#they'd heard the explosion but needed to see where in the mountains it had happened

[foreignobjecticus]

Going to go to bed soon. Offering my full night of dreams to anyone: trade for deep, restful sleep only.

[ashiemochi]

ASHIE ASHIE ASHIE

MY BEST FRIEND, MY BELOVED CAN I PLEASE, PLEASE REQUEST AN ANGRY! LEON SMUT FROM YOU WHERE READER DOES SMTH STUPID DURING A MISSION OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT?

JUST SOMETHING UNTIL THE NEW FIC COMES OUT

<3 i keep getting carried away with this guy, whoops-

you knew better than to go against your orders - direct orders.

Leon Scott Kennedy was the captain of your squad of five. Each one of your teammates had a specific job to do; one was in charge of scooping out the area. Two had his hands on the strongest of weapons, and mostly explosions. The third and fourth were on Leon's side, guns drawn with attentive eyes - leaving you the fifth; in charge of keeping watch on any oncoming enemy.

"Do not engage. You alert us and we can handle it from there - you understand?"

And you did - but why not engage?

You six were sent to a rural city in Russia, Dargavs Village - balls deep in the winter season. The weather was freezing your tits off but you had to stay put for the sake of the mission. You had gotten a tip that a possible virus was in the making, early stages and whatnot, right underground.

Leon and the rest of your squad went inside the building, leaving you alone with nothing but a flaregun. Your captain could've provided something to keep you warm but no, all you had was a hot pack - that had long gone cold - and your lukewarm coffee in your hydro flask.

It happened all too fast. One second you were keeping an eye out when you noticed numerous snowmobiles stop by the little house, and the next was you alerting your captain frantically. He was alarmed by your tone and told you they were moving out - and judging by his tone, you knew he needed more time to find the research files.

You wished you were the one with heavy ammunition. Your flaregun was for emergencies and you only had three bullets. You picked up the giant duffle bag next to you; it was for your partner - the one with the firearms. When you zipped it open, your eyes widened in glee at the rocket launcher.

You barely voiced your plan to Leon who was instantly against it.

"You keep gathering information - I got this."

"No, Y/N! Do not engage!"

"This is our only shot, Leon! They're too many, they'd wipe you all out!"

"And you can take them out?! This is a direct order - you will get yourself killed!"

"Tell Johnny I'll pay him back for the RPG."

That was the last thing Leon heard before loud rumblings shook the ground. The speed at which he ran out left his squad panting when he reached the open air only to see a massive wave of snow toppling down the mountain. The houses were sturdy enough, made of bricks and cement so he was safe.

How in the fuck did you cause an avalanche?

In the distance, he saw snowmobiles speeding after a white specific mobile - it was you. He ordered your squad to stay inside one of the tallest buildings before sprinting down to hide behind a wall and take down the three masked men, stealing one of the snowmobiles and going after you.

It was one of the most horrible moments with it happening in less than five minutes but seemingly lasting an eternity. When the avalanche had settled down, having taken out most of those minions, Leon was growing concerned by the second, yelling out your name as his eyes scanned the aftermath. Several snowmobiles were poking through the heavy rug of white and something churned in his stomach.

Then there it was; a red bullet flying into the air.

Leon found you hiding behind one of the many trees in the forest, breathing heavily at the adrenaline. You were unscathed. At first, Leon was utterly relieved to see you were okay, the next though...

Well, it led you to this very moment in the confines of the warm hotel room.

To say you were overstimulated was an understatement. Your lips were swollen from your attempts to not be too loud at the merciless rutting of his hips. Your hands were gripping the sheets of your bed, mewling helplessly.

Leon was behind you, having you in a standing doggy position, as he fucked you harshly. You really should've known better than to piss your own captain off - your husband. One of his hands was wrapped around your throat and the other was pressed flat to your back to keep you arched, making you feel every inch of his cock.

"Every goddamn mission," Leon snarled, throttling himself deeper, "You always gotta go against orders, don't you?"

He was mad, you knew that. You fully believed it was valid but then again, you managed to save your team and get the information needed for the assignment. You gave yourself a pat on the back for this and Leon chose to teach you a lesson instead. You weren't entirely refusing it, though.

"Leo- oh, fuck!" You moaned, your arms beginning to shake at the intense pounding. Your poor cunt was quivering at this point, having edged to hit cloud nine god knows how many times. You were never the type to keep count.

"Mmh," Leon muffled his groan, hungry eyes trailing down to the way your pussy swallowed him whole, "Your body listens to me more than you - look at you taking all of me, fuck..."

"I don't think you even deserve to cum," A dark chuckle, "At least not with my cock."

"Please!" You pleaded, eyes snapping wide open with a gasp when a slap left your ass cheek stinging.

Leon sent another smack, the sound echoing in the room, as his thrusts did not relent nor falter. You were up in the clouds, biting your tongue to hold back your shrieks. The action sent you gushing more around him, and he hissed when your walls clenched and contracted his dick.

"So fucking messy..." He chastised, squeezing a handful of your cheek to soothe the burn and he looked up at you, releasing your neck to tug on your hair.

Your moan died up in your throat when he towered over you, sinking himself to the hilt. His eyes bore into yours intently.

"You sure know how to keep me on edge, huh?" He snapped lowly, "How do you think I'd feel if my own wife was along those bastards that died in the snow?"

"It was to, ah, keep you," You whimpered, closing your eyes for a moment, "To keep you safe. I led them away, to save you."

"Isn't that what you taught me and the rest of the team?"

A whisper.

Leon's eyes softened but remained in their sharp icy nature, voice heavy with concern masked with frustration.

"You shouldn't have done that, either way. I'm your captain, you listen to direct orders."

"Yeah," You managed to nod, looking up at him, "But you're also my goddamn husband."

The DSO agent's rage shook, tipping over like a volcano. You were always so stubborn - and he loved that about you. It saved him and deemed the mission a success. He could've lost you that day, making him grow anxious at the mere thought of ever not having you by his side anymore.

You may not have known as you were in the shower, but he was seriously about to tear up. When you had gotten out and only joked about how you almost became like the Winter Soldier from the Marvel comics, that thread of restraint snapped.

"Damn it," Leon's cock resumed pulsing into your starving cunt and letting go of your hair to grip your hips with both hands, "You're a fucking menace."

Your body shook with each thrust, moaning into the air with little to no care about any other hotel room. Warmth was starting to bubble within you, alerting you of your upcoming orgasm. Your legs shook to keep you standing.

Leon grunted through gritted teeth, feeling your walls tightening around him and he quickly slipped himself out right before you came.

"No! Please, let me cu-" You cried out, believing he was denying you yet another high but his lith middle and ring fingers replaced his cock.

"Oh shit! Leon~!" You squeaked as he finger fucked you noisily. His other hand stayed on your lower back to keep you still, pumping in and out purposefully that sent stars flashing in front of your eyes.

The pleasure that hit you was massive - exactly like that avalanche. Except it was searingly hot and shook you to the core. You gushed and gushed, cum dripping to the floor as the clear texture splashed and coated his hand and your inner thighs.

Your arms gave out and your legs nearly followed if it weren't for Leon to pull out and push the back of your thighs so you were on your chest and knees on the mattress.

You breathed heavily, audibly whining at the lingering climax. All that edging might as well blinded you but you soon found out your eyes were only closed.

"Happy?" Leon hummed, a smirk on his lips as he lathered his dripping hand over his rock-hard cock, pumping himself a couple of times.

Your gasp hitched in your throat when you felt that delicious stretch of his giant cock slid right back inside with long and deep strokes. His chest pressed down on your back, his dry hand finding its place around your neck right under your jaw, as he hovered over you.

Leon tilted your head up, diving himself deeper till his heavy sack brushed the inside of your thighs. Your hooded eyes were hazy, faint moans escaping through your lips.

"Did you learn your lesson, baby?" Leon's voice sent shivers down your spine and that loving glint in his eyes was more apparent than ever.

A smile itched the corner of your lips, giggling breathlessly, "I don't know - I wasn't listening."

"Oh, you cheeky..." His chuckles rumbled through his chest, shaking his head as he dropped his head into the crook of your neck, "Guess I have to go from the top, huh?"

"Guess you have to."

You shouldn't have gone against direct orders - but for nights like this, you'd go against the President himself.

[pricescigar]

A Price to Pay For pt.4

Summary: The full assault on Shadow begins, Price successfully recovered Elvira. But as much as he would like to keep her at arms length, he can't hold back anymore...

TW: Mentions of violence, blood, explosions

They spent the rest of the day making the last few preparations for the battle ahead. It was still quite early, so they couldn't do anything up until nightfall, that was their best bet and best shot. Price then spent most of his time working about Elvira, would she even survive? What if Graves already killed her? What if this place was actually a trap? So many questions ran through his mind, but he needed Elvira. He needed her. He realised that a life without her meant nothing to him, and a life with Elvira is always something he wanted… He felt like an idiot, stupid for pushing her away like that. Never again would he do that.

Price's other teams saw how worried he was, they reassured him that everything would be okay. That they'd rescue Elvira safely, Price believed them but that wouldn't stop him from worrying.

"Is everyone ready?" Price stood by the Vans looking at the team. "We should leave now and camp at the outskirts till nightfall." 

"Lead the way sir." Ghost replied to him, the two teams then got into their own respected Van's as Price's van led the way to Shadow's Estate.

The team soon found themselves at the outskirts of Shadow's estate, staring at it in the distance. It was highly guarded. More than usual, thankfully their Intel was right… The Shadow's estate laid within the forest closest to the mountains, well hidden it seemed. Shepherd always let Graves do whatever he wanted, as he always said.

"He's a dog with a bone, and I highly recommend you don't try and take it."

That was the last thing Shepherd said to Price before he went into hiding. Ever since then no one heard of Shepherd again, not even Laswell could get a good look into where Shepherd had disappeared off too… Pretty much he was off grid. So no one else could ever find him. However, Price was very much determined to find Shepherd and put this feud to a rest once and for all. 

 Thanks to their mole they had within Shadow, they told TF141 and the others Graves was indeed keeping Elvira captive. She was going through intense interrogations, just so Graves could get the location of Price. Elvira was kept captive in a room somewhere in the estate, Price was the one to look for her while he got some cover behind him. It was late at night approximately at 1:00am. One by one shadows fell down the light towers, their bodies slamming down to the ground with a thud. Alex and Ghost used their snipers and discretely took out the lights to hide the dead bodies. This was only the beginning, before they went all guns blazing on the place.

"All clear." Price's voice could be heard over comms, his team took out the Shadow's up at the front of the estate. He walked up the steps, kneeling down to the door using a snake camera to see what was going on inside. No one seemed to be guarding the entrance. 

"All clear here too." Ghost spoke over comms as well, he placed a C4 breacher on the Garden doors, and Price placed a C4 Breacher on the entrance doors. In sync, both doors broke and they swarmed in the estate.

Shadow's appeared on either side of the doors where the breaches happened, fighting back the intruders. Due to them being attacked on both sides, it wouldn't be too long that they got pinned down and in no hopes of escaping.

Price had no mercy when it came to the Shadow's, taking every opportunity to take them down. He shot down a few who were standing on top of the staircase, watching their bodies fall down the stairs like a rag doll. They wouldn't stop until every Shadow was dead.

"We're going to deal with the rest of the Shadow's here, go find Elvira Price! We'll get rid of the incoming reinforcements!" Alejandro said through the comms. 

On the other side of the estate was  bloodshed as well Ghost had no mercy with them either, his team took down the last remaining Shadow's without a thought.

"Copy that." Price replied, Farah, Alex and Gaz began to search around the estate, seeing any form of location of Elvira. After finding a Shadow that was bleeding out, and was trying to play dead. He willingly told Price where she was being held Captive, before he was killed.

Elvira was being held in the basements, where their other victims were normally held captive. Price hoped that Elvira was still kicking by the time he and his team managed to get down there. Who knows how many Shadow's were down there, and if Graves was down there too… A bonus.

Price soon managed to find an entrance that led his team down the Basement, and aimed his gun around the corners, left and right before continuing on. Gaz, Farah and Alex followed closely, keeping an eye on their surroundings. They heard a voice not so far, and that voice belonged to no other than Phillip Graves. 

Graves heard all the gunshots that were happening, he sent his men up to investigate. When he heard all the screaming throughout the comms, he tried not to let it get to him. He knew the Task Force was here… So Graves took the chance to grab his gun to finally kill Price. Elvira was left tied to the chair unconscious, as Graves was about to leave the room.

The door was breached, which Graves covered his face for a second. He got tackled by Price, before he shot Graves in the head with no hesitation at all. All of it seemed to hit Graves so quickly, facing death itself.

"Goddamn bastard…" Price mumbled and he turned over to see Elvira, he immediately went towards her and untied the ropes around her. Lifting Elvira up into his arms, holding her closely. "Love? Elvira? Are you okay?" He spoke softly.

Elvira slowly woke up confused as she looked at Price before hugging him tightly. "John…" She whispered softly, he in return wrapped his arms around her as well holding her closely.

"Let's get you out of here okay?" Price lifted her up into his arms and took her out, while Alex, Farah and Gaz were planting C4's. 

On the sidelines Ghost, Soap, Alejandro and Rudy also planted. C4's every part of the estate. Once the group had made it out they made sure they got to a safe distance, they pulled out the detonator and pressed the button. The place exploded into smithereens.

"Let's get the hell out of here." Ghost spoke gruffly and walked away, and with that the others followed him. Price still carried Elvira in his arms, watching her fall asleep in his arms. Relieved that she was safe and sound once more. 

Elvira soon woke up groaning in pain a little, she felt her body being wrapped around in a bandage. She blinked a little, looking up to see Price cutting the bandage and setting the scissors aside. She had a nasty infection, luckily he treated it quickly.

"How are you feeling love?" Price asked her softly, placing a hand over her head. Checking to see if she had a temperature or not. 

"I'm okay…" Elvira spoke tiredly and tried to sit up, Price helped her gently and she rested against the bed frame with a pillow behind her. "Danke for saving me." She said.

"It's okay love, don't worry. Look at all the times you have protected us… High chance that I would return the favour as well." Price looked at her, as much as he would want to tell her his feelings… Now wasn't the time, he needed her to be better first before he would do anything.

"Would you like anything to eat?" Price suggested to her, to which Elvira nodded. Luckily he had a few leftovers for food, or tinned soup. But Price wasn't sure if Graves left her to starve or not, so he took the soup and began to heat it up. 

Price kept Elvira in his room so she wouldn't be alone, soon he returned with a bowl of soup. It was on a tray so Elvira wouldn't burn herself too much. "Here you go love, hope you like Chicken soup." He placed the tray on her lap.

"Danke." Elvira smiled and began to drink the soup, she stayed silent in fact both of them did. It was the comfortable kind of silence, Price would spend the next two weeks taking care of Elvira. Seeing her slowly get better day by day made him feel better, washed relief seeing that the wounds had healed perfectly. She soon went back to work as per usual, everything seemed to be perfectly fine. Price was struggling to hold his feelings back. He didn't know what to do anymore.

Price soon pulled her into a hug. "I'm sorry, for every pain I caused you for the last couple of weeks…" He spoke softly, keeping one hand behind her head, the other hand around her.

Elvira hugged him back and laid her head in his chest, sighing. "I'm sorry too." She spoke softly to him. 

"You shouldn't be sorry, it isn't your fault. It's all mine." Price admitted, putting a hand on her chin. "I shouldn't have been distant with you…"

Elvira looked up at him and sighed. "John… I love you, and I will always love you. So what if the others know about us? I will protect you." She held onto his hand.

"Elvira… But I have to protect you, I-" He stopped himself, looking down at her once more. His eyes softened before whispering to her. "I love you, I love you so much."

Elvira pulled him into a kiss, they kissed momentarily before pulling away gently. "We'll protect each other. Alright?"

Price smiled at her before leaning down and kissed her again, pulling her close to his body again as both of them kissed. 

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[ Pt. 5 ]

[thevivification]

Lives of Three | Prologue

Halloo! So I decided to start making a fic and to honour that have the prologue. hope it ain't too bad! Here's a link to it on Ao3

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Ah, Boatem. The explosive area known for the good 'ol hole to the void right in the center. Boatem, the people that decided to have a meeting located in said hole to the void. Boatem, the lovable, talented people on the northern part of The Continent. Or at least they were formerly part of The Continent.

It was, odd, to say the least. The Hermits had been having a normal day. Crafting tables were scattered yet again on Pearl's mountain, an end crystal had appeared right beside Mumbo's front lawn, and honestly no one knows why the big-hatted salesman is doing what he's doing but overall it's a normal day in the seaside town.

<Grian> BY THE HOLE

Ah, another meeting it seems. Cubfan had seem and heard them all, llamas in the void, end crystals and eggs, and oh don't forget about the racehorses. He never really minded though.

With a little bit of peaking, he saw the next shanenigan they'd gotten themselves into. Grian had replaced some of the surrounding grass with ice, and they'd be sliding around in boats while trying to discuss the topic. He went straight back to his canyon, deciding it'd be best to check his stores' stock.

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GoodTimeWithScar fell into the void

There's the first death, an expected outcome in any boatem meeting. Cub paid no mind to it, they would respawn anyways.

<CubFan135> Successful meeting? <Grian> Where's Scar?

The vex stared at his communicator. Well he's fallen in the hole, has he not? We saw the death message appear right in chat, so he could be at either at spawn, or at his base.

GoodTimeWithScar left the game

Now that's odd. There's no rational explanation as to why he'd leave, and if it has something to do with the void then X might have an answer but other than that, there may not be much. Cub can hear panicked yelling from the Boatem area, and it sounds like Pearl's trying to calm everyone else down.

MumboJumbo fell into the void ImpulseSV fell into the void PearlescentMoon fell into the void MumboJumbo left the game Grian fell into the void ImpulseSV left the game <Tango> What is going on?? <Etho> I don't know but it's kinda weird PearlescentMoon left the game <GeminiTay> Do you think we should check it out? <Renthedog> Yeah it's not looking so good Grian left the game

Oh. Well then that's not good. Cub pockets the communicator in his lab coat, storing his collected diamonds into his wallet. He navigates the spikes of his dripstone canyon and walks towards the boatem village.

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He wasn't the only one there. About seven other players were there, Ren, Etho and Bdubs being some. Cub unmuted his mic, meeting with a bunch of concerned voices.

"Ah Cub! You're their neighbor, do you know what happened to them?" a worried Gem had asked.

"Afraid not. I know about as much as the rest 'a y'all." He pulled out his comm to look at a playback of chat. Yep, mostly worried messages and five void deaths. The commotion around him started getting louder, a cluster of voices piling up onto each other to create a flurry of confusion.

"Guys, down here!" the familiar voice of Etho called from down in the Boatem hole. Everyone looked down, caring not to accidentally fall into the boatem hole itself. That's when they see it.

The Void wasn't exactly the Void anymore, the pure black and with hints of purple had started to swirl and glow a dim green. Etho grabs a spare loyalty trident from his inventory and launches it into the Void. He waits, and waits, and waits, and it doesn't come back. Tango carefully made his way to a safe section of the bedrock, he crouches down and squints his eyes to focus more on the void.

"What is that thing?" He lowers his head closer when he feels gravity pulling him down and jolts right back up.

"You think you can get up from there? we don't want to risk losing anyone else," Doc called down. The two of them nodded, with Tango firing a rocket and Etho pearling upwards.

"Alright, Tango, Etho, what did you see?" Doc asked. Zed brought out his clipboard and started taking down notes.

"Well I tested out one of my spare loyalty tridents on the thing. Never came back." Zed nodded along, messily scribbling the details onto a paper.

"Well there's definitely something weird about it. Dangit, where's X when you need him?" Tango crossed his arms and tapped his feet against the ground. He's looking around avoiding to even glance at the Boatem hole. The atmosphere is tense, and as the vex looks down he notices a bright blue substance on certain parts of the walls.

"Vex magic," he thinks aloud. The other hermits look towards him. "Scar had used vex magic here, there's traces of it." He moves closer towards the edge, assessing the traces of vex magic left.

"Do you know why he'd use vex magic?" Zed asked, replacing his clipboard with a scruffy notebook.

"Honestly I have no clue. Maybe we should ask X?" And the rest nodded.

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Haha idk if this is good lol