to your left.

You realize that Gaz is at the head of your bed, nearly standing over you.

He lowers himself, helping to brush your hair out of your face. "You're doing so good for us." He breathes. You clench your eyes closed, felling your Captain bury himself into you once more. The two to your left and right gasp at the same time, feeling your hands reaching for them. The feel of your touch on their cocks is enough to draw a moan from each of them.

Kyle takes a deep breath when you reopen your eyes, looking up at him. He stands up, almost knowing what it is that you want.

You take his cock into your mouth, tonguing the tip at first. You tease him for a minute before taking him further down. He can see your throat bulge because of his intrusion and suddenly his orgasm isn't too far off.

John keeps a steady pace, he knows you'll take a lot more than just him tonight and he doesn't want to be too rough with you. You feel good wrapped around him, tight. The eagerness he had felt before already had him on edge. He knew he wouldn't last long. Which was in your favor considering. He just wanted to draw at least one orgasm out of you.

He rocks his hips into you, perfect pace. Right into that spot.

He draws circles into your clit until you're right at the edge of pure bliss, toppling over the edge. You draw away from Kyle when you cum, crying out. You attempt to close your legs but he keeps them open, keeping his slow pace and riding your high out. Groaning out when he reaches his own. He closes his eyes, riding it out with another couple thrusts.

When he reopens them he pulls out of you, seeing your orgasm at the base of his cock. He can only wonder how good you'd feel raw.

He draws himself away, moving to your chair in the corner of the room, lighting a cigar as Simon takes his place. You swallow hard, looking down at him. He rolls a condom over the tip of his cock, same as your Captain had. "You alright to keep going?" He looks up at you. You nod.

You don't want to let your Lieutenant down. He does the same to you. Slight tilting your hips, moving you in another way. You can only imagine it's to reach that spot inside.

They were so attentive.

He thrusts into you, you tilt your head back with a sigh. He's slightly more rough than Captain Price but you can easily tell they're being gentle. You can only imagine how rough they could be if they really wanted.

You take Kyle back into your mouth, moving your hand up the shaft of Johnny's cock. Keeping them both stimulated. It's hard to focus with Simon thrusting into you, but you do it.

He pushes your legs up slightly, reaching even deeper. You moan around Kyle, hearing him groan at the vibrations from you. He knew once he felt your walls around him that he wasn't going to last long.

Your right hand is free now, you use it to draw circles into your own clit which surprises them. Considering that you had just cum. You're gentle with it.

Simon keeps a steady pace just as his Captain had. Working himself into his own orgasm but focusing on you too. You weren't just any girl to them. You were important and they weren't here to use you.

You draw away from Kyle and he moves to your side again, moving his face to be level with yours. "Why don't you take a look at what he's doing hm?"

You swallow hard, raising yourself up onto your elbows. Johnny moves to your other side, lips by your other ear.

"He's stretching you so much. You're taking a lot. More than we thought you could." Kyle smiles. He hears you take in a sharp breath at a particularly hard thrust from Simon. He was getting sloppy with it. Seeing the lost look in your eyes is drawing him close.

"Your body is taking us so well darling. We knew you would."

You look up, eyes snapping to Ghosts and he gets chills down his spine at the look you're giving him.

"Happy Valentines Day, Y/N." It leaves Simon's lips and you can barely see his mouth move behind his mask. He doesn't expect you to cum.

You moan out, closing your eyes as you reach another orgasm, this one more intense than the first. Your clit throbs as you draw your hand away from it, nearly crying at the overstimulation. "Oh fuck!" Simon gasps, feelling you tense around him, pulsing with each beat of your heart.

He clutches your thigh harder than he intends when he finishes, eyes rolling back into his head when fills the condom. You gasp, feeling the warmth of it. How the hell were you going to do this another two times? You don't know where he's off to when he pulls away.

"M'kinda close already from your mouth darling, don't laugh when I don't last." Kyle jokes. You give him a lazy smile. You didn't see it, but he's got a condom on. You flinch when he slides into you. "You alright?" He asks, looking up at you. You nod your head. "If it's too much, we'll stop."

You smile at him. "I'm alright Kyle. Thank you." You breathe. Kyle had length on the rest of them, reaching parts of you untouched. You were already sensitive before, but knew you'd be pushing your body to the limits with him. You can't cum four times, surprised by the fact that they've even gotten two so close together. Your eyes water as he starts in, thrusting into you. He can't be as rough because he doesn't want to hurt you.

You've already taken so much. Soap cups your breasts, you tilt back to take him into your mouth. You surprise him.

He gasps when you take him down, sucking at the tip of his cock before taking him further down "Your lips look so pretty wrapped around me." He breathes, pinching one of your nipples between his fingers, hearing you gasp. You glide your hand up to entwine your fingers with Johnny's and he doesn't draw back, letting you clutch onto him.

You can tell how close Kyle is by how he starts to shake. His hands shake as he rests them on your thighs. His pants are uneven.

His face contorts in pleasure, teeth gritted and bared as he finishes deep into the condom, this time you can feel the force of his orgasm against your walls. You gasp out at the feeling.

You draw away from Johnny and he's quick to take Kyle's place. You couldn't take much more and he knew it. That's why he's going last.

Johnny is the best at being affectionate. At making love.

He slides the condom down around himself. Like the others had.

He pushes you up further on the bed, entering you much slower than the others, even going as far to give you a moment to adjust to him before he moves. You look up at him, almost as if giving him the approval to move. He draws back and thrusts into you, seeing you flinch slightly. He was really deep and you were overstimulated already.

"You think you can give me one more darling?" He smiles. You shake your head. "I don't know Johnny. It's a lot." You pant. Your eyes are already watery but he keeps his pace. "I think you can, lass. You've done so well for me. Done so good." He breathes. "One more doll. Just one. Focus on me."

He lowers himself to hover over you. Using his body weight on top of you to keep you grounded. "Johnny?"

"Hm?"

"Will you kiss me again?"

He doesn't respond, just presses his lips to yours. He's surprisingly a really good kisser, lips moving with yours.

You don't know why you're reacting to him like you are but just his kiss alone has that knot forming once more. You know this one may even hurt. He draws away, brushing your hair out of your face. "You feel so fucking good around me. You are so tight." He breathes. "You're doing so good darling, got me so close already." He bites his lip, trying to contain his moans.

He was getting close but he wants one more from you. Just one more.

He grasps your hand, bringing it up to your clit. "I can't Johnny, too much."

"Try for me doll. Just once."

You flinch when you touch your own clit. Thighs shivering as you ghost over it with your fingertips. You're so close.

The others hear your cry from just outside the door, cheeks turning pink at just the sound of you.

Johnny groans when you pulse around him, tears stream from you eyes and he finishes just in time as you push him away. It was nearly too much.

He finishes with a grunt, letting his high take over him.

When he comes down from it, he moves himself from on top of you.

You're panting out, tears still streaming from your eyes as you settle down. You've taken a lot tonight and they know it. But they just wanted to show you what you meant to them.

"I'll help you get cleaned up. give me a sec." He breathes, moving to get dressed and draping a blanket over you so that he could carry you to the showers. He knows once you're clean you'll fall asleep quick. While you're gone, the others help clean up the mess of rose petals and candles, changing your sheets for you as well.

Best Valentines Day ever.

[leyavo]

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— task force 141 on valentines!

characters included : simon 'ghost' riley, john price, johnny 'soap' mactavish, kyle 'gaz' garrick.

a/n : i see all the cute valentine's day stuff and i get inspired <3 this is an imagine about how they'd be on your first valentines as your husband. send a request if you want to see another character. lots of fluff! gender neutral reader! unedited!

simon 'ghost' riley.

simon was anxious. he knew he had to make an impression. he had to show just how much he really loved you. in his mind, this was a much bigger deal than it actually was. he would never tell you about how anxious he was, but it absolutely consumed his thoughts the day of.

he made sure everything was tailored to your tastes. he bought you your favorite type of flower in your favorite color, got you a small basket (your favorite color, a must) filled with your favorite candy and a soft, fuzzy stuffed animal.

simon would of course play this off as no big deal to you, as if he gave it minimal thought. you could tell by the details he planned this out. that night, he'd make you both a fort of pillows and blankets, order your favorite takeout and watch your favorite movies with you.

it showed how well he listened to you, how he knew what you loved.

john price.

john is a traditional man. he had a classical date planned. roses, dinner reservations to a fancy restaurant, he spent the whole night wining and dining you, asking about you, romancing you. he knew tonight was strictly about you.

once the two of you get home, he'll draw up a warn bath for you. while you're in the bath, he'd light some candles. once you're ready to get out, he'd help you into a robe and have you lay down. he'd give you a full body massage, worshipping your body.

he'd spend the night whispering sweet words to you, kissing your neck, your shoulders, holding your body close to his. john would do anything to please you. he simply adored you.

johnny 'soap' mactavish.

johnny is so extra. he had big plans, weeks before valentine's he was hyping it up, telling you about how it would be the best night of your life. he was confident you'd love whatever he had planned. he was so eager to see how you'd smile at his surprise.

he definitely bought you lots of snacks and sweets. he wanted to be unique, to show up every other person who did something for their partner. he bought you two a cake to share with your initials on it.

at the end of the night, he ushered you outside. this dumbass brought out a bunch of fireworks and set them off for you as you sat and watched. he wanted to make you feel like the most special person in the world, who else set fireworks off for their spouse? that's right. only johnny. only for you.

kyle 'gaz' garrick.

kyle was super excited for valentine's day. he was so excited for you two to spend a day devoted to each other. he wanted to show you how much he treasured you, how you were the most important person in his life.

he made a big basket for you to wake up to. it was filled with sweets, some jewelry, framed photos of you two for around the house, your favorite flowers, a cute teddy bear and a gift suited to your interest.

that night, he cooked you two a nice dinner, poured some wine then set up a blanket outside. he sat down with you, pointing out different stars and constellations. while you stared at the moon and stars, he stared at you. to him, you were the most beautiful sight.

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