#valeria fanfic

[bpcr3yes]

silly headcanons about valéria garza

Valéria, every time you passed by she would make a point of slapping your ass or simply squeezing you.

Valéria that probably collects ancient weapons as relics

Valéria probably has a crush on blondes, she only watched Barbie because of Margot Robbie but at the same time she has a BIG crush on Sofia Vergara

Valéria who yell like a Mexican mother with her men, pulling their ears or threatening them with a slipper (it's a 9mm glock) when they do something wrong

Valéria who probably watches chaves currently (reminds her of her childhood)

Valéria is a GENIUS in exact sciences, she is the type of person who can calculate something in minutes and HATES human sciences with a passion, she hates writing.

Valéria who loves spicy food (a bit stereotypical I know) loves eating spicy snacks, any spicy food, you'll be eating something with her and you see her adding more pepper and she's like ''that's not spicy enough.'' and it probably is. jars of the best peppers in the world.

Valéria who doesn't like Taylor Swift simply because she thinks she's a stupid blonde and only knows to sing about exs (she listens to Bad Blood sometimes)

Valéria gathers her men for a night of drinking and tells them about stories she experienced in the cartel while drinking and smoking

Valéria who doesn't accept ANY gifts from other men, he could even be her right-hand man, she will never accept them.

Valeria who kicks other people in the back of the knee and thinks it's funny when they fall

[soapsbaby]

Friends with Benefits

Kinktober IV

Summary: How a friends with benefits relationship would go with them. Characters: Simon “Ghost” Riley, Johnny “Soap” Mactavish, Kyle “Gaz” Garrick, John Price, König, Alejandro Vargas, Rudy Vargas, Valeria Garza, all x gn!reader Rating: NSFW (mdni) Word Count: 1200ish

Ghost

In the beginning it was a lot more “benefits” than it was “friends”. He had a lot of issues to let you in any further than just sleeping with you. 

You were an outlet for frustration and he was entirely honest about that and made sure you didn't feel used or led on.

It took a while but eventually you were able to spend the night, he started calling you when he needed company and eventually he even opened up to you a little and you finally got to understand why he acts the way he does.

He’s a very attentive lover and now that he has a closer bond with you, also an incredible friend. He is always there to listen, even if he often doesn’t know what advice to give you.

Often calls you over late at night or right after returning from missions, just needing a way to blow off steam. He tends to be a little rough with you, but only with your consent.

He isn’t interested in any relationship or attachments so he is quite happy with your arrangement. 

Soap

You and Johnny had been friends for super long before you eventually got closer to him. It was just supposed to be a sleepover so you could binge some horror movies together, but at some point his hand had ended up on your thighs, then you had ended up in his lap and the moment you started kissing you both knew it was over. 

Except for having sex not much has changed between the two of you, most of your hookups still happen during movie nights or other friendship hangouts that you would have had before starting to sleep together.

It’s becoming a problem when people start asking questions since neither of you pay any attention to the movies you’re supposed to be watching. “Oh, you watched (...) on the weekend, right?? How was it?” “Uh… Good… I think.” 

You are so casual and comfortable with each other that there was never really a phase of awkwardness between you two, it just felt natural. 

He honestly doesn't care if anyone finds out, is the type to pull you into a supply closet for a quickie.

Price

You are both very happy with the arrangement, even though except for missing full commitment you are basically in a relationship. 

He will always make sure you know you are taken care of and that you know how much he appreciates you, take you out for dinner or cook for you, get you gifts. 

Compared to the others, your relationship is a little more mature and less impulsive, you had been friends for a long while, tried to date but didn’t quite work out. Still, you both had to admit you enjoyed having sex with one another, so you just decided to go back to that part. 

He’ll check in with you often to make sure you are still happy with the situation and it is understood that if either of you ever find a serious relationship you’ll have to stop.

He likes to make sure he has his time with you, whenever you have a "date" he wants to have the whole day off.

Gaz

It was supposed to be just a friends with benefits situation but failed almost immediately. You both tried so hard to keep it casual but it was a lost cause from the first time. 

Gaz used to have hookups quite often when off duty, but now that he has you, he doesn’t really want or need that anymore. He doesn’t want to admit it to himself, let alone you, but he’s kind of obsessed with you.

At this point you are spending so much time at each other’s places that you might as well move in, but both of you are afraid to suggest taking the next step because that is not what we agreed on.

He is so sweet, always taking his time with you, making sure you are the priority and that you feel well taken care of.

So good at giving oral.

König

You’re one of the few people from his past that he is still in contact with and though you don’t get to see him often, it’s a good time whenever you do.

It’s good for him to have someone from his childhood that can give him a reality check and make sure he doesn’t forget where he came from when he needs it.

He isn’t the best at communicating, which your situation requires a lot of, so you run into problems at times. You don’t see each other often, most of the time there is a lot of distance dividing you, plus the time zones, so there is a lot to be navigated.

He likes and appreciates you a lot though, so you make it work somehow.

Most of the time he is super gentle with you and will do whatever it takes to make sure you finish first, however there have been situations where he just needed to use you to get some negative emotions out of his system after a failed mission.

Alejandro 

He always said he wasn’t one for casual sex, that he was made for relationships, but he had to learn that that just isn’t fully true. Once you and him started sleeping together he had to realize how convenient it was to have someone to help him have his needs met without the responsibilities that come with actual relationships.

He’s a great lover, extremely attentive, very loving, and skillful at what he does. He’d never be selfish and only get himself off.

Rudy

You have been friends with benefits for as long as you can remember, so the communication between the two of you is great since you just know each other so well.

It started when you were joking around with him after a bad date how dating around wasn't worth it just to have mediocre sex with people you barey liked and he got competetive about it.

"Bet I could do better." (He in fact could and did do better)

You don’t sleep with each other that often, just once every few months when you both feel like it. Most of the time when you hang out, things stay strictly platonic, that is just the way things work out for you.

Valeria

She doesn’t have many friends that she can actually trust, so she was terrified to push your relationship any further than a friendship. She didn’t want to risk losing you, one of the few people who knew her before the army, before the cartel. 

Still, one thing led to another and she’d never want to go back to before. She knows you might not fully support her work in the cartel, but that you still feel nothing but loyalty for her.

She doesn’t have time for an actual relationship and also wouldn’t want to put someone in danger of getting caught up in the crossfire of cartel dealings, so you being fairly low-commitment for her is ideal.

She can be a bit of a selfish lover, but you adore pleasuring her, so it all works out in the end.

[polakina]

tell me your secrets

pairing: valeria garza x reader

rating: explicit

outline: valeria wants information. you want to be out of her compound. she likes your attitude and decides to take this interrogation as a one on one

warnings: smut, fingering, oral (fem recieving), kidnapping, interrogation, spanking, flirting, enemies to...fuck buddies??, thigh riding

requests are open! hope you enjoy, petals <3

a/n: i love this woman. she's got such a hold on me i had to write for her

masterlist

II

The restraints were cutting deep into your wrists as you struggled to free yourself from them. It was such a stupid move. Arguing with El Sin Nombre’s men during a rally was not your best move. But you were a freedom fighter. You couldn’t stand the way they swaggered around with their smug faces, pointing their guns at innocent bystanders, looking for any information on where their resources were taken to.

You had them. Well, your team had them. You’d caught wind of a shipment for El Sin Nombre on the west side of Las Almas. So before the resources could be picked up by the team, you’d slipped in and taken everything, keeping it in a safehouse far from Las Almas.

One of El Sin Nombre’s men had recognised you from your previous encounters with them, and his emotion overtook him and he’d held you captive. The truck ride felt like hours, being bounced around in the back of the vehicle with a bag over your head. You had no idea what you were getting yourself into. Or if you were ever coming back.

-

You heard voices, muffled by the bag over your head which was starting to itch your scalp. It was driving you insane. A few hours you had been sat in this chair, men coming in to question you and leaving enraged when you didn’t speak a word. Not a word had come out of your mouth since you’d gotten out of that truck and been hauled to this room. Or corridor. Or whatever the fuck these boys had put you in. 

Trying to untie the knots roped around your wrist, your fingers started to cramp and you cursed out into the darkness, the ties too tight for you to wriggle out of them.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” you heard to your right. A woman’s voice echoed through the room. “You’re gonna hurt yourself if you keep doing that.” Footsteps made their way over to you and light seared into your retinas as the bag was harshly pulled off your face. You shook your head, moving the fair out of your eyes, slowly adjusting to the room you were captive in. “I’ve heard about you, you know?” The woman came round to stand in front of you, crouching so she was at your eye level.

You maintained eye contact, showing no emotion, giving nothing away. You couldn’t afford to. If she saw one crack in your facade, she had you in her grasp. “So what’s your name, then, hmm? I know what the freedom fighters call you on the street, but what should I call you?”

Silence. Utter silence filled the room. But it didn’t faze her like the other men. She didn’t get angry, or slap you, or storm out of the room. She just smirked. It seemed more unnerving than anything else.

“Not a big talker? Fine. Let me start this conversation,” she walked around the chair, standing directly behind you. You had no idea what she was doing until you felt her fingers curl into the hair at the scalp, pulling your head back towards the ceiling forcefully. You winced slightly, but said nothing. “You stole our resources, taking them from right under our noses in the middle of the night. Now we have no guns, no ammo, nothing to fight off the terrorists that plague our land. Now we can’t find your men. They’ve gone underground. And nobody’s talking. Not even civilians. You got them wrapped around your finger, don’t you, princesa?” Her face was so close to yours. 

You’d seen a lot of El Sin Nombre’s men around in your time, but always under her command. She led them, they were on her orders. The times you’d come into contact with her were never pleasant. She loved toying with you whenever you had stood up to her. Not many people liked to challenge her authority, but you took pride in it. She admired it. She wouldn’t admit it turned her on a little to have someone rile her up, someone she could put in their place. Especially you.

“So now we have you in custody, your men hiding most likely at one of your safehouses which we can’t track down. You’re a smart woman. Maybe we should have hired you instead of the assholes we’ve got wearing our colours.”

You smiled. They hadn’t found your men. They had nothing. They were clutching at straws they barely had a grasp on to begin with. “Tell me where I can find my resources, and I’ll let you go.”

You considered it. For the smallest inch of a second, you seriously considered it. But you didn’t want a war to break out in your town. Nobody could survive that kind of hit.

She released your hair from her grasp, running her fingers through it gently before stepping away, coming back into your field of view. “Either you talk to me, or I let those boys back in on orders to slice you up until you talk. I don’t think you’ll survive for very long after that, honey.” The woman went and stood by the door, her hand on the metal handle. “The choice is yours. But I can promise you right now, I’m much better company.”

Hearing the creak in the handle as she pushed down on it, unlocking it, you stopped her.

“We don’t want a war breaking out. Las Almas is crumbling enough on it’s own. We don’t need to bring fucking genocide into play as well.”

She turned to face you once again. 

“Is that what you think we’re doing? Starting a war.” The woman leaned against the door, arms crossed. “We never wanted one either. That’s why we need our shipment. To protect Las Almas and its people.”

“Didn’t feel like you were protecting its people when those assholes out there tore the south side of the city to shreds. Do you even know how many bodies we found? Innocent bodies. All gunned down by El Sin Nombre’s men for no reason.”

She looked down at her feet, rolling her shoulders back. “Those men were dealt with,” she said softly. “El Sin Nombre never gave out that south side order. Those men acted on their own backs. You’re talking to the person who personally executed those men for what they did that day. We don’t want a war, princesa. We want to protect our own. Our people. This city.”

“So patriotic,” you smirked, rolling your eyes. “I almost believe you.”

She walked over to you, leaning down until her face was inches from yours. “You should believe me. I’m the one person here who can get you out alive.”

You leaned closer, a certain fire in your eyes that she liked. “I want my men alive. If I give you the location of my shipment, then that’s all you take. If I hear whispers that you’ve taken out any of my men, I’ll come back here and rain hellfire down on you, I can fucking promise you that.”

She chuckled slightly, surprising you. “Even held captive, you show no fear. I like you. I give you my word that none of your men will be injured.”

“Your word means nothing to me,” you said, cocking your head to the side. “I want your boss’ word.”

“My boss?”

“El Sin Nombre. I want his word.”

She smiled, nodding once. “What makes you think he’s a man?” She asked quietly, and it sent sparks flying in your brain. You’d been told that the boss was a man. Dangerous and vicious. But a woman? That felt even scarier to you. “My word is just as good as El Sin Nombre’s, I promise.”

You contemplated for a moment. “What’s your name?”

“Why would you want to know that?”

“Just in case your word isn’t as good as you say. I want to know the name of the woman who I’ll be coming back for to hold responsible.”

The woman stood up straight, but her hand drifted to your jaw, holding it tightly and tilting your face up to look at her. “Valeria. You call me Valeria.”

With her other hand she reached into her back pocket, a shimmer catching the light and you saw it was a knife in her hand. Valeria leaned over you, the knife drifting along your arm until it snagged suddenly, loosening the rope around your wrists, allowing blood to flow. “Follow me.” Valeria turned and opened the door to the small room, motioning for you to head through.

-

The map stretched across the entire expanse of the table, the whole of Las Almas territory and its neighbouring cities plastered on the paper. You leaned over it, eyes casting a glance over where your base camp was, where your safehouses were. From their notes, they were nowhere near your men. It made you smile. 

“So?” Valeria sat in a chair, leaning back on two wooden legs as her feet were kicked up onto the table. “The shipment. Where can we find it.” You glanced at her before looking back to the map. Taking a pen from the table, you circled an area on the map, out in the middle of the desert. From a glance, you wouldn’t think anything was even out there.

“You can find your shipment here. I have men on patrol in this area twenty-four-seven. So I expect to be able to contact them ahead of time so you don’t break out into a fucking bloodbath for no reason,” you asserted, tossing the pen back onto the table. Valeria smirked, standing up from where she was sat, marching over to you.

“Princesa, you’re not in a position to be making demands, okay?”

“I’m not your princesa.”

“Well, you won’t give me a name so you can deal with the name I give you. Besides,” her hand brushes away stray hairs on your cheek. “I like seeing the red in your cheeks when I call you it.”

You avoided eye contact, looking at the table, but she grabbed your face, her fingers digging into your cheeks as she forced you to look back at her. “Don’t be going all shy on me now.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you said through gritted teeth. You had felt heat on your cheeks every time she called you princesa. But you didn’t think she could actually see anything.

“You know, if you weren’t so hostile, we’d actually make a pretty good team. I like having something pretty to look at when I’m working,” she raised her eyebrows as your eyes met hers. “You don’t have to act so big and mighty around me. I’m not that scary.”

You laughed, your hand pulling her wrist away from your face, keeping a firm grip on it. “You act as though I’m scared of you. I can assure you, you don’t scare me.”

She hummed, turning the tables and grabbing your wrists in her hands instead, pushing you against the table. “I know. I like it. You got a fire in you, honey. I’m starting to like your company more and more every passing second.” She smiled, leaning in until her lips grazed your ear, her body pressed against yours. “Perhaps you should stay a little longer in ym compound.”

Your body was telling you to react in a different way to what your brain was screaming at you. You honestly didn’t know what to do. This interrogation had certainly gone down a different path than what you expected. “And why would I do that, Valeria?” From the past few months where you had challenged her men, challenged her, gotten up in her face about how she was ruining Las Almas and causing more problems than solving them, you’d never actually been this close. Nor had you ever felt so vulnerable in her presence.

“We’ve been dancing around each other for months. We’ve been at each other’s throats, fought on opposite sides. But there’s one thing you can’t deny,” she smiled against your ear as your breathing halted in your throat.

“And what’s that?” you asked, only able to muster it up in a whisper.

“That you like it. You like the confrontation between us. I’ve seen the way you look when I put you in your place.” She had you. The second she heard your breathing labour she knew she fucking had you.

You turned your face towards hers slightly. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Her teeth nipped your earlobe, trailing towards your neck.

“Hmm. You sure?” She coaxed, feeling your pulse quicken against her lips. “Because your body is telling me something else entirely.” her face came up to meet yours. She stood a little taller than you were, and the ends other hair tickled your cheeks. “Tell me I’m wrong. But don’t lie to my face in my own office.”

You couldn’t say anything. Saying no would be a lie in itself. Your lips parted slightly but no words came out. She smiled, her face inching closer to yours. “That’s what I thought.” Her lips found yours. Softly, but firmly slotting against yours in a kiss. Her body pressed against you felt her tongue part your lips further, exploring your mouth deftly. Valeria’s grip loosened around your wrists and moved to your waist, her fingers ghosting over your bare skin as your shirt lifted. You could have pulled away. You could have stopped this. But you didn’t want to. This already felt too good.

Valeria felt your hands come up to cup her cheeks, and she smiled into the kiss, pulling your bottom lip between her teeth. Your fingers drifted to her neck, pulling her impossibly closer to you. Her lips found your neck, sucking at the soft skin over your pulse. You couldn’t hide the small gasp that escaped your throat, making her chuckle softly. Not in a demeaning way. She liked that she made you feel good.

But her touch disappeared just as quickly as it came. She walked backwards, back to the couch opposite the desk, her fingers making quick work of the belt around her waist, letting it drop to the floor as she unbuckled it, pulling it through the loops. She kicked her boots off, nudging them to the side as she walked. “Still regretting staying?” She asked coyly, sitting in the chair, leaning back and spreading her legs.

“Not yet,” you replied, still leaning against the table.

“Then come here, princesa. I’m not finished with you yet.”

Slowly, you made your way over to the couch. She smiled up at you, one eyebrow cocked. You took the opportunity to lower yourself to your knees, knowing exactly what she wanted. You wanted it too. Your hands ghosted up her thighs as you leaned up to her. Your fingers unzipped her pants, pulling them down her legs as you found her lips with yours once more. Her skin was warm, like fire against your fingertips. Your mouth made its way south and you started at her knee, kissing softly at her skin until you made your way to her inner thigh. 

Valeria watched you, looking down at you as your head inched closer to exactly where she wanted you. She lifted one leg over the arm of the sofa and let her head fall back as you pulled her underwear aside, gently ghosting your lips over her cunt.

You wasted no time, diving into her pussy, licking a stripe through her folds. She moaned softly, her hand finding your hair, pushing you closer to her cunt as you fucked her with your tongue. Valeria felt your finger glide up her cunt, dipping gently into her. You were teasing. She was having none of it. 

“Keep fucking around and you will not like the punishment I give you, honey,” she said, her words like ice on her tongue. You pushed your finger deep inside, your tongue finding her clit, giving her the stimulation she needed. Lips closing around her clit, you sucked harshly at the sensitive little bud, your teeth grazing gently over it.

Her grip was so tight in your hair as she kept your head between your thighs, you wouldn’t be surprised if it bruised your scalp by morning. But you didn’t care. Your free hand wrapped around her thigh where her leg rested beside you, and you pulled it over your shoulder, caging yourself between her grip. She felt your fingers dig painfully into the supple flesh of her thigh, it made her gasp out into the otherwise empty room.

You added a second finger to the crevice of her cunt, and then a third. Valeria tensed around you as she felt your fingers curl against something devastating inside her. “Shit, princesa. You’re better than I-” her sudden moan cut off her sentence as your fingers quickened, thrusting deep and harshly inside her. You felt her thigh close around your head, her hand keeping a firm grip on your head as her quick breaths signalled her high coming to a peak. “Come on, honey. Make me cum. I know you can.”

Withone final thrust of your fingers, and the undying attention you gave to her clit, she felt her orgasm wash over her, her mouth hanging open and her eyes rolling back as she came on your fingers. 

Her fingers released her grip on your hair as she came down from her high. You stayed between her thighs, keeping her legs pushed widely apart as you cleaned the mess between her thighs.

Valeria’s breathing slowed and became steadier as her muscles relaxed. Once you were satisfied, you looked up at her with glazed eyes. Her expression matched yours. Her cheeks were flushed and her pupils blown. “Atta girl,” she smiled, patting her bare thigh. You pushed yourself off her knees and stepped between her legs, but her foot pressed against your thigh as she cocked her head at you. “Take them off,” she gestured to your pants.

You rolled your eyes, smirking, but entirely compliant to her orders. Your shoes were kicked to the side, your pants on the floor within seconds, and you moved back towards her. But her foot came up against your thigh once more. “Take. Them. Off.” There was no room in negotiation in her voice, her tone was stern and cold. It sent a tingle down your spine.

Underwear hit the floor and you felt bare in front of her. Your shirt was just long enough to cover your ass, but not long enough to be able to leave it to the imagination. Her finger coaxed you closer to her and you moved to stand between her legs once again. 

Valeria’s hands drifted up your thighs, gently pulling you onto her lap and her lips melted against yours, her kisses deep, rough, needy. She shifted your body so you were seated on her thigh, your cunt resting on the muscle beneath her skin. “Your turn now,” she whispered, her accent thick and heavy in her words.

Her hands cupped your ass, dragging your hips along her thigh. Your clit rubbed against her skin in such a perfect way with each roll of your hips. Soft gasps accumulated in your throat as she guided you where you sat, straddling her. “Such pretty noises, princesa,” she smiled up at you, her hands drifting upwards as your body moved on its own, wanting to reach its own high. Valeria pushed the shirt up over your head, tossing it over your head where it landed clumsily on the table. Her lips found your breasts, kissing and sucking at the sensitive flesh, your nipples gently grazed with her teeth.

The stimulation was turning you on even more, every part of your body receiving the attention it needed to draw your orgasm even closer. But it never felt enough. Just constantly on the cusp, never teetering over the edge. Valeria could see it in your eyes.

“Need a little more, honey?” Her tone sounded mocking, but you were so close that you didn’t even care. You just went along with it. You liked this side of her. “Aw pretty girl. I got you.” Her hands grabbed your ass again, slapping your ass cheek harshly as she hoisted you up onto your knees. One hand stayed on your ass, the other reaching in front of her to play between your thighs. She was less gentle than you were with her earlier, her fingers thrusting deep into your cunt without warning. But it was what you needed. You moaned and tilted your head back, your fingers digging into her shoulders, nails carving lines into her skin. 

She moved at such a speed, the noises coming from your soaked pussy filling the room with its obscene sounds. Her thumb pressed firmly against your clit, rubbing tight circles against it until you felt your core clench and your thighs tense around her own.

“Don’t stop, please don’t stop,” you cried out. Valeria looked up at you, seeing the way your eyes crinkled shut, how you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth. 

“Say please,” she whispered, her ministrations slowing and your coming high fading. “Beg me for it.”

You had no shame as you made eye contact with her, begging and pleading to reach your orgasm. She just smiled, knowing the control she had over you right in this moment. Your orgasm hit you hard, and you buried your face in her neck, her skin between your teeth as you came. She hissed at the pain, but it didn’t hurt nearly as much as she’d expected. She rather enjoyed it.

Breathing some air into your lungs, your body finally started to relax, and your walls unclenched around her fingers, but she didn’t take them out. Not yet, anyway. Your juices soaked her fingers, dripping out to coat her hand, but Valeria didn’t mind.

A few minutes passed before either of you spoke. You leaned back, your face close to hers and she leaned up and kissed you softly. 

“Perhaps you should call your team, let them know what’s going on,” Valeria smiled, the whole reason you were in this compound now coming back to her. You returned her smile, chuckling softly, pecking her lips once more.

“Yeah probably. Did you okay it with your boss, I assume?” You questioned, cocking your head. You realised she hadn’t left your side since the interrogation, she hadn’t had the time to discuss it with the boss.

But Valeria just laughed, her whole body shaking as she chuckled. “Oh, honey. There is no boss to go talk to.” Your expression screamed confusion, and it just made her smile and shake her head. She patted your ass as she leaned back against the couch. “You just fucked El Sin Nombre and got on your knees for her, which was so hot, by the way. I call the shots around here.”

Stunned. Shocked. It was the only way to explain how you felt right now. You were bare ass naked in the lap of a notorious cartel leader. “You’re serious?” 

Valeria nodded in response, a smile playing at her lips.

“So call your boys and let them know. I’ll send my men to retrieve my resources. And who knows,” she tilted her head up, lips ghosting over yours. “This could be the start of a beautiful business partnership.”

[sleepiexx]

Valeria Garza x fem reader. Reader and Valeria get into a argument and reader ignores Valeria for an entire day.

Pushover

Valeria Garza x fem!Reader

Note: I love the way you think anon, some angst with some hurt comfort after it. Hope you like it!

Summary: (Y/N) has a hard time standing up for herself, this brews trouble for her when inevitably there is an argument in her relationship.

Warnings: arguing, self-depreciating thoughts

Word count: 1923

(Y/N) was a pushover. She knew it. She’d known since about the third time she made friends with someone who only ever put her down and had a hard time standing up for herself. Although she knew it, she still couldn’t stop herself. To her it felt like she wasn’t in control, like she was watching a car crash from the back seat.

This problem became basically null the second Valeria Garza came into her life. Like a guard dog on the prowl, Valeria stayed right next to (Y/N), willing to defend her at any given moment should conflict arise, verbal or otherwise.

This, as most things do, came with a downside; (Y/N) never truly got over her pushover tendencies and now arguments with Valeria were near impossible.

It was never truly an argument, really, how can you argue with someone who always caves and lets you win? Because of this, emotions went unchecked, leaving room for them to fester. What was originally only a small annoyance became a black hole eating at (Y/N)’s mind at all hours of the day.

With time, Valeria only became more protective. It was sweet at first, being so loved, safe, and protected. But once the near 5-month long honeymoon phase of the relationship wore off, (Y/N) quickly found herself annoyed.

It seemed now that she never had alone time. Every waking moment was spent with Valeria, who she loved but could only spend so much time with before she went stir crazy. Don’t get (Y/N) wrong, she was literally obsessed with her girlfriend and she loved her very much, but Valeria wouldn’t even let her go to the store by herself, and god, she felt like a kid again, needing to hold mommy’s hand to cross the street.

It was only when Valeria suggested getting (Y/N) a full time bodyguard that everything boiled over and she snapped.

“Fucking Christ, Valeria, I’m a grown adult, I don’t need someone following me around every hour of every day!”

Valeria straightened her posture, eyes darkening as she tried to keep her cool.

“All I want is for you to be safe, (Y/N).”

(Y/N)’s eyebrow twitched, a clear sign of her blatant annoyance, “It’s always that excuse with you, isn’t it? You ‘just wanted me to be safe’ when you scared off the first friend I’ve tried to make since we got together, you were ‘defending’ me when you got us kicked out of that bar because you didn’t like the way some guy was looking at me, and now, as if your presence isn’t suffocating enough, you want me followed by someone who will report back to you with everything I’ve done all day? You are so beyond paranoid, it’s actually fucking insane.”

Valeria tried to understand her, she really did, “Where is all of this coming from?”

But unlike usual, (Y/N) was not willing to step down, “You! Valeria, it’s coming from you! It’s like ever since we got together you won’t leave me alone and I’m sick of it! I need some privacy once in a while, you’re acting fucking crazy!”

“I have done nothing but protect you since we have met and you want to call me crazy? Without me, your weak ass would have gotten yourself killed. Call me suffocating and insane all you want, (Y/N), you need me.”

(Y/N) stood there with a deep glare etched into her eyes as Valeria seethed. Suddenly she felt as though she were trapped. She didn’t want to be here anymore, she could feel tears beginning to gather in her waterline but she would be damned before she let Valeria see her crying after all of that. She turned on her heel, grabbing her things and beelining it towards the front door.

“Yeah, run away,” Valeria spat, “run away like you always do the second shit gets a little bit tough.”

And (Y/N) did, not sparing so much as a glance back to Valeria’s house after slamming the door and making her way to her car. She wasted no time in starting it up and speeding away as fast as she could.

She didn’t know where to go, but what she did know was that she didn’t want to go home and she absolutely could not return to Valeria’s.

She ended up pulling into a random parking lot 20 minutes away from both her own and Valeria’s houses, finally allowing herself to break down.

Tears flowed freely down her face as sobs echoed throughout her empty car. Her thoughts ran a mile a minute, arguing with herself about everything she had said.

Was she too mean? God what was she thinking, of course she was too mean, she probably just lost the best thing in her life. She should have just let Valeria win, why did she say all of that? She didn’t really think Valeria was crazy, a little suffocating, sure, but crazy was pushing it. How could she say that to her? She loved Valeria, and she just threw it all away like that. Valeria probably didn’t even want her anymore.

She sobbed harder at the thought.

“Please, please, please don’t leave me,” she cried to herself.

She’ll have to put together one hell of an apology. Even then, there’s no telling how Valeria would react. She was right, (Y/N) did need her. This was the first time she was truly alone in months and yet she felt so, so awful. She thought she wanted this, but now with the threat of losing her girlfriend over her head she was so incredibly lonely.

She was broken out of her pity party by the buzzing of her phone. One look at the screen and she could see Valeria’s beautiful face and caller ID.

She couldn’t talk to her, not yet. What if she said another stupid thing and dug herself a deeper hole? What if Valeria broke up with her over the phone? She couldn’t bare the thought.

Instead of answering, she took her phone and turned it completely off, stuffing it into the depths of her purse. She started her car back up and drove home in complete silence, tears still running down her face.

Once home, (Y/N) sat in bed wallowing in her own thoughts and self hatred. She only got up once, to use the bathroom which in a shocking turn of events proved to make her more upset.

As she tugged off her pants, she was met with a dark red stain in the seat of her underwear. She was on her period. To her, this discredited everything she had said.

Maybe she was the crazy one. She just let all of her hormones get to her and make her yell awful things at her loving girlfriend. Valeria was right, she was weak. Just an idiot who couldn’t help but ruin everything good she had in her life. What an emotional wreck.

After putting on a pad, she changed clothes and sat under the covers, sobbing into her pillow.

Before she knew it, night fell and she realized she’d been moping around all day, only worsening her mood. A loud knock at the door made her flinch, snapping her attention in that direction.

As she made her way to the door, a small part of her hoped it was just a door to door salesman there to sell her on the “world’s best vacuum technology,” or even maybe just Mormons. But the majority of her yearned for it to be Valeria.

She had no clue what to do and no words prepared for when she opened the door and it revealed Valeria, standing on the porch sporting a down trodden look whilst holding a bouquet of flowers.

Valeria’s head shot up, half shocked that (Y/N) had actually opened the door. It was clear that (Y/N) had been crying for a while with her puffy red eyes and her sniffle, and Valeria felt so incredibly guilty. For what felt like the first time in her life, Valeria was at a loss for words.

“What are you doing here?” (Y/N) asked awkwardly.

Valeria cleared her throat, attempting to push aside all self-degrading thoughts and put together an explanation, “Well you weren’t answering your phone and I, uhm, I really wanted to say that I’m sorry for earlier. I said some awful things to you that I didn’t mean and it was wrong of me.”

(Y/N) quickly shook her head, fully believing that she and she alone was to blame for the argument.

“No, I shouldn’t have blown up on you like that.”

Valeria’s eyes saddened, “don’t do that, (Y/N).”

(Y/N) stared, confused, “do what?”

“Don’t back down. You never let yourself believe that you are right, even when you are.”

“But I wasn’t, Valeria, I’m on my period and I’m being a bitch.”

Valeria frowned as the words left (Y/N)’s mouth, “Don’t call yourself that. Sweetheart, just because you’re a little hormonal right now doesn’t mean your feelings were any less valid. I was being overbearing.”

“You just wanted to keep me safe,” (Y/N) whispered.

Valeria shook her head, “And I will get you enrolled in some self defense classes as soon as possible, but smothering you wasn’t the right way to make sure you were safe. I’m so sorry.”

(Y/N) pulled the door open wider, a silent invitation inside. One which Valeria gratefully accepted.

(Y/N) nodded, looking up at Valeria with sad, yearning eyes, “Can we uh, talk about this more tomorrow maybe? I’m starting to cramp, and I’m tired, and I really just want to snuggle with you right now.”

Valeria smiled warmly, so very happy that things weren’t over, “Of course, my love. I’d be happy to.”

(Y/N)’s heart warmed. She took the bouquet from Valeria’s hand and nodded towards the bedroom, “I’m going to go find a vase for these, I still have your clothes in my closet so you can go ahead and change into something more comfy while I do that.”

Valeria nodded and went off to change while (Y/N) filled a pretty glass vase with water and placed the flowers as a centerpiece on her table. She smelled one, admiring Valeria’s choice in flowers.

“Are you ready to come cuddle?” Valeria asked from behind (Y/N), causing her to jump. She quickly nodded and followed Valeria to bed.

Once settled, Valeria wrapped her arms around her girlfriend, rubbing patterns into her skin.

“Where are you hurting?” Valeria questioned.

“Huh?”

Valeria rubbing lightly at the skin on (Y/N)’s hip, “You said you were starting to cramp, is it your back? Breasts, tummy, hips?”

“Oh,” (Y/N) muttered, “tummy.”

Valeria’s fingertips drifted to (Y/N)’s stomach, slowly rubbing and kneading at the skin. (Y/N) sighed in relief.

Valeria desperately wanted to apologize again but she knew not to bring it up. Not when (Y/N) asked her to wait, and certainly not when (Y/N) was finally relaxing into her touch. Instead, she made certain that (Y/N) knew how much she cared by whispering sweet nothings into her ear and rubbing her stomach all throughout the night until the both of them inevitably fell asleep.

They would have plenty to discuss in the morning but for now, they could enjoy being with each other and knowing that neither of them wanted to break up.

[starandcloud]

COD boys + Farah and Valeria

Summary: you call them after a fight with your parents/relatives and they pick you up and see you with injuries that weren't there when they dropped you off

I literally forgot like five people-

Characters used: Ghost, Soap, Price, Gaz, Sebastian Krueger, Nikto, Alex, Farah, Valeria, Konig, Roach, Alejandro, Rudy, Nikolai, Grinch, Sandman, Laswell, Graves, Makarov, Frost, Horangi, Keegan

CW: Bruises, slap marks, cigarette burns, implied sprained/broken limbs, just abuse of reader all over tbh ;-;, no Y/N is safe from me tbh, they all gotta be messed up in one way or another-

Simon "Ghost" Riley

He noticed the shake in your voice IMMEDIATELY when you called

He's observant y'all

He 100% was concerned off the bat, he's a good boyfriend but a better killer

He pulled up to you sitting on the tire on top of the driveway and went to call you on your phone only to notice you halfway down the driveway before he could dig his phone out of his pocket

He was also keenly aware of your hair being down, something you rarely did

His automatic instinct was to brush it out of your face, so he did

He noticed how you shrinked away

Then he noticed the ugly bruise forming around your eye and on the side of your face.

"Luv? What happened?"

His voice was angry, but not at you.

Never at you.

You gave a little shrug and tucked into yourself

"Can we just... leave..?"

He couldn't remember the last time you sounded this small, so he did what you asked.

He kept his hand on your leg, rubbing little circles on your skin as he drove, but not home you noticed.

He kept glancing at you from the side of his eye and smiled as he saw your eyes light up as he pulled into the parkway of your favorite food place.

He was still angry as he watched you drink the milkshake you ordered, but was a bit more calm as you played with the kids menu

Something you did whenever you were anxious, so he asked the waitress for one who looked concerned for you and he gave her a little look that made her heart shatter as you started to anxiously babble to fill the sudden silence.

So he reached over and grabbed you're hand

Darling, you're fine, you're not going back there. I promise."

Johnny "Soap" Mactavish

He was already on his way ass soon as your caller ID (which was something like "Tatertot" or some weird Soap shit) popped up on his work phone

He answered as he drove.

"Johnny..? Can you come get me..? I-I got into a fight and need to be picked up at my parents..."

He heard your voice break and someone yell something in the background making your voice waver as you stepped outside

He was there in twenty minutes...

out of an hour drive

You didn't really hesitate as you rushed down the driveway and into his passenger seat and slammed the door.

You watched the wildlife speed by, zoning out, when he asked

"Yer dad give you those?"

You were confused at first before pulling your sleeves down farther and stayed quiet

Which was all he needed to get mad and grip the steering wheel

You knew you were safe, but his anger scared you

So your breathing picked up and he gently put his hand on your arm.

"Yer okay Bonnie, I'm not gonna hurt you. Him? Absolutely. You? Never."

John Price

Dad instincts when you called him

He hadn't really heard your voice like that since you thought you were going to die on the field

He picked up your favorite foods and a new blanket, hoodie, and stuffie

He walked up to the house door and stood like a harbringer of death as you answered the door.

He delicately pulled you out and tucked you behind him

He had that look in his eyes he only had when he was livid

You gently touched his arm and he got you to his car, lingering beside you as he gently kissed your head.

"I got ya sweetheart, just stay in the truck..."

He said as he buckled you up and tucked the blanket around you with your snacks and drinks before going back into the house

You heard yelling, which made you flinch, then silence

John came back out and calmly got in the truck and kissed your hand before giving it a gentle squeeze

"We'll be back for your stuff tomorrow hun, you're staying with me now"

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Rage

Just pure rage

Your caller ID popped up and he KNEW something was wrong

You don't call him

Not on the actual phone, always over Instagram on a burner account or Facebook or something

He left the room and answered your call

Soap had come to check on him and was concerned at the gleam in Kyle's eyes

Gaz didn't speak, he just left, and picked you up

He had your favorite music playing and a few snacks that he picked up at the corner store and just walked in

He didn't knock

He didn't announce his presence

Just walked in and scooped you up in his arms and left

You didn't ever go back

When your stuff went to be retrieved

Kyle did it

Along with Soap and Ghost who were really just there to keep Gaz from flipping his shit

I see him as a very protective boyfriend

Sebastian Krueger

Just a brooding asshole as he stood in the doorway

He had gotten your call and sped to get there

He didn't speak he just stood there as you got your stuff

The red marks on your face and the bruises forming on your arms made him angry

Everytime you left the house to but your books in his car, he rested his hand on his side weapon

Which he may or may not of forgotten he had on him until a family member pointed it out

Protective as fuck

Nikto

(i literally could find any for him 😭😭)

He was halfway there anyways

He just sped up and made a pitstop to grab some stuff you liked before picking you up

You gave him a sad little smile as you climbed in

You didn't buckle and just laid the seat back

Something you've only down a few times before curling into yourself

He gently ran his fingers through your hair as he drove off

He knew the area well, he grew up there

So he took you to a vacant field and flipped the center console of his truck up and slid over

He pulled you close and kissed your head as he rocked you slightly

His uniform uncomfortably rubbed against your skin as you gripped it tightly fighting against the tears that wanted to fall

"You can cry sweetheart, you're safe now"

Then you broke

You ugly cried against him

All the while he held you close and let you cry

He wasn't even mad right now

He was hurt

Hurt that someone that he swore was a divine being that couldn't be hurt

He buried his face in your hair once you cried yourself to sleep

"I'm sorry my sweetbaby, I'm sorry they hurt you... You didn't deserve that... I swear on whatever God is out there that I'll never let anyone hurt you ever again..."

Alex Keller

Kinda just showed up after your call

He stood there and kissed your head and pulled you close

He took you out for food, in his hoodie, and held you close as you ate

He kept pressing little kisses to your head and playing with your hair

He's a golden retriever so anything you asked for, you got that night

The two of you fell asleep on his couch, you curled up on his lap and him doing that dad sit with his arms around you

Farah Karim

No one fucks with her baby

She showed up with that angry lesbian look

She just has that look y'all I dated a lesbian and can fully saw they have this when pissed I thought I was gonna die- and I didn't even do it- my bestfriend does it too and i get terrified cause i have ✨anxiety✨

Kinda just stood there glaring down whoever the fuck put hands on you as she tucked you into her side and rubbed your back

You hid your face with your hair until you got on her bike and a bit down the road

"She hit me Far..."

You whispered and the bike slowed to a stop, she got off her bike (Putting the kick stand down of course) and circled around

She gently removed her and your helmet and pressed a kiss to your head as she gently inspected the bruise that was turning a hideous color

She looked like she was going to cry, or she was unimaginably pissed but you weren't sure which one

"I'm so sorry sweetheart, you didn't deserve to be hit. My sweet dove..."

She whispered as she held your face in her hands and pressed her forhead against yours

10/10 girlfriend

Valeria Garza

Showed up in a black SUV

Like four henchmen behind her as she knocked on the front door, when it opened she forced herself in and looked for you

She found you at the kitchen table and bent down, she gave you a little smile and laced her fingers with yours

You didn't look her in the eyes, you kept your gaze as low as you possible could, making her sad.

"Cariño? Look at me, tell me what happened..?" (Sweetheart)

Her voice was gentle and soft, but held an angry undertone as she hooked her finger under your chin and raised your head

Your busted lower lip told her everything as it quivered

"Are you mad..?"

Your voice was so quiet it sounded like a ghost

The broken words squeezed her heart as her hand moved up and held your face, her thumb rubbed your tear-stained skin

"Not at you, nunca a ti mi Amor..." (never at you)

She whispered and kissed you softly, and carefully as to not hurt your lip any

"Oh great. You're here to take that little bastard. It's your issue now. Now you can listen to it cry and call you a bitch and controlling"

Your mother's voice rattled off the inside of your skull making you look away as a bag was tossed at your feet and you reached down to get it only for Valeria to pick it up before you could reach it.

There was a dangerous gleam in Valeria's eyes as she helped you from the chair and noticed how you stood funny, all your weight on one foot as you leaned against her.

She helped you towards the door and gave your mother one last nasty look before leaving, she got you in the backseat and sat with you. Digging through the medkit in the back of the car and delicately cleaned your split lip as she gazed at you with such soft eyes.

"Mi hermosa mariposa … te mereces algo mejor que esto..." (My beautiful butterfly… you deserve better than this)

You didn't understand anything except "butterfly", she always called you that.

She always treated you so delicately and like you would break if she breathed to hard around you

At times like this, it made you glad for that school trip all those years ago. If you hadn't gone, you wouldn't have meet her and you wouldn't be safe.

You leaned into her, burying your face in her shoulder as your arms slowly went around her waist; holding her tight as your fingers gripped her vest. The material was uncomfortable, but you'd rather be uncomfortable than feel like you were a burden.

"Thank you," you whispered, "thank you Val..."

Konig

Was quiet about it when getting you out, he stood outside your home late that night

Catching your important things as you tossed them out the window

Then you when you jumped

He held you so delicately as your dog whimpered

You looked up at her as he carried you to his car, which was a bit down the road

Then he left

When he came back, your dog scrambled into the truck making you laugh and hug her tight as you cried

You gently pet her fur as you kissed her head and curled into Konig's seats

You were asleep by the time Konig got into the car

Your dog at your feet, her head in your lap, as he delicately put a blanket over you and softly pet your dogs head

"You did good protecting them girl, I'll take you to the vet as soon as possible..."

He spoke gently as he remembered how hysterical you when you called, not worried about yourself but instead your dog which had been kicked by your mother when your baby had jumped between the two of you and growled

He remembered how scared you were and how hard you cried as you screamed at your mother how that just wasn't right to do and that your dog was protecting you from her batshit insane ass

He remembered a loud slap, then the call ending

And now you were here, fast asleep in his car as he drove. His eyes floating over to your sleeping form every now and then when your dog whined.

the first thing he did, after getting you home, was take your dog to the vet to get her checked out

She was okay, just a bit bruised and had a tooth taken out

Konig took good care of her on the ride home, even ordered a pup cup (through the app, because he was to anxious to go through the drive through) from starbucks and sat in the parking lot holding the cup and feeding her dog treats.

He took good care of both of you the following morning and made sure you were patched up when he woke you up

He would've done it the night before, but he knew where your priorities were

Your dog and him.

It was always your dog and him, never yourself

Which was something he admired, but worried about you

Gary "Roach" Sanderson

He doesn't do anything confrontational

Just takes you and your cat in the middle of the night

Lets you know he's there and holds your hand while he drives

Keeps you on base with him

Makes you breakfast in the morning and keeps you distracted

Non-stop touch EX: puts in his hand on your back when you're walking, hand on your thigh while he drives, plays with your hair while cuddling, completely focused on you

Gets your stuff at a later date

Replaces certain things and loves you unconditionally

Alejadro Vargas

What's calm? Never met her

So many curse words

Literally broke so many road laws to get to you

Very angry

But very tender with you

Holds you behind him and holds your hand when you grab his

Very carefully drives with you in his car

Movie night after and kisses your head a lot

Bandages up the gash on your forehead

Every time he sees it though he gets angry and holds you tightly

When it scarred he felt guilt for not protecting you better

Still loves you so much though

Rodolfo Parra

Scarily calm

Stands there while you pack and follows you like a puppy

Notices your limp then kisses your head as he picks you up

"You're safe now, Me encargaré de todo, ¿vale?" (I'll take care of everything, okay?)

Sweetest boyfriend 10/10

Made you coco and kissed your head as he bandaged the splits on your knuckles

Extremely gentle with you and was slightly paranoid he'd hurt you

Nikolai

Silently angry Russian

A very... terrifying person when angry

Just leaned against the counter as you shuffled your important stuff out of your house

He genuinely was concerned about you, but was extremely mad about you being hurt

"Sweetheart... are you okay..?"

He whispered when the two of you were in his car

"Yeah just a little beat up..."

You whispered back with a giggle on your lips as you held his hand gently

Hs amazed that you were still so... hapy

"Fucking sunshine..."

He grumbled and lovingly pushed you before driving off

Grinch

The Southern came out

Made no sense in his bitter, angry, southern words

Pressed you so tightly against his chest you thought you were gonna break

The situation esculated and he had you behind him as more southern threats came from him, some of them made you giggle. Which did calm him down slightly.

The two of you got ice cream after

You ate your ice cream as he bandages the gash on your arm and the burn on your upper arm

He never understood how you could be so... happy when you just went through something so traumatic...

But if you were happy, so was he

Which it was hard not to be when you kept smearing ice cream on his forehead and nose and laughing so hard you'd cry

Sandman

A MENACE

Literally ruined their lives, starting when he picked you up

He messed with the front steps when he went into get you, he carried you out and set you in his truck with a gentle kiss on the forehead

"I've got you sweet love, you're safe..."

He promised as he gave you a gentle kiss on the lips before buckling you up and he shut the car door

He held your hand as he drove but kept his jaw clenched so he wouldn't remark about the slap mark on your face

Was very grumpy until you gave him kisses

Which was often because you craved his comfort as much as he craved yours

Frost

Your called ID popped up

He has you saved as some weird shit like "Twinkle Toes" (if you know you know)

He didn't asnwer because he was in a meeting but your voice was so broken in the voice mail it made his heart ache

You were sitting outside when he pulled into your driveway

He noticed the cigarette burns on the back of your hands when he approached and felt his blood boil

He gently bent down and pushed hair from your face, making you lean into his hand

"Hey babydoll... Are you... okay..?"

You gave a little nod and flinched when his hand completely rested against the tender skin on your cheek

"I guess..." you whispered "I hurt everywhere..."

Your voice was so broke and weak it made his stomach sick to know that someone had broken you down this far he barely recognized his stubborn and strong lover who sat in front of him

"Come on baby, let's get you out of here..."

His voice was so gentle and tender you broke down crying against him before leaning against him as he lead you to his truck.

He gently scooped you up and set you in his car with the compression blanket he used for his legs after really rough mission

He was gentle where he laid and pressed a kiss to the crown of his head before hearing the screen door slam shut behind him.

He put his military grade headphones on you and called Sandy (sandman) to talk to you as he shut the door

He made sure the volume was up loud enough you couldn't hear the screaming outside the truck as he stood there listening to it all before reeling back and knocking the mother fucker to the ground

He got back in the truck to see you dozing off, he smiled sweetly and raised your hand gently and pressed a kiss above the burn marks

He drove carefully and made sure to avoid the potholes as he saw them and glanced at you every now and then to make sure you were still sleeping well

He slept in his driveway that night, he didn't want to move you or leave you alone

So he slept out there with you

He took out for breakfast the next day, through the driveway of course

Kate Laswell

Mmmmnnnnn angry

Just angry

But she was calm as she called the police and drove calmly to meet them

She only lost her shit when she saw your torn clothes and battered up state

Her touch was so gently as she pulled you into her arms and watched as your parents approached you

She felt the slap but didn't make any action towards it, you on the other hand reacted in an aggressive way

She had to lead you out, still very calm, and sit you in her car as you screamed and cried as she held you softly and rubbed your back and soothed you

"You're okay baby, you're safe now, I won't let them hurt you, they'll never hurt you again."

She reassured you as she kissed your head gently and gave you a gentle squeeze, she was so calm it put you to sleep as she waited for the police

She greeted them with you in her arms and her lips pursed

She let them check you over and took you to the hospital and let them take care of you before taking you to her home and laying you in her bed, after putting you in one of her sweatshirts

She stayed up until you woke up the next morning and kissed you softly

The lack of sleep didn't bother her, so she was perfectly fine as she drove around with you and distracted you from the day before

She was definitely the calmest out of everyone-

Phillip Graves

hm

hehehehe

He's not the government

He's a complete jackass

Made sly comments like:

"So... you wanna die?"

or

"I can see those burns on their pretty skin, do you want the same?"

You literally had to calm him down so you wouldn't have another fight on your hands

The black eye made him furious and how you limped made him see red

He was so gentle and docile with you as you gently held onto his arm

His hand delicately patted yours but quickly pulled away when you flinched

It wasn't until the late hours of the morning you actually left, you were to busy packing and calming Phillip down in between shuffles of his truck and your room

You fell asleep in his truck but woke up to him gently rolling your sleeves up to put some soothing cream on your arms

"Hey Sweetheart, have a nice nap?"

He asked with a chuckle before pressing a gentle kiss to your arm

You giggled gently and softly played with his hair

"I love you Phillip..."

"I love you too babybell"

Vladimir Makarov

He's a terrorist

He was a terror (pun intended)

He pulled a gun on your mother and held you close

No fucks given

You had to coax him into putting the gun away

"Mak... put the gun away... please put the gun away sweetheart... I don't want a murder charge..."

He put it away with a scoff when he saw how gentle your eyes were

He didn't understand how you could be so... concerned about the woman that had shoved you down stairs and sprained your wrist, making the skin an alluring purple and blue mix

The woman that left burns on your pretty hands, the woman that wore you down to the point you were almost unrecognizable from then you left to see her a week before

As he stared down at you his gaze softened and he delicately wrapped an arm around you

"Anything for you darling..."

You led him out and sat in the back seat of his car with you

You laid out on his seats with your head in his lap while someone drove, you looked up at him so sweetly as he brushed hair from your face

By the time you arrived at his safe house you weren't really upset anymore

He had amused your silly little thoughts the entire ride and made silly promises that he'd take you anywhere you wished, so when you named Paris he was... hesitant.

He didn't want you in the middle of his war, so he asked about Sweden

Which you agreed

You laughed as you stepped into his safe house and wrapped your arms around one of the thin support beams and swung around it

"We'll lay in the flower fields, if they'll let us, and cloud gaze!"

You yelled as you laughed, pulling a chuckle from him as he wrapped his arms around your waist

"Whatever you want to do, we'll do my love"

He muttered before kissing you gently, he could taste the blood on your lips making him worry that you had a busted lip

So he took your jaw in his hand and squeezed gently, making the bottom part of your face squish up and you look confused at him

"Open your mouth sweetheart, I wanna make sure that nothing inside that pretty, smart, little mouth of yours isn't hurt."

You rolled your eyes but complied, sticking your tongue out slightly for extra measure as you did

Which he quickly found the cause of the metallic taste

You had bitten your lip, really hard in fact, and it made him gently press a kiss to your tongue

"Ew!"

You exclaimed and pulled back and laughed as you covered your face

"You're disgusting Mak!"

You yelled with a laugh as he gently grabbed your wrist with his hand and pressed a kiss to the inside of your palm

"Yeah but... you love me Darling"

You couldn't really argue with him so you just shuffled your hand out of the way and kissed him

"Damn right I do Sweetheart"

You eventually got into his bed as you tugged your shirt off and let him take care of your wounds

"How the literal, and I mean this as loving as possible Baby, did you get cut THERE?"

He asked as he moved your bra band up and gently put medical glue on the wound

"uuuhhh I dunno dude, I probably got it when I tumbled down the stairs"

You said with a shrug making him pinch your stomach

"Ow! Asshole that hurt!"

"Well don't move when I'm patching my doll up!"

He shot back, and you wouldn't yelled but you honestly were to flustered to

Your face burned and you scoffed

It took a few hours to actually get in bed

When you were dozing off, you had your head on his chest as he watched some stupid show in Russian

Though he had been nice enough to put on subtitles but you weren't really paying attention as your eyes fluttered shut

His arm was around your waist and delicately tracing shapes into the shirt, which was his, you wore

He pressed a kiss to your head and whispered:

"Sleep Маленькая кукла, you're safe now" (Little Doll)

Kim "Horangi" Hong-jin

Kinda just lurked behind you like a shadow

Very silent as he helped you pack

It was like two in the morning

He got you out of that house in an hour with all your stuff

He kissed your hand as he drove

He was the sweetest with you and held you while you cried at a pitstop and then drove with you in his lap when you passed out

10/10 boyfriend

we're all just going to pretend like I didn't forget him-

Definitely just showed up out of the blue and waited for you outside

You ran into his arms and hid your face in his chest

You pressed your face into his chest and gripped his uniform in your hands

He held you so gently and rubbed your back as your parents came out screaming

His eyes narrowed and one of his hands rested on your head and he held you tighter as he took a defensive step back before his arm went around your ass and he delicately picked you up.

"Is there an issue here?"

He asked, his voice so cold and detached as he held you up and laced his fingers with yours, calming you slightly

Your ankle was swollen and he caught a glimpse of a hand print on your upper arm and on your cheek as you shrunk into him and whispered:

"They hurt me..."

His grip became slightly tighter on you and he retreated to his truck, never turning his back

He treated this like a war zone, he pulled his truck door open and set you in as he pressed a kiss to your temple.

"You're okay now baby, you're safe. I promise..."

He whispered as you shrunk into his seat.

"alright... I love you Kees..."

"I love you too, come on, let's get you out of this shit hole..."

He gave you a lopsided smile and kissed you softly before closing his truck door

His scent, which was mostly sand and sweat if you were honest, soothed you

You found on of his hoodies, which he just carelessly threw in the back seat, and slithered into it

You pulled the hood over your head and pulled the string shut, fully engulfing yourself in his smell, which put you to sleep

You were passed out by the time Keegan got back in the truck, he smiled softly and carefully backed out of the driveway and headed towards his home

[captainjamster]

Valeria x Reader - Mommy Knows Best

Pairing(s): Valeria x Reader (NSFW) Warnings: Mommy kink, initial reluctance but with enthusiastic consent, reader with female anatomy Wordcount: 0.8k Summary: Valeria knows the abilities of your body better than you do, and she's going to prove it. AO3 Version

A/N: I’m fuckin’ crook AND menstruating so productivity has not been high! However, the itch to write + excessive horniness has resulted in a very short Valeria x reader fic. The rep!reader series is still in the works, she’ll be back in business when my immune system gets its shit together!! Thank you so much for all your asks and messages, the requests have been brilliant!

This was inspired by @iciclesses's ghoap x reader noncon drabble, please go check it out if that's your thing :)

Full fic is under the cut <3

Whores, booze and coke is no longer how Valeria prefers to spend her evening. The pages of her discarded book flutter next to her, falling open to a random section. Her attention has been captured by her most prised activity: you.

Your weight is comfortable across her lap. She has you facing away from her, behind on display for her to ogle, pelvis to pelvis as you frot against her with needy moans and gasps. Her hands knead at the flesh of your ass, squeezing hard enough that the skin discolours before releasing some force and watching the blood rush back in. The sensation exaggerates the way your hips twitch and slide, grinding against the mound of her pussy.

“So fuckin’ good like this baby,” she groans, reddening an ass cheek with a playful slap that stutters your grinding, and Valeria takes the opportunity to tease you more. Pushing you ever-so-slightly forward, her breath catches in her throat as slick grasps at your retreating pussy, sticky trails of need connecting to her own lips. They break as she runs her thumb across your pussy lips, watching your hole grip and twitch at the teasing sensation.

Your ass jiggles as you push against her digit, desperately adjusting the angle of your hips to fill the aching emptiness in you, but Valeria denies the opportunity and pulls her hand away. “Without asking, mi pequeño coño?”*

*”my little cunt”

The frustrated whine that you emit sends jolts straight to her groin, and she pulls you back down against her, feeling the heat of your pussy flush against hers. Bucking her hips up, she tears another whine from you as your clits roughly collide.

“I can’t cum, please – please, I can’t!” You whimper, hands gripping around her knees. The effort of grinding for what Valeria guesses must be at least a couple of hours as almost ruined you. Valeria can feel the way your fingers flex and release without even seeing them, loosely synchronising with the clenching of your pretty little hole, teasing Valeria between each swing of your hips.

She laughs mercilessly, the desperation in your tone fuelling the warmth burning in her stomach. “I told you that you can. That you will.”

Arousal soaks her pubic hair as you rub against the bristles, her hands guiding your movements to speed up the pace. Despite your complaints, the slick sounds become wetter and wetter, filling the room along with each noise Valeria drags from you. Tilting her pelvis earns a breathless yelp from you, readjusting to catch your clit against every inch of her folds. The need inside her grows, winding tighter and tighter as each second of contact sends her spinning, sparks flying every time your clit drags against her own.

Valeria isn’t alone in the way she rushes to her peak – the modification in angle has your nails digging deliciously into her thighs, hips jerking in a painful oversensitivity as your sore pussy works you closer and closer. She can’t tell if you’re trying to get closer or pull away from the sensations, but whichever is irrelevant to her, strong hands anchoring your figure to hers.

Running a hand up your spine, her palm rests between the blades of your shoulders, feeling them shake as you sob, pushing down harder with each drag of your hips. “Please, please!”

Another warmth – satisfaction, accomplishment – fills Valeria’s chest at your admission, so soon after your whining and complaining. “Change your mind, hm? Tell Mommy she was right.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” You choke out, gasping for air to form words through the exertion, each jolt sapping more and more thought from you. “Mommy please, you were right, Mommy was right!”

Your pleading is high-pitched and whiney, punctuated with each jolt of your movement, and the way her title falls from your lips thrusts her over the edge. Her legs tense underneath you, pushing up against you with one last thrust along your clit, the tight string snapping as she’s flooded with a wave of relief. The sensation is your own downfall, and Valeria watches through her haze as your own orgasm wracks through your body, thighs trembling on either side of her.

By the time Valeria is catching her breath, you’re hunched over in her lap, pussy glistening in the warm light as your torso heaves for air. The sight stirs a weak desire in her loins, temptation gathering that she shelves for when you’re less overstimulated.

Working her loose limbs into cooperation and propping herself up against the pillows, she wraps a fist in your hair, tugging you down to the sheets next to her. You give her a yelp, looking at her with big, watery eyes that she kisses the edges of, tasting the salt of your drying tears against your skin. Detangling her fingers from your hair, she brings them to your scalp, her painted nails dragging in soothing little motions as you mumble gratitude into her chest.

“See? Just gotta listen to Mommy.”

[b1rds3ye]

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Last Updated: 3rd October 2023 (Newest Post: ⭐)

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Call of Duty x Masked Reader Masterlist

Bad Company AU Drabble (Drama, Fluff)

"Your Hoodie? No, My Hoodie." (Fluff)

Ride On (Fluff, 18+)

Reader Has a Workshop Under the Base Drabble (Fluff, Comedy)

Look, It's Us! (Fluff)

Captain John Price

Radio Silence (Drama/Action/Angst) ❤️

In Uniform (Fluff, 18+)

Simon “Ghost” Riley

Drabbles: #1 (Fluff), Slow Ascent (Fluff, Comfort)

Radio Silence (Drama/Action/Angst)

Johnny “Soap” MacTavish

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

In Uniform (Fluff, 18+)

A Gift for Two (Fluff) (Gazfest)

Your new hot boss gifts you a fancy dinner for two, unfortunately you’re not seeing anyone… yet.

“Your Hoodie? No, My Hoodie.” (Fluff)

Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra

My Heart Burns For You (Fluff) (Fall4Rudy)

Rodolfo is still by your side and ready to fight for Las Almas, but after a near-death encounter he realises he can't stay silent about how he feels for you.

König

Ride On (Fluff, 18+)

Nikto

Before the Mask (Drama, Fluff)

Returning to base, you’re told Nikto is not around. In the meantime, you find your interest piqued by a new mysterious man wandering the barracks…

Sobiesław “Gromsko” Kościuszko

Of Dreams and Legends (Fluff) ❤️

In the middle of the night you have a heart to heart with the impressive Gromsko. You learn what inspires him to keep fighting, and somehow, that includes you.

Phillip Graves

Victory Kiss (Fluff) ❤️

Turns out Graves gets very energetic and impulsive after a well-fought victory.

A Coward's Dilemma Masterlist ⭐

You find your allegiance to Shadow Company waning but a PMC has no space for doubt. Caught between the good man you know Graves can be and the mercenary who's becoming increasingly present, you don't know if you should stay or defect, a classic coward's dilemma.

Valeria Garza

Taking What's Mine (Drama) ❤️

With the 141 being done with Valeria, she’s handed off to you and the Vaqueros to be sent to custody. You should have known better than thinking she would forget you.

[venomous-ragno]

Who fell first and who fell harder? CoD version

Ghost: You fell first but he fell harder

Soap: He fell first and harder

Gaz: He fell first but you fell harder

Captain Price: You fell first but he fell harder

Alejandro: You fell first and harder

Rudy: He fell first but you fell harder

König: You fell first but he fell harder

Valeria: She fell first and harder

Want to see more characters? Shoot me an ask!

[bpcr3yes]

valeria aftercare headcanons?😶😶😶

SS DOEWDOIQEDANDLKAJDSNOADBOI….. let's go

she would probably give you the best massage of your life (I have a personal headcanon that she would be incredible with her hands)

she would probably kiss your back and lips affectionately

She would also take a bubble bath and do her skincare with you AND would definitely make you eat something before going to bed, she doesn't allow you to go to sleep on an empty stomach.

[soapsbaby]

Bookworm

Summary: Your CoD Partner finds you reading a smutty novel. Characters: Simon "Ghost" Riley, Johnny "Soap" Mactavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, John Price, Kate Laswell, König, Alejandro Vargas, Rudy Vargas, Valeria Garza, all x gn!reader Rating: NSFW (mdni) Word Count: 600ish

Simon

He doesn’t fully get it but if you love them, he does too. He's never once criticized any of your hobbies, if they make you happy, he supports it.

He has definitely found his way to have fun with it though, his favorite way is to make you read them out loud while he eats you out, making you repeat every line you didn’t manage to get out clearly enough for him to understand.

“Oh, Baby, what was that?”

Johnny

He loves your voice, he could listen to you for hours, so he loves when you read them out to him. Usually he’s just sprawled out on top of you, head on your chest while you run your fingers through his hair and read to him.

He keeps commenting everything to make sure you know he’s still awake, with little sentences like “Hm. Would you like that?” or “We should try that” or “That sounds horrible, I’m sorry.” if it’s a particularly wild scene.

Definitely falls asleep at times, though.

Gaz

It started with you telling him all of the plots of the books you were reading but since he seemed so intrigued you just started leaving the books on his bedside table once you were done with them so he could pick them up too.

It has become a tradition for you to leave little sticky notes on parts you especially enjoy so he can take inspiration (and he does).

Price

He enjoys them, especially since it makes it easier for you to express your needs and desires to him when you can otherwise be a little shy about them. He likes having you cuddled up to him and reading them out to you, reenacting them while he does, if possible.

Laswell

She picked up a few of the ones you finished and wasn’t convinced, telling you they were silly and unrealistic, but the next time you picked up your e-reader, she downloaded your favorite authors’ entire bibliography for you.

König

If you love something, he loves it too, but it took him a while to get used to those books, he was scandalized by the types of things you decided to read. 

“Listen, I thought I was mostly fluent in English… But the words in here…” 

Alejandro

Now this man will indulge you. Be it reenacting scenes, taking inspo, hell, he’ll even dress like your favorite characters if you ask him nicely enough.

He’s into roleplay anyways so it’s not that much of a far cry for him to get into the characters you find yourself fantasizing about. 

Rudy

He’d be lying if he said he fully gets it, but it’s your interest and so he appreciates it as much as he appreciates you and always shows interest when you wanna share any of the stories with him. 

He’s a huge bookworm as well, so a lot of the time you will cuddle up together somewhere, both reading your books.

He sporadically looks over your shoulder and if he spots you reading a particularly explicit scene his fingers will find their way between your legs, getting you off while you read .

Valeria

When she first saw you reading one of your smutty little novels she grabbed it from you, reading it out loud to you to fluster you (which worked, of course).

“Cariño, what the hell are you reading, hm?” You straddled her, desperately trying to grab the book out of her hands, miserable failing to do so. "Wow, you little slut."

[yawnderu]

“¿Y esta mamada qué?” Valeria asks with a scoff, giving the card you're holding a glance of disdain.

“For Valentine's Day, silly.” She snatches the paper out of your hands, giving you one final stern look before she inspects it, taking in every single decoration and detail that you carefully added before letting out a small sigh, calming down before she starts reading it with a more open mind.

Her expression seems to relax slightly as she keeps reading the handwritten confessions of love and promises of a future together. She stops reading halfway, pulling you into her lap out of nowhere, making you let out a yelp of surprise before your arms wrap around her, your face resting comfortably in the crook of her neck.

“... You made this?” Her free hand rests on your ass absentmindedly while the other one holds the card open, going back to reading as soon as you nod, brown eyes reading through the paper slowly, almost savoring every single word written. The corners of her mouth tilt up when she reads about a funny memory together, subconsciously holding you closer to her body.

“Oye... si tengo tiempo ahora, vamos a cenar.” She already has a reservation at a fancy restaurant, yet she's too prideful to admit how much of a soft spot she has for you. In a life of war and violence, you're the only thing that brings her comfort no matter how tainted her hands are.

Translation:

“¿Y esta mamada qué?”: What's with this shit? “Oye... si tengo tiempo ahora, vamos a cenar.”: Hey... If I'm not busy later, we're going out for dinner.

[wiinterz]

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[sleepiexx]

Chin Up, Your Cowboy Hat is Falling

Valeria Garza x fem!Reader x Alejandro Vargas

Link to Pt.1

Note: Sorry this took so incredibly long, I legit had a panic attack while sick and threw up so I felt icky as fuck for a few days and I still had to go to work so I have been so fucking busy. But here it is, the long awaited sequel to Come on, Cowboy.

Summary: After their little spat at the bar, Valeria and Alejandro decide to help their best friend settle things in the bedroom— or rather, the living room floor.

Warnings: smut, afab reader, threesome, oral sex (Reader and Valeria receiving), Valeria and Alejandro don’t fuck each other (Val’s a lesbian, argue w the wall), unprotected sex (birth control tho?), pwp

Word count: 2420

Things the moment Valeria, Alejandro, and (Y/N) got in the door were heated. A mix of teeth, tongue, and lip as Alejandro and Valeria competed for their best friend’s attention. Valeria stole the place in front of (Y/N) before Alejandro could, so he stood behind (Y/N), his body pressed up against her firmly.

Clothes slipped away, piece by piece. (Y/N)’s shirt came off first, Valeria and Alejandro made sure of that. They didn’t get along enough to work together often, but when they did they were a force to be reckoned with.

Kisses were laid out across (Y/N)’s bare shoulders and neck from in front of and behind her. She let out a yelp which turned into a small moan as Valeria sank her teeth into her skin.

“You’re not going to win her affections if you keep biting her,” Alejandro scoffed, kissing the irritated mark Valeria left behind.

“She likes it,” Valeria smirked, leaning forward and grabbing (Y/N)’s gaze by tilting up her chin, “Don’t you, sweetheart?”

(Y/N) nodded, head moving as if in a trance. Valeria’s smirk widened at the motion.

“Good girl.” She muttered, capturing (Y/N)’s lips with her own.

Alejandro wouldn’t let her attention stay focused on Valeria for too long, however, as he quickly got restless watching Valeria kiss her. He ran his knuckles up her spine until he reached what he was searching for: the clasp to her bra. He undid it, maneuvering (Y/N)’s arms so he could slip the straps off of them.

With (Y/N)’s breasts now bare, Alejandro took the chance to let his hands wander. He cupped and squeezed at her before circling his fingers around her nipples. Working in time with his hands, he nibbled at her neck the same moment he pinched her nipples, leaving her gasping for breath.

Valeria parted their kiss only to be met with the sight of (Y/N)’s naked chest. She smirked, meeting eyes with Alejandro.

“Good thinking, Ale.” Valeria said, likely for the first time ever— or at least, in a very long time.

Alejandro grinned against (Y/N)’s neck at the sound of those words coming from his sworn enemy.

“It’s good to see you two getting along.” (Y/N) teased with a toothy grin, making both sets of eyes shoot towards her.

Valeria raised a brow as if to ask if she was being challenged, “Someone’s getting snarky.”

Alejandro lifted his head so it was right next to (Y/N)’s ear, “Where’s all this attitude coming from?”

But from Valeria’s reply, it was as if they weren’t talking to her, rather to each other, like she wasn’t right there in front of them.

“I don’t know, but I think we should straighten out this bad behavior immediately before it gets worse.” She suggested, trailing light touches across (Y/N)’s cheek and jaw.

Her hands traveled further down (Y/N)’s body, meeting her hips. As Alejandro muttered a small, “I agree,” she was set off, grabbing the waistband of (Y/N)’s jeans and unbuttoning them in a flash.

As Valeria tugged the jeans down (Y/N)’s legs, she sank down to her knees, eye level with her lover’s pussy. Alejandro be damned, she would be getting the first taste.

Like they had never been there to begin with, (Y/N)’s underwear disappeared quickly. Valeria wasted no time in diving into her soaking cunt, putting her hat off to the side and going in tongue first. The feeling was utterly euphoric. All the nights (Y/N) had spent with a hand buried between her legs, thoughts of Valeria and Alejandro weighing heavy on her mind, were nothing compared to this.

The feeling of Valeria licking her to oblivion, paired with Alejandro working over her breasts had (Y/N) feeling like she was about to cum embarrassingly fast.

“I don’t know how much longer I can hold on.” She gasped, hands clawing at Alejandro’s arms for leverage, leaving crescent marks deep into his triceps.

The idea of keeping herself together became near impossible as Valeria inserted her middle and ring finger right into her clenching hole.

“Fuck,” she moaned.

Alejandro could feel her resolve crumbling as she trembled in his arms, coming in real close before whispering, “let go, mi amor, let it all go.” Her eyes flashed to Valeria’s face between her legs for confirmation, Valeria simply nodded, refusing to part from her current activities.

She came harder than she had ever cum in her life, with a partner and on her own. Almost instantly, her legs gave out to the pleasure and she fell limp against Alejandro’s strong grasp.

Valeria continued licking and sucking at her clit, pumping her fingers in and out, until (Y/N) began to whine and twitch away from her in overstimulation.

She wasn’t given much of reprieve, however, as Alejandro took the chance to take his turn with her. He guided her limp body to the floor so that she was positioned on her elbows and knees, taking his place behind her.

“I’m about to show you something I can give you that Valeria can’t,” Alejandro whispered into the shell of her ear.

Valeria scoffed as he took off his hat, followed by his shirt and his jeans, discarding them and throwing them in a random unknown location across the room.

He pressed his dick right up against (Y/N)’s twitching slit, still soaking with her cum and Valeria’s spit. He made sure that his cock was thoroughly coated in the liquid before even thinking about stuffing it inside of her.

He paused for a moment, the cogs in his mind twisting. (Y/N), needy as ever, wasn’t having it, pushing her hips back in attempts to meet his. He grabbed onto her hips to stop her, “do you need me to go get a condom?”

(Y/N) shook her head, muttering “birth control, remember?” Before shoving her hips back with more force.

Alejandro smiled at her eagerness, finally giving her what she wanted as he slowly sank in, letting out a long moan while doing so.

“Fuck,” (Y/N) mumbled, chewing on her lip as her back arched so Alejandro could fit as deep as possible. He filled her up nicely, she could feel him in every inch of her vagina, perfectly rubbing up against her g spot and her cervix as his balls pressed against her clit.

His thrusts began slow, but Alejandro only had so much patience for one day. The grip of (Y/N)’s pussy wrapping around him so well had the man on the verge of going feral. In one fell swoop, Alejandro thrusted harshly enough to make (Y/N) clench, leaving no room for him to hold back any longer.

He planted himself firmly in his position before beginning to drill into (Y/N).

With the speed that Alejandro was thrusting into her, she was sent harshly into the ground. Face down, ass up, expression twisted into that of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

Her senses were completely hazy to anything other than the dick drilling in and out of her in a uniform pace, that’s why it had slipped her mind that a whole other person was there. Valeria wouldn’t let herself be forgotten though, no matter if the reason was the absolute cock drunk demeanor that came with taking Alejandro’s dick.

She took her black cowboy hat from where she’d left it when she was eating (Y/N) out and placed it right atop the girl’s shaking head. (Y/N)’s gaze shot to her, keeping eye contact with Valeria as she was railed. With each deep thrust, the hat tipped further and further down, until Valeria pressed a finger under (Y/N)’s chin and tugged her face up.

Valeria grinned at the fucked out look she was met with, “Chin up, your cowboy hat is falling.”

The response she was met with was not from (Y/N), no, it was from Alejandro. He groaned loudly, “Fuck!” Shaking his head, he turned toward Valeria, “She just clenched so fucking hard at that.”

Valeria’s grin widened, eyes shooting down to meet (Y/N)’s once more, “Did you like that my sweet girl? Do you want me to keep teasing you?”

The sound of the word “teasing” made (Y/N) tremble. She shook her head profusely, no way in hell was she keeping any semblance of composure if Valeria was teasing her.

“No? Well then, what can I do for you princesa?” Valeria asked, leaning in close.

(Y/N) wasted no time on words, using all the energy she had left to push herself forward and meet Valeria’s lips with her own. The kiss started with (Y/N) in the lead but quickly became a cycle of (Y/N) getting her lower lip tugged between Valeria’s teeth then soothed over by her skilled tongue, she wasn’t complaining in the slightest.

When she parted for air, she looked utterly pathetic. Writhing on Alejandro’s dick, gasping for air, tears of pleasure wetting her eyes, and a slight bit of drool leaving the corners of her lips.

“Please.” She begged.

“What do you need?” Valeria asked, completely ready to fulfill any desires or wishes (Y/N) had.

(Y/N) looked away bashfully before staring right back at Valeria with glossy, lust filled eyes, “Let me taste you?” Her voice came out barely more than a whisper, but Valeria heard.

If Valeria were any more cruel of a woman, she would have made (Y/N) repeat herself until she was fully coherent and loud, but god, she’d dreamt of this moment far too many times to pass up the opportunity.

She nodded in approval, allowing (Y/N) to stumble over herself to grab at the waistband of Valeria’s pants and underwear. Valeria had to help her tug them down past her thighs and then completely off her legs.

When (Y/N) saw Valeria’s wet cunt, she audibly moaned, torn between staring and indulging. She ultimately decided to indulge, pressing her face hard against Valeria. It started with desperate kitten licks to her clit which turned into long, drawn out sucking, lips vibrating as she couldn’t help but moan into Valeria’s soaking heat.

Valeria, wanting to see the mess that had become of (Y/N)’s face, tilted the hat back ever so slightly so she could witness (Y/N) as she grew closer to falling apart.

In this moment, (Y/N)’s nails were vicious, biting at Valeria’s sides as she held on for dear life, what with Alejandro’s brutal thrusts bucking her around, threatening to separate her from the task at hand— or rather, at mouth. She would not fully succumb to his overwhelmingly harsh pace, at least not until she got her full of Valeria.

Valeria didn’t mind, despite usually enjoying inflicting pain, the idea of (Y/N) being so desperate for her that she’d quite literally fight tooth and nail by digging into her sides for leverage was incredibly enticing.

With thrust after thrust, (Y/N) began to lose her composure. Now closer to her second orgasm, holding on tight to Valeria became an even harder task. Ever the merciful lover, Valeria kept (Y/N) close, pressing her palm flat on top of the cowboy hat, only pushing (Y/N)’s head closer against her cunt.

Alejandro’s hand slipped down between her legs, reaching her clit. He knew she was teetering on the edge of euphoria and that the sensation of him caressing her clit whilst drilling into her would send her diving off that cliff.

(Y/N) sobbed directly into Valeria’s cunt as she lost control, unable to stop herself from cumming all over Alejandro’s bulging cock, clenching and twitching erratically.

“That’s it, sweetheart, cum for us.” He moaned, one hand trailing up and down her side in a soothing manner, all the while his other hand rubbed patterns into her clit as his hips kept up with his unforgiving pace.

She squeezed him tight, and soon after her own orgasm, she had brought him to his. Thick spurts of cum filled her uterus, giving her a warm feeling in her gut. As it overflowed from her cunt, his cum began to spill out around his dick and down both of their thighs.

This seemed to cause a chain reaction as (Y/N)’s whines and sobs sent vibrations straight into Valeria’s center. With both (Y/N) and Alejandro having already cum, she decided against holding it, allowing herself to gush straight into (Y/N)’s mouth. (Y/N) sat between her thighs, gratefully lapping up every last drop.

When the overstimulation stung too much for either Valeria or Alejandro to keep going, they pulled away from their sex drunken best friend.

(Y/N) found herself unable to stay upright, she swayed slightly before collapsing onto her side. She gasped for air, desperately trying to catch her breath.

Her two best friends were at her side in an instant. “What do you need, mi amor?” Alejandro asked, voice laced with concern as Valeria comfortingly brushed away her stray hairs.

“Water,” she croaked out, feeling entirely drained.

Alejandro nodded and instantly made his way towards the kitchen.

In the meantime, Valeria grabbed (Y/N) up off the floor and brought her into Alejandro’s bedroom. After watching (Y/N) curl up under the covers, Valeria disappeared into the bathroom to grab and wet a washcloth. Alejandro returned with the water the same time Valeria stepped out of the bathroom.

The two worked together, Alejandro tilting (Y/N)’s head up so she could drink the water as Valeria dabbed away sweat and cum.

As they finished up and (Y/N) settled into the comfy bed sheets, inhaling the scent of Alejandro lingering on them, she could hazily hear her two lovers talking to one another.

“Next time, I’m using a strap on her. Fuckin show you who can dick her down better.”

Alejandro was just about to spit back a retort before the two heard a quiet mumble from (Y/N), “Next time?”

Both sets of eyes shot towards her. Valeria scrambled to make her statement clear, “Only if you want, amor.”

(Y/N) nodded sleepily, “Mhm.”

And at that, they decided to take (Y/N)’s lead, curling into her on either side and closing their eyes as they each drifted off into a restful sleep.

[makyurini]

valeria garza sit on my face when? valeria garza let me eat her out until she’s nearly crying when? valeria garza put me on a leash and call me her little lap dog when?

[no-one-anon]

So this is my second ever, and little fanfic? Blog? I think you know what I mean- So if it's really crap, don't come at me pls

SN: did this at 1 in the morning so ignore all grammar mistakes -

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Team force 141 + Valeria w/ reader who has lots of pillows on their bed. E.g. six, seven, eight - just A LOT.

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Simon Ghost Riley:

Ghost was injured. Very injured. So when you all landed back onto base you rushed into the base with Ghost leaning on your shoulder. You knew that your room was closer to where you both currently were, and that you also had a med kit somewhere in your room.

So, that made you rush in the direction of your room instead of the medbay. Now, ghost was disoriented. So disoriented that he didn't seem to know where he was being lead to. He had only noticed where we was when you had plopped him onto your bed. Right on-top of something squishy.

What he had landed on, was a soft pillow. Multiple pillows. They were quite soft, but there were so many. He would have to use two hands to count the amount of pillows.

When you had found the medkit in the corner of your room. You hurried back to where Ghost was sitting. He was bleeding out on your bed. On your pillows. Your abundance of pillows.

So, of course he had to ask about your mountain of pillows. While you were patching him up, of course. He asked you. "Why do you have so many pillows?" It was so sudden you had to take a moment. "Oh, uh. I just.. like them. They give me comfort and I just like them overall."

He just gave you a look that you couldn't decipher. But, expect to see a couple of pillows at your door every now and then.

John Soap Mactavish:

Soap woke up. In your bed. Yes, in your bed. The reason? He drank too much. Way too much. He was so drunk that you had to drag his body from the bar, all the way to base.

Now, his first thought was. Why is my bed so squishy? Obviously his question was immediately answered when he gained consciousness and opened his eyes. The sunlight was attacking him from behind the thin curtains. Soap tried to stop the attack from the sun, but it was no use.

He was already awake and awoke in a room he doesn't know of. He shot up, a wave of nausea hitting him like how the sun had done not long ago.

"Where the hell am I? What the fuck...." Soap groaned. He didn't drink that much....... Did he?- The door opened, quietly. Moving his attention from the wall to the opening door.

He saw, you. Holding a glass of water and a pill bottle. "Oh, I hope I didn't wake you up." You softly spoke. "You didn't, where are we?" Soap asked curiously.

"My room, you were too drunk to be dragged to your own room." Oh. Well, made sense. He did drink a bit too much.... "Why do you uh.. have so many pillows here?" Picking one up Soap asked.

You replied, snatching a pillow from the bed. "Oh! They bring me joy, I like them. Some as presents form my family and friends, some I just bought that were soft or cute."

"This one's cute." Soap says while picking up a small brown dog. "Oh, you can keep it if you'd like, I have too many. Plus, I don't think anyone gave me it, must've been one that I bought a bit ago."

"Sweet! Thanks!" He was quite happy, even thought he had a throbbing headache. At least his hangover wasn't so bad now that he has a soft and squishy buddy with him.

Captain John Price:

John was checking up on everyone late at night after a mission. As some people were injured severely on the mission. So, when he made it to your room. He noticed that there was light peeling out from underneath your door. You know what happened to that cat about curiousity.

So, John bit the bullet and opened the door quietly. Only to find you on your bed, sprawled out like a starfish. Your hair was everywhere. All over the pillow where you head was resting on, and on your face. You were lightly snoring and you had left your bedside lamp on. With the way you were positioned on the bed, your pillows were bunching up and creating small hills.

You looked like you were having the best sleep of your entire life. Sleeping away without a worry about the world and its problems. But, of course. Not all good things last forever. He had to wake you up. You had to change into your pajamas. Price would never forgive you and himself if you slept in your gear.

So, he shook you awake. Lightly, of course. "Hey, you gotta get up." Your response was just a groan and turning to your side.... Back facing him... Price sighed.

"Hey, wakey wakey. You gotta get changed.." This earned another groan from you and you sitting up. "Why'd you wake me up...." You whined.

"You gotta get changed, and why do you have so many pillows?" Price chuckled seeing as you were slightly cuddling a cute cat pillow. You groaned and yawned. Taking your time to answer his question. "I like pillows, they're cute and comfy. Don't you agree?" Holding up a pillow to his face.

Price chuckled. "Yeah yeah, kid. Time to get changed." You groaned once again.

Kyle Gaz Garrick:

You and gaz decided to have a movie night. In your room. So, when he arrived with the snacks. He laid down on your floor and started watching the movie. Paying no attention to anything else but the movie. It was one of his favorite movies after all.

When the movied had ended, Gaz was very sleepy. So sleepy, that he decided he was going to sleep on your bed. In your room. Even though his room was only 3 rooms over. But, oh well. It's late, you're both tired. Why not? Plus, nothing bad would happen.

Yeah. Nothing bad did happen. Except, something embarrassing did. You didn't have the time to put away all your pillows, since you didn't know that Gaz was going to be sleeping in your room. In your bed. So, when he walked over to your bed. All he saw was pillows. A mountain of pillows. On what should be your bed.

"Hey... Uh... Why are there so many pillows here?" Gaz started. "Oh, uh. Yeah.. that's my uh, collection of pillows." You replied. Nervous on how he would react.

"Oh, cool. Which one is your favourite?" Gaz questioned. "Oh, uh. This one is one of my favourites." You replied, holding up a small dog pillow.

"Cute, but why are there so many?..." You hadn't really noticed about how much you had, but now that you were looking at.. Your bed? "Well.. I admit I have a bit too much, but I like all of them."

How embarrassing.... "I'm too tired to deal with this." Gaz needed his beauty sleep. He'd deal with you and your obsession on the morning. Right now, he just wants to catch some z's.

Alejandro Vargas:

Alejandro looked for you all over base. He was bored and needed something to do. You weren't in the dining hall, nor in the medbay. So, he went to your room in hopes to find you.

When he reached your room, he could hear some humming from inside. Alejandro knocked and could hear a muffled 'Come in!' from the other side of the door. He opened the door to see you sitting next to your bed and cuddling a pillow while reading a book whilst some music played in the background.

He noticed that, around you. On the bed, and the ground. Was littered with pillows. All different shapes, sizes, colors, etc. How could someone have so many pillows? Jesus Christ. You had an obsession with so many things. He heard you humming along with the song, not even paying attention to who had opened the door and entered the room.

Alejandro decided to break the silence. "Hey. What are you doing?" All you did was look up from your book and respond with a simple sentence. "Reading, why?" Jesus Christ, you looked totally unfased with how many pillows there were.

"Why do you have so many goddamn pillows?" Alejandro asked. Oh.. You hadn't realized that all of your pillows were laid out on the bed and some had fell onto the floor. "Well, I like them. Some of them were gifts from some people, and some that I had just found." You said, as you grabbed another pillow that had fallen to the floor.

Alejandro hesitated for a moment. "Alright.... Well, would you like to hang out with me?" Well, it would be good for you to go out and stretch your legs rather than sitting on the floor and reading by yourself. "Sure, I don't see why not." You replied while getting up and brushing the non-existent dust from your knees.

Valeria Garza:

Valeria was walking by your room when she noticed you lounging about on your bed. You were cuddling a pillow and the rest of your pillows were surrounding you. There was at least ten. They were colorful, and looked soft. What were you even doing with this amount of pillows?

"What the hell? What are you doing?" Valeria said as she leaned on the door frame. "Huh? Me? Oh, I'm just reading, why?" You were confused on why Valeria was asking you.

"Well, you have so many of these pillows here. Why do you have so many? Did you steal these?" Valeria asked. "I like pillows, they bring me joy, and no. I did not steal these. Some of these are gifts that my friends and family gave me." You huffed out.

Well, you had to admit. You did have a bit more than what an average person would have... But, you couldn't throw out any of them! They were apart of you, and you loved every single one of them. You didn't know why Valeria had such a problem with your obsession with pillows. Was she jealous of them or something?

"Are you jealous of the pillows, or something?" To be sure you asked, duh. "No. I would never be jealous of an inanimate object. That's just stupid!" Well, Valeria was a bit too quick to shut that down..... Ah, oh well.

"But, do you like them? A lot?" Ah, she definitely was jealous of them. Well.. Maybe?- "Yes, I do like them. Quite a lot. If you don't like them you can just leave." You huffed out.

So, with that. Valeria left your room. But, expect to see some pillows to appear on your bed when you go out of your room to go shopping or what not. Or expect a knock on your door, and seeing a pillow on the floor when you open the door. Maybe also seeing Valeria speed walk around the corner.

[gildedkrone]

KINKTOBER 2023 🔞

“Ale, you know that I can’t let you go right?”

The great commander shackled to the chair isn’t going anywhere and each of his futile struggles rings the shackles attached to his ankles and wrists.

“Valeria, puta, my men won’t let you get away with this.”

“Get away?” She scoffs and rests her hands on her thighs in a squat and raised his chin with a finger.

“Ale, Ale, you know that I already have everything I want. The missiles, they were so easy to get.”

She tuts lovingly; he knows it’s a façade even if he keeps falling for her disguises willingly if only for a taste of illicit thrill he’s come to miss in her absence. If the knowing look in her eyes are any indication, she plays off it to her best benefit as the thrill.

“I couldn’t have done this alone, pendejo. I’ve had …” She takes her time in spelling it out for him. “I’ve had some help, you see.”

She snorts when the poor man furrows his eyes and issues a command. Alejandro watches her soldier approach one of his men—you, his trusted side aide and strategic advisor and with a click, the cuffs around your wrists are unlocked.

Confusion is soon replaced with anger, bright hot and rushing to his temples when she tuts disapprovingly.

“The great Alejandro” —she mocks him—“making a rookie mistake. I expected better, especially from you of all people.”

At the moment, he wants nothing more than to be free of his restraints just so he could send a fist into your smug face lounging beside her while massaging your sore wrists. He trusted you to help him with his operations—the late nights spent working together to discuss and formulate strategy, only for him to trust the wrong person and put all of his men in danger.

The easy camaraderie fostered between the two of you turned out to be nothing but lies and deceit, and Alejandro has been foolish and wanting enough to have fallen into it. It is as Valeria says—he’s a man with a heart too kind for the world and eventually, eaten by the wolves.

Valeria hums appreciatively when she sees you in the uniform his men sported. Looking good, chinco lindo and you share a smile with her. Her shoulders are stressed and she would never admit sending you deep into enemy territory worried her; the El Sin Nombre isn’t one for theatrics and feelings.

Alejandro watches you whisper something into her ear as her eyes turn coy and she rests a hand on the table. She whispers something conspiratorially and cups your face when you sink to the floor before her. The rest of the men file out of the room and he is face to face with you and his ex-partner, fling—there are too many names.

“Valeria, what are you planning?”

She ignores him in favour on focusing on you. Your lips are parted and your tongue peeks out to send her a message—you want to eat her out. To taste her on your mouth and Valeria finds herself not objecting to it. Especially if she can dirty that uniform the Las Vaqueros men wore with pride.

Her clothes are easy work and you gently nudge her thighs apart. The scent is heavenly and when she smirks, you dive forward and burry your face into her clit. The first drag of your tongue against her sex sends shivers up her spine and she chides gently to slow down and savour the taste. Who could blame you, really? You missed her and Alejandro is front row to your show of dedication and loyalty to her.

The Los Vaqueros commander rattles his restraints when Valeria peppers in the occasional phrases of encouragement once meant for him. Your eyes are dimmed with pleasure as each movement of your tongue only seeks more of the sweet juices of her cunt and a hard suck earns you a tug of your hair to pull you off her sex.

She admires her work—you with your face coated in her pussy juices and a tongue darting out in occasion to lap up whatever was on your lips. It’s so sweet and after weeks without it, you are starved for more of her. The excess liquid runs off your chin to drip onto your uniform; all while you are obedient as a puppy and resting on your knees and awaiting her next command. She spots the tightness in your pants and rests her boot against your groin and the suggestion almost had you creaming your pants.

“What a good boy, unlike the one in the chair. Go on, fuck yourself on my boot.” She barely finishes her sentence and your hips surge to press against the surface. The tentpole in your pants only grows in size as your hips find purchase on her boots and eventually, it’s too tight for comfort and you whine in hopes she will be merciful.

Alejandro knows he should look away. It’s a sick and perverse display of pleasure meant to rile him up and try as he did, his eyes remained on you and the drunk expression on your face as noises of pleasure flew from your lips. Make no mistake, she is in charge here (as she always is). Much to his dismay, it is riling him up in an unintended way when he feels the organ between his legs stirring from dormancy.

Valeria, ever cunning, knows this too and rests her hand on your cheeks before her fingers plunge into your mouth. Your tongue coats them thoroughly and the most obscene of sounds, all wet and gushy, only makes Alejandro’s fight against his desires even harder.

“Take your dick out, chico.” You nod and your pants are unbuttoned with such eagerness, Valeria finds herself impressed. You breathe a sigh of relief when your dick is let out of its cotton prison and moan when it leaks with each movement. All while Alejandro is fighting a losing battle against the lust pooling in his groin.

“Ale, you don’t seem to be doing too well. Do you need a doctor?” He grits his teeth and you smirk when you see your former commander all stiff and squirmy as pleasure laced his muscles. You rut into her boots and she gives the command to speed up and you do just that. Each brush of the shoe against your sensitive cock is accompanied by sounds of restrained pleasure and she laughs sardonically.

“Does my good boy want to cum?” You nod desperately as you were so close but without permission from her, you are unworthy of spilling your seed all over her. Your nose—overwhelmed by the scent of her—when she pulls your head in rest at her sex and she sounds appreciative when you return to lapping and sucking at her folds.

She mutters something in Spanish and her legs cage your head in tight to keep your face, and your nose against her as a flood of sweet nectar coats you face before dripping off in strings onto your body and the floor. Your whines signals you are close and if only she would give you permission and finally, she whispers the magic words.

“Go on, cum your brains out, perrito.” With a final thrust and a choked gasp, the build-up of pleasure ends in a spectacular spray of cum over her boot and the floor as your runaway hips rut harder into her to prolong your orgasm. The spurts taper into small dribbles with each bobbing of your dick and she praises you again. Thank you, you mutter absentmindedly as the feelings of pleasure taper into something sated.

Alejandro’s fury turns into something ugly and green as she gently touches your face. She had done that for him a long time ago, before the cartel intervened and their relationship frayed and burned like matches. His mind taunts him with scenes of the past: nights of passion and longing between him and her, and now he pays the price with a body thrumming with unfulfilled desire while she uses another man for her pleasure.

“You like that, tonto? What a dirty man. Clean up your shit, bastard.” She has always been vocal about using men for their dicks, and nothing seems to have changed. Not that you mind of course since your body exists to be her toy to experiment and play with.

Like a good dog, you lick up your dirty emissions and she runs a hand through your hair. You are her best soldier, and she rewards loyalty and dedication. Your dick goes back into your pants and a few moments later, you are as proper as you can be with all traces of the coupling gone.

She instructs you to resume your duties and dismisses you. Before you leave, you catch an angry Alejandro staring daggers as the door closed behind you and he vanishes out of sight. A pity, the Vaqueros commander is pleasant sight for sore eyes, with his suave beard and rugged demeanour but against Valeria, he pales in her glory.

Hopefully she is merciful with the man. Knowing her, both his heads will be in for a hell of a time tonight and a muffled moan behind doors proves the intuition to be correct.

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