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hey guys i know it’s been some time since ive posted anything and im sorry for that. for a year ive been suffering with this mystery pain in my left side. this past saturday, i decided to finally go to a hospital after my pmd repeatedly ignored my symptoms, and they found a lesion on the head of my pancreas. as of right now, requests will be closed for the foreseeable future. i’m sorry to everyone of whom i still have not posted for, as ive been having problems checking my inbox and uploading my drafts.

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hi anon!! my tumblr’s being stupid and wasn’t letting me answer, it just said “post” so i have to do it like this. thank you so much for your request and i’m sorry i’m posting it when it’s not International Women’s Day :c i hope i did you some good with this tho ;w;

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Lion Headcanons: International Women’s Day

Warnings: Implied nsfw in there but nothing explicit, fluff, pampering, massages, cuddling, kissing

♡ Despite his previous shortcomings with Claire, Olivier has done his best to change for someone else.

♡ Olivier pampers you literally every. Single. Day that he’s able to. More so on the most important couple’s days a calendar can have.

♡ Valentine’s Day, your anniversary, your birthday, Christmas, and New Year’s; any one of those days and that man is spoiling the hell out of you.

♡ International Women’s Day is the one day he never lets you do anything.

♡ He’ll bring it to you and even feed you himself, telling you how much he loves and appreciates the things you do for him.

♡ As you eat in bed, he’ll prepare you a nice bath and will make sure that it has your favorite scents as well.

♡ Olivier’s the one to scrub you clean, taking his time as he massages the tense parts of your shoulders, along with your wrists and the palms of your hands.

♡ Once you’re all dried off, he tells you to get dressed because he has several places to take you.

♡ And as you’re dressed, he takes you to buy anything you’d wanted since he’d never got to buy you anything for Valentine’s Day due to a previous deployment.

♡ Olivier takes you out for lunch as well, getting you flowers from a vendor on the street along the way.

♡ By the time the day’s over, Olivier makes you an amazing dinner; clearly your favorite, as well.

♡ This man practically knew you like the back of his hand.

♡ And of course, the two of you end up in the bedroom by the time the night’s over.

♡ He makes sure you’re the one stuck in bed, not once letting you ride him or take over any of the work.

♡ And god damn, are they right about Catholics being so horny.

♡ The man leaves your legs shaking, your lungs burning, and your hips aching.

♡ He cuddles you and squeezes you tightly, massaging your scalp affectionately as his hand rests right there.

♡ “All this for International Women’s Day?” You’ll ask him as the two of you are tangled together under the sheets.

♡ Olivier nods and kisses your neck, jaw, and cheeks. “I have to worship you the most on a day like this. Just wait for Girlfriend’s Day, I’ll be sure to do it again—as I do every year.”

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r6s Doc NSFW alphabet 🙏

hi anon!!! i actually have one done for him already and you can read it here :3

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Would you be willing to write for Fenrir from R6S?

i have no idea why this one just showed up in my inbox dude wtf it says this is from fucking july of last year i’m so sorry anon ): but yes i would be willing to write for fenrir! i can write for any and all characters to the best of my abilities c:

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Hello if your still into r6s I was hoping if you had any hc about doc and his family during the holidays

Sorry if it's already be asked

hi anon! it hasn’t been asked yet so thank you so much! i’m sorry i took so long again to get to this, i’ve been busy all year and have been trying my damn best to get shit done, but here it is now c: and i hope i did you some justice!

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Doc Headcanons: Holiday Seasons

Warnings: anxiety, just fluff tbh c:

♡ The holidays were usually something that Gustave tended to enjoy.

♡ He would usually be lucky enough to not be deployed, so he’d get to spend his time with his family.

♡ This year however, it would be the first time he would be inviting you over to visit his family.

♡ You couldn’t even lie, you were very nervous. He reassured you constantly that his parents and any of his siblings were very kind.

♡ Gustave just told you that his father was a little strict, but not something that would ruin things for you.

♡ Even then, you were nervous. First impressions always lasted and you didn’t want to mess anything up.

♡ Just in case you’re even able to, Gustave will tell you what his family likes in the case you want to bring anything to dinner with them.

♡ He’ll recommend gifts for his family as well in the case that you wanted to buy them anything.

♡ He also obviously warned you that due to their wealth, you wouldn’t have to worry too much in those regards.

♡ Gustave helps you prepare the dish you wanted to bring, making sure you didn’t panic at all.

♡ “The pepper’s right next to you, mon cœur. Don’t stress yourself out so much,” he tells you as he kisses your cheek.

♡ Once the food is cooked, Gustave helps you figure out the attire you should wear if you want to impress them that much.

♡ He helps you as much as he can, still reminding you not to stress so damn much.

♡ Gustave even tells you that he’s told his family about you, making sure to have told them the highest of praises that he has for you on the drive there.

♡ Once you’re at his parent’s house, he lets you in first and introduces you to them both.

♡ Instantly, his mother is hugging you and giving you air kisses on both your cheeks.

♡ His father pulls you in for a handshake and a hug as well, greeting you warmly and being as nice as he could be.

♡ At dinner, you’re there helping them despite them telling you not to worry.

♡ Even Gustave is warmly chuckling behind you, seeing how you fluster at their kindness to you.

♡ When the night ends, he cuddles with you in bed and sighs deeply. “Told you not to worry. They loved you before they even met you,” he says warmly as you drift off to sleep.

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Hi, can I please ask for yhe GIGN operators response to their SO getting catcalled?

hi anon! thank you so much for this ask and your extended patience oh my god. i’m apologizing in every single one of these new uploads bc some of these asks have been here since July 2023…i’m so sorry. but i hope you enjoy this!

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GIGN (+Lion CBRN) Headcanons: S/O Getting Catcalled

Warnings: mentions of: unwanted sexual advances, unwanted attention, threats of/actual physical altercations, spitting, comfort

Doc

☆ Gustave was a pretty secure man when it came to his relationships.

☆ Mature, sweet, loving, and loyal, the Frenchman would never want anything to happen to his beloved whenever they both went on an outing.

☆ So when another man suddenly came up to you with the intent of chatting you up, getting your number, or even going home with you, he felt a pang of passive-aggression swell in his heart.

☆ Gustave would purposely intertwine your fingers together with his just so the man could see.

☆ He’d cover your drink and even take it off your hands, telling you you can chat up with the man as much as you wanted. He loved getting ammunition against the people who thought they even had a chance, anyways.

☆ The moment he hears the other man try and impress you with the fact that he was a doctor, Gustave chuckled and rolled his eyes.

☆ “You’ll have to do much better than that, mon ami,” he’ll say as he takes a good, hard look at the man.

☆ He was barely any competition for Gustave.

☆ He recounts the remnants of the Outbreak that occurred and how he was one of the selected doctors. Gustave smirks and scoffs, knowing he had ammunition now.

☆ Gustave digs into the man, this time thankful it’s more personal, chastising him for how utterly snobbish he was even during the Outbreak. Your arm clings to his as he continues on, your eyes fixated on his face as he scolds the man more and more.

☆ He’s definitely won once the man starts blubbering, flustered and embarrassed with the way he excuses himself and leaves.

☆ “Mmm, perhaps I’ll have to make sure nobody gets to you…I’ll have to start marking you up all over just to get these men to know you belong to me, mon cœur…”

Lion

♡ Olivier is a bit of a mixed bag when it comes to his partners. He doesn’t argue much, but there will be the occasional spat here and there.

♡ He still has a bit of trouble opening up but he’s a pretty attentive lover after having learned from his mistakes.

♡ Olivier sticks by your side whenever the two of you go out, wanting to make sure you’re safe and that you never feel threatened.

♡ He holds your hand as the two of you walk home from a date, leaving you on the inside of the sidewalk for your safety.

♡ “Hey sweetheart!” The two of you will suddenly hear from across the street.

♡ You feel Olivier tighten his hold on your hand, making sure the two of you don’t get separated if that idiot crosses the street.

♡ Which he does. Unceremoniously as well, considering the way he staggers from side to side and trips.

♡ “Walk in front of me a little. I’ll keep holding your hand,” Olivier will warn you as his eyes narrow just a bit.

♡ Doing as you’re told, you walk forward a little and squeeze his hand tighter. This causes the drunken man to become upset.

♡ “Come on, babe! Ditch the loser so I can show you a real good time! Bet I can take care of you better than him!” he exclaims, trying his best to keep up.

♡ The man then suddenly kicks Olivier's ankle, nearly making him trip. That pisses him off so bad that he lets go of your hand and gives a mean swing to the drunken man without even turning to look at him.

♡ “Idiot,” Olivier says as he turns to look at the now passed out drunk before grabbing your hand again, “don’t try that shit again. Now let’s get you back home—I’d rather you not have to deal with that again.”

Rook

♪ Julien was a fairly easygoing lover when it came to his partners.

♪ Sure he was cocky, was proud of what he had, and was a bit complicit in you being left alone in public, but god damn did his cockiness call for trouble sometimes.

♪ It meant a few arguments here and there between the two of you but that didn’t mean he didn’t love you. He’d take you out shopping a lot thanks to his…generous paychecks, from his line of work.

♪ He’ll get distracted from time to time whenever the two of you are together and will occasionally leave you by yourself, leaving you open as he looks for something you wanted.

♪ “You look like a cut of fuckable meat…” A man suddenly says as he comes behind you, thinking you’re alone. “Are you?”

♪ His statement makes your skin crawl, causing you to grow uneasy. You’re about to turn around to get away but the man grabs your wrist tightly and forces you to look at him.

♪ “Piss off! Leave me alone, I’m taken!” You yell, finally doing what you needed to alert Julien.

♪ And when you got catcalled in Julien’s presence? He gets angry—like his ego is being checked—and he starts a fight.

♪ He runs over to you with the thing you wanted, quickly tossing it to you when the man lets go of you. His right fist connects to his cheek without warning and he starts shouting profanities, cursing him out.

♪ Julien doesn’t stop hitting the man until people break the two up, even going so far as to spit on the man once separated.

♪ Once everything dies down, Julien apologizes for what you went through and buys you more stuff just to make you feel better.

♪ “Don’t worry about anything else for today. I’ll stick by you and once we get home, I’ll be sure to pamper you some more.”

Montagne

✧ Gilles was known by everyone to be the gentle giant of Rainbow and eventually Wolfguard.

✧ He’s kind, generous, and takes care of most of the work because he thinks you shouldn’t have to work for yourself.

✧ When you’re in public, he allows you to stray but just tells you to stay within his line of sight. He was tall, so that was easy.

✧ Gilles is incredibly protective of you and will be more than willing to throw a punch if it was necessary.

✧ “Damn, you’ve got a pretty nice ass,” he hears a random man say one day as you’re both out shopping.

✧ Gilles’s blood begins to boil when he hears you shout “Hey!” you exclaim, his head lifting as he turns to look at you.

✧ He’s happy you slapped the man in the face because he knew damn well so much worse would happen if Gilles got to him before you could.

✧ He stalks up behind you two and puts his hand firmly on the man’s shoulder. He even squeezes it as hard as he can to watch the man crumble.

✧ “Who are you to be so disrespectful to a married person? Hm?” He growls as he gets to eye level with the man as he glares.

✧ The man stared up at Gilles with a horrified look, looking at your finger and noticing the ring on it and immediately began blubbering, scrambling away.

✧ Gilles then asks how you’re doing, concerned for your well-being and immediately shifting to be the same kind man you’ve come to love.

✧ “I’m okay now, thank you for coming over…how about we go home now? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you that angry before…” you’ll suggest. And of course, who is he to deny you what you want?

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Hi, can I please request a part two of the fic with the GIGN in the back of a van? I loved the first part! If you have already made it can you please post a link?

Thank you!

hi anon! i can most definitely do this i’m so glad someone asked for a sequel for reals! sorry i lagged on this sm btw anon, but i’m fully back now after this mega upload and i hope to do more!

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GIGN x Female!Reader: Pass the Teammate Around?

Warnings: NSFW (18+ mdni please istg), MMF, no protection, multiple orgasms, oral (character receiving), multiple positions, praise kink, aftercare

“Can we have a go with you too?”

Your hazy eyes struggle to focus on your teammates as they come through the doors of the van. Gilles and Julien have since come into the back of the van to join you after pulling over and getting as secluded as you could probably be. Olivier, and Gustave. The insides of your thighs were stained with cum already, sticky and messy yet oh so arousing regardless and you could literally feel yourself ache for more, willing to give your other teammates their much anticipated turn.

“Wait, give her a second. She’s still pretty out of it,” Olivier says as he moves to gently coax you into snapping out of your dazed state. His hands gently rub your stomach to soothe you, his lips right against your left ear. “Come on, cherie…let’s not leave our friends feeling empty handed. After all,” he coos affectionately as he nips your ear, earning an eager moan from you, “you gave them quite the show. Let’s let them be the new players in this, hm?”

Feeling that rush of excitement flowing through you again, you couldn’t help but nod. Why would you ever wanna pass up a chance like this, anyways? Sexual relations of any kind were usually frowned upon in your field of work—it made sense sure, but it usually left you feeling extremely pent up. “Okay, okay…I’m ready…” you finally say after swallowing your saliva harshly. Gustave sighs and frowns, shaking his head. He reaches to his side and grabs the water bottles you all brought in the case the situation took longer than necessary to deal with.

“Here,” Gustave says as he opens the bottle and hands it over to you, “drink some water before you start doing anything else first.” You hold onto the bottle gently as you start to drink from it, a deep sigh pushing out from your nose with every swallow. Once you feel decently hydrated, you hand the bottle back and look over at the two newcomers to your little rendezvous. Gilles gives you a sheepish yet kind smile and Julien gives you a wave with a wink.

You settle on Julien, figuring that since the two of you were in pretty similar age ranges, he’ll be far more invigorated and ready than Gilles might be. “I think I’ll let Julien go first, okay?” You finally say, causing the younger of the French operators to tense up just a bit. He relaxes a little bit after and takes a seat, removing his BPP and unzipping the pants of his uniform. Julien pats his lap and beckons for you to get on your knees in front of me. “Come here, yeah? I want to feel your pretty little mouth on me first,” he says in a playful manner as he spreads his legs open some more.

With a quivering lip and a salivating mouth, you move between his legs and dip your head down to his cock. You stick your tongue out and start to give Julien’s sensitive tip some much needed oral relief. A quiet hiss falls from his lips as his head tips back, eyes fluttering shut. One of his hands finds its way onto the back of your head and holds onto you gently. “Mmh, just your tongue, eh? Gonna tease me? I didn’t expect someone like you to practically half-ass their job,” Julien chastises you to get you riled up.

You fall for the bait and narrow your eyes, knitting your brows together in what was obvious offense. “Don’t you dare underestimate me, Julien,” you warn as you then finally descend upon him fully. The tip of his aching cock is engulfed in your skilled lips, sliding between both of them with ease. His left knee jerks and he lets out a breathless grunt before a shaky moan follows it. “A-ah, fuck…” Julien curses the moment you start to suck on his leaking tip and swirl your tongue around it. His knee jerks every other instance of you licking and pressing against his hole as he groaned and whined the entire time.

“Didn’t expect someone like you to be so damn whiny,” you taunt as you pull back for a few moments, causing a frustrated groan to rip from his throat. “Don’t you dare…come on, please? You don’t know how bad I need you,” Julien says almost immediately in protest, giving you a frown with some puppy dog eyes. You couldn’t lie but it was pretty cute to see him suddenly so pouty after being so cocky and full of himself. Julien whines and pushes your head forward a bit, growing impatient from the lack of stimulation from your mouth.

“Please…” he begs more quietly now, rubbing his cock against your cheek just a bit. “There’s nobody I need to give me relief but you…you have no idea how long I’ve wanted to just approach you and ask take you out. Please.” Julien’s words were sweet, warming your heart at how he was acting so cocky just to impress you and now here he was, confessing that he’s always found interest in you. Looking into his gleaming blue eyes once more, you descend onto his cock again.

With a jolt of his left knee and the roll of his eyes back into his skull, Julien grips at his sides now to keep himself in check. You swirl your tongue all around the head each time you come back up, taking yourself down until you feel you’re gonna choke. You don’t even know how, but something in you was making you far more eager than you should have been for this. Was it the taste of his pre-cum? The musk Julien had every time your nose pressed forward and touched his pubic hair?

You didn’t know. All you knew was that you had to make sure he got off too. Not realizing how distracted you’ve become, you don’t feel how Julien begins to pulse in your mouth, cock throbbing with every rapid beat of his heart. His grunts have grown so much louder as he gets closer to an orgasm. “Fuck- ah, I’m gonna-!” Julien shouts as he suddenly thrusts up into your mouth. The noise of shock you make as he pushes your head down causes the other three who were watching look at the two of you in shock.

Julien’s cock pulses every time a rope of cum shot into your mouth, his body going limp after having grown so tense. You swallow what you can before forcing yourself back just to be able to breathe. Panting heavily, you keep your tongue out as he lets the remnants of his cum shoot onto your face a little bit. “P-Putain, ahh…thank you, ma chérie…” Julien pants as he finally gathers himself again. He shakes his head and opens his eyes just to look down at you with an affectionate gaze.

How cute.

“Now, stay there…I’m gonna come up behind you,” Julien says as he gently pushes you back some more. He gets up carefully, his cock still standing proud as he then moves to kneel behind you. “Can I teaspoon you?” He asks, wanting your permission to even attempt what he inquired. It was nice that he was taking into account what you wanted, unlike Gustave and Olivier. “You can, yeah. Just do what you want,” you encourage him with a smile, “I won’t break so easily…”

With your words, Julien nods and comes up closer to you. With one hand, he uses it to pull you closer and apply some pressure to your lower stomach. He then uses his opposite to align his cock with your cunt before slowly pushing himself in. “Fuck…they left a mess in you, didn’t they, ma chérie?” Julien asks with a chuckle, smirking at Gustave and Olivier a little bit. The two then roll their eyes and cross their arms against their chest.

At least content with the fact that they got to do that to you first.

Gilles, despite having been silent for so long now, shakes his head. “Don’t fight. We’re all having our go, so it doesn’t matter who gets her messy,” he says with a slightly irritated tone, wanting the two problem operators to not fall for Julien’s teasing. Gustave and Olivier just sigh deeply and put their arms up before crossing them again. “Aww, don't like a bit of fun, Gilles? I’m not going to—how do the Americans put it? Shit on them too much,” Julien then follows up as he sinks himself to the hilt inside of you.

“Hey, I know this is a de-stressing session, but I’d rather none of you start…arguing…when I have someone’s dick in me…” you say as the younger of the Frenchmen starts to thrust himself in and out of you slowly. Him moving as you were starting to chastise them was enough to get you forgetting the next words that were supposed to come out of your mouth. Julien noticed the way your lips remained parted and he couldn’t help but smirk a little more than before as his hips continued to smack lightly against your ass.

He brings his other arm up to hold you right at the bottom of your floating ribs, grabbing onto you gently so he could thrust a little better. “Feel good? Got you to stop talking for a bit,” Julien whispers into your ear as he continues to move. You couldn’t help but moan as he gave you just a bit more force with the thrust that came at the end of his words, nodding your head. “Yeah, f-feels good…” you gasp in a gentler tone. Your eyes flutter shut, causing Gilles to chuckle softly.

“She’s even cuter up close like this. Enjoying herself in the throes of pleasure as she deserves,” the eldest of the Frenchmen says. You couldn’t help but clench around Julien as Gilles speaks to you, causing him to let out a shaky groan as he bucks his hips just a little faster into you now. Julien then looks up at Gilles and gives him a nod of his head to tell him to keep talking to you. “Such a sweet and gentle thing…I don’t think I’ve seen anyone more deserving than you. Anyone more beautiful and alluring than you,” he continues.

You can’t help but devolve a bit further, reaching for one of Julien’s wrists as the best way to stabilize yourself. His hands clutch onto you a little more as he gets further into the motion of things, his moans filling your ears as he doesn’t stop. Gilles chuckles, bending down in front of you as he gently cups your jaw. You open your eyes and stare right into his eyes now, a more encouraged whine leaving you as he holds eye contact. “Ohh, look at you. Do you like being filled to the brim as we all plan to?” Gilles asks politely, forcing you to think.

It was sweet in nature, sure, but he knew damn well you couldn’t even do that right now. Not when you were taking your third cock in rapid succession the way you were currently taking Julien’s and being kept in a state of ecstasy that empties your brain.

“Mm-nnh…haaah…yes, Gilles. I do…” you pant, mewling in pleasure when Julien hits your g-spot over and over again in this angle. Gilles can’t help but chuckle again, caressing your cheekbone with his thumb gently. “What a pretty little thing you are. You look your most beautiful when you’re like this,” he continues to coo lovingly to you, watching how your pupils dilate. “Breathless, flustered, and without a single thought behind those gorgeous eyes. “You’re what the gods would desire in a mortal…”

Gilles’s praise of you and your beauty practically melts your brain, making you clench around Julien some more. Julien, in the meantime, has been moving a lot faster and harder into you. He was getting to the point where his leather gloves squeaked from how hard he was holding onto you due to his feverish delirium of pure pleasure. You were already starting to get close, body so sensitive and stimulated that you couldn’t help it. “Hold on for me…” Julien breathes into your neck as he plants gentle kisses all over you.

“Please…” he begs you breathlessly again. You whine louder when he begs you, not wanting to hold back clearly but forcing yourself to just so he could come with you. “You’re asking for a lot here- fuck, Julien…” you curse with a shake of the head. He grunts softly and pushes into you as hard as he’s physically capable, his fingers digging into your lower abdomen and ribs as he grips you for dear life.

The two of you stay like that, wordless, for another few minutes until Julien finally pushes in down to the hilt and holds himself inside. You clench around him as the both of you come at the same time, panting heavily as he continues to hold you up. Julien’s hands gently rub your body all over, trying to make sure you felt alright and nothing was wrong with you. “Fuck…you have no idea how long I’ve wanted that for…” He mumbles into your ear, giving the shell a gentle kiss before moving to gently kiss at your neck.

He comforts you as you come back down, eventually pulling himself out of you with a short groan. Gilles, now being the last one to be with you, brings you back up onto the seats. “Here, take a moment before I decide to give you one last time for the day,” he says in a delicate tone, speaking to you as if you were the most fragile thing in the world. You close your eyes for a moment and nod, taking a few minutes to catch your breath. Gilles was definitely the one you were going to appreciate the most out of the four.

Gilles then carefully lifts your head from his lap to help you take a few sips of your water before moving his hand to gently massage your scalp. His affection and work on you was clearly tender, making you feel special about the whole situation. “Feeling a little better? I’ll warn you, the next position you’ll be in will be a little strenuous,” Gilles says as he continues to practically pamper and worship you. Gaining the last bit of strength you had, you nod your head. “Yeah, a little better,” you confirm as you sit up again.

The eldest of the Frenchmen then begins to pull himself out of his uniform, giving himself a few strokes to make sure he’s aroused enough despite how hot he felt watching you earlier. God…did he love watching you earlier. Taking Gustave and Olivier first before willingly taking Julien, now him of all people. Gilles was one of the oldest people within the entirety of Rainbow and here he was, about to hook up with one of his colleagues.

And god damn, did that thought excite him.

“Are you able to lay on top of me?” Gilles then asks as he breaks his thought while moving behind you and kneeling there. Albeit a little confused, you stretch your back a bit before nodding, “I’m good for being on my back right now.” Your confirmation makes Gilles happy, to the point where his smile is wide enough to hide his eyes. He carefully lifts you up and moves to the seats, thankful they were even big enough for his tall stature.

He proceeds to then lay down and pull you onto him, making sure the two of you were stable enough in the row. “As much as I would love to pamper you as you deserve, my time here with you is limited. But do allow me to take you on a proper date after, oui?” Gilles says as he sinks himself into you with no real warning. You make a sharp gasp and grip his pants as they rest at his knees, clenching tightly around him enough to make him groan.

He then has you lift your legs to your chest and slowly helps you move back onto his chest. Gilles grips the backs of your thighs with his hands at first before shifting to use his forearms and hoists your legs as best he could to get you perfectly settled in the new pose. You can feel him pressing so deep in you and you can’t help but glance at Gustave, Julien, and Olivier. Their eyes were wide as they saw how flexible you seemed to be in this position and their gaze upon you causes you to fluster again.

The gasp that leaves your lips causes Gilles to chuckle as he makes sure you’ll be safe enough once his hands go behind your head. “Comfortable?” He asks, checking in on you. “Hm,” you hum softly as you move your hands down to grip his elbows. “This…and I think you should grab my neck a bit harder now that your hands are up there and not guiding my legs up,” you say and Gilles does as you ask, gripping your nape hard enough to send a new kind of shiver down your spine.

“Oooh…just like that,” you say with a deep sigh before closing your eyes the moment Gilles was able to start thrusting himself into you. He chuckles warmly against your skin, taking in the scent of you being so worked up and used. “Yeah? Do you want it slow?” He asks, hitting your g-spot perfectly each and every time he’s back inside you. “You’ll be surprised at my stamina despite my age,” he continued humbly, wanting to make sure you knew you had the option to request things from him.

In between the moans you’re making right now, you start to speak your mind while you’ve still got it. “Ah- go a little bit…faster. Maybe just a bit harder,” you request, causing Gilles to grunt and nod. “As you wish, ma chérie,” he says as he picks his pace up to the perfect one, hitting your g-spot some more with the extra force he puts into his thrusts. You didn’t want to make it seem like the eldest was outperforming everyone else, so you kept your moans at the same volume.

Gilles knew better, though.

“Ohhh, holding back on me now?” He asks with a grin on his face again, purposefully thrusting into you a little harder just to make the clap of your ass against his hips resonate louder in the acoustics of the van. “You don’t have to be shy about this. I know how much you’re enjoying yourself,” he says teasingly, listening to how you start to moan a little louder now. Gilles was clearly very proud of himself now to get you like this.

Your eyes roll back into your head again from the stimulation to your g-spot, the need to want him pounding inside of you someday exciting you more than anything. The moans that fall from your lips continue to gradually increase in volume and it makes the other three so surprised to hear the way you’re getting. “Mon Dieu…I bet she can’t even think right now,” Olivier says in disbelief as he stares at you getting pummeled by Gilles now.

The gentle giant seemed to be only gentle unless requested otherwise. His grunts and groans filled the air as you whine and cry out for more, nails digging into the skin of his elbows. You tighten up more and more around him, making Gilles choke on a moan as he keeps going. “You squeezing me like that isn’t going to make me come soon…heh,” he says with a chuckle as he goes just a little faster, “not a chance. I need to feel you for as long as I can before then.”

“She really is so magnificent,” Gustave says just to see if praising you would do anything. And what does that get him? The loveliest whine he could ever hear fall from your lips. If he weren’t so damn tired after the mission and having you for himself earlier, Gustave would be more than raring to go for another round with you. “Right? The most beautiful body, the strength of a soldier like us?” Julien says, giving you a wink and a grin before Olivier decides to chime in again.

“Men like us would die for women like you,” Olivier adds in with confidence as he gives you a warm smile again. “And when it comes from him and his experiences before joining the force, it was clear he meant he liked you just that much outside of his hotheadedness. ”Would you allow all four of us to protect you? Love you and cherish you as you deserve?” he then asks, wanting to know if that’s something you’d want from them.

Their words seem to do it for you. You find yourself falling over the edge again as you cry out, “Yes!” while Gilles grips the nape of your neck just a little harder. Your sudden orgasm without warning does the trick on the older man inside of you, his hips stuttering a few times before he buries himself to the hilt. The last load of the day fills you, causing the amount of semen in you to overflow. The two of you pant loudly as Gilles begins to whisper words of tender love and gentle affection in his native French.

Julien, Gustave, and Olivier do the same just to make sure you feel okay. They all comfort you in a way that causes your weary body to slowly lose consciousness. Gilles gently pulls himself out of you and begins to wipe you down before doing the same for himself. He and Julien kiss you on the lips before retreating to the front of the van to start driving again. Gustave and Olivier make sure you’re laying down properly between the two.

Your legs are on Olivier and your head is resting on Gustave’s lap as they cover you up with one of the emergency blankets they had to make sure you remained comfortable. A gentle smile crosses your face as a soft “Thank you” leaves your mouth before you subsequently pass out. Things were about to get a hell of a lot more interesting soon…

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May I request König with fem! Reader who has anxiety and insomnia? (She sometimes stay late, but tries to keep a good hygiene.)

I relate to him a lot since he was bullied to and apparently has anxiety as well :( </3

Thank you in advance ❤️

hi anon, of course i can! thank you for requesting, i appreciate it so much :,) and same dude i was bullied too so i understand how it can be a little easy to relate to him 💕 sorry you experienced that, you didn’t and nobody else deserves to go through that.

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König x Female!Reader: Inner and Outer Strifes

Trigger Warnings: hurt/comfort, mentions of: past trauma, bullying, physical altercations; insomnia, anxiety, self destructive tendencies, self-doubt, relationship insecurities

Having someone who actually understood what it was like to go through anxiety attacks, whether they be in regards to social or emotional, made it all the better to get through with life. König always made sure to take care of you, as you would do the same for him. He pampered you, treating you so nicely as he eased you out of those intrusive thoughts that kept you trapped in your own head. The feelings of eyes staring at you, watching your every move always waned off whenever König comforted you. He would also do whatever he could to get you to go to bed, as you suffered from chronic insomnia as a result of your anxiety.

König would use himself as a form of weight for comforting pressure on you sometimes, wanting you to feel safe with him. Tonight was one of those nights where you struggled to sleep, no matter what König tried. “Meine liebe…how about we go and try a nice, warm bath, hm?” König asks as he strokes your cheek gently with the back of his hand. You sigh deeply before nodding your head. “Yeah, maybe that’ll help me this time around,” you say in a slightly hoarse and somewhat defeated tone of voice. König frowned, seeing how frustrated you were at your lack of being able to fall asleep at all.

He lifted you up carefully, taking you to the bathroom and sitting you down on the sink’s counter. You stare at König almost blankly as he turns the water on, watching his large and scarred hand moving under the water just to feel it get warm. You could see the tenderness in his eyes, and a slightly bitter smile seems to form on your face. Your eyes are filled with a sharp and indignant gaze, as if feeling wronged for the unfairness of your own thoughts. Part of you wants to just flat out ask the question that runs through your head over and over to talk about it, and another one fights and restrains that thought immensely.

You’d gone through just as much as he did as a kid, dealing with being bullied by your peers at every waking moment you sat down in those little seats. No matter what you did, they wouldn’t leave you alone; it’s where that sensation that thousands of eyes were watching you came from. It was an awful feeling because no matter how close someone got to you, it would create a barrier between you and the person you’ve come close to. The fact that you were doing this with König despite already having dated for a few months made you feel like shit.

So you popped the question.

“Do you actually enjoy doing this? Taking care of me every waking moment you’re here?” The way you phrase it seems to take the Austrian by surprise. He never expected you to ask him something so loaded. König’s head immediately whips to you, and he looks at you with his soft, blue eyes in disbelief. His own anxiety seems to spike slightly, and he stands up from his knees next to the bathtub as he lets it fill with water. “Of course I do. You and I come from similar walks of life—you’ve understood me far better than anyone else had,” he says softly. His large hand comes up to grab yours, fingers intertwining within your own.

König’s eyes shone in the light within the bathroom, but the gaze in his eyes showed a profound sadness. He would silently bring your hand up to his chest, pressing your now open palm against it. The sensation of his heart thumping hard in his chest as it rose and fell, and you can hear the Colonel give a hesitant chuckle. “Please…let me understand and love you as you have me…let me help teach you how to take better care of yourself and manage your anxieties…you know that I’m here for you, and that I would do anything for you…” König continues to speak, his voice growing ever softer.

In your head, remnants of you still continued to think this way and all you could do was blame it on those inner thoughts that never stopped. But from how adamant König was becoming, how he grew anxious at the thought of you doubting his love for you. “Meine liebe,” he begins, standing in front of you and holding you close to his chest. “Love comes without conditions…love is all about caring for one another without acting like it’s a burden,” he continues in a much gentler tone. He could see the doubt still lingering in your gaze, causing him to become a little more anxious that you couldn’t believe him.

“I promise you that I don’t mind taking care of you,” König continues to tell you, “I will do so until my dying days. Just to make sure you don’t ever end up alone ever again.” You look at the hulking man once more, staring at the way he gently moved himself to embrace you tightly. Instinctively, your arms and legs wrapped around him to comfort yourself more. “I’m sorry for doubting you,” you apologize, nuzzling your face into König’s chest and inhaling deeply. His natural musk was something you loved more than anything and it was the one thing that helped keep you calm.

He chuckles softly, giving you a chaste kiss on the lips before gently helping to undress you. “Now let’s get you that nice bath and we can try to get you to go to bed,” König says with a tender tone of affection in his voice. He then lifts you carefully and sets you down in the warm water, allowing for you to take in the comforting aromas of the soaps you were using. Your eyes close as König takes this as the chance to massage your back, whispering reassurances and affirmations into your ears. They sounded like the ones he normally used to keep himself calm in certain scenarios…it made you feel special.

After a few minutes of König rubbing your spine and shoulders, cleaning you up, he drains the water and gently starts to clean any excess soap off you with new water. He goes to grab a towel and warms it up for a minute, leaving you there with your thoughts again. Your anxieties and potential insecurities about your relationship and how much König takes care of you rear their ugly heads, but from how loving and gentle he was with you, they slowly dissipate. You look up and see him there, a smile on his face.

“Here, my love…let me lift you up…” The Colonel says as he wraps the towel around you. Its warmth against your body makes you so happy, filling you with a sense of safety as his massive arms wrap around you. König gently begins to dry you off after sitting you down on the sink’s counter again, doing so in such a slow manner that it felt so romantic. You couldn’t help but smile and reach your arms out to hold onto his face. König looks up at you, a bit confused, before his eyes go wide.

“Mmh-” He hums briefly, closing his eyes slowly and allowing you to kiss him. The way König wrapped his arms around you again now that you were dry was actually making you feel tired. You pull back just to cover your mouth as you yawn, making the Colonel smile and chuckle at you. “Feeling tired now, aren’t you? I won’t keep you awake for much longer…” König mumbles against your lips, leaning in for one more kiss after pushing your hand down.

The Austrian dresses you once more in newer, more comfortable sleeping clothes, and carries you back to your shared room. He turns the lights off and pulls the curtains shut after closing the door, having laid you back down on the bed prior to any of this. König finds himself cuddling up to you and putting his hands back onto your body.

The gentle squeeze as he began to rub your back up and down as a way to get you to sleep seems to do it’s trick.

Your eyes are shutting…

Breathing is slowing…

And your muscles are relaxing…

“I love you,” falls from your lips wearily as you hide your face into König’s comfortable chest. “I love you too, my love. Get some sleep,” he mumbles in a much softer and soothing tone. You finally seem to fall asleep after trying for so long and the Colonel follows suit once he makes sure you’ree completely asleep. Safe and protected right in his arms…

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Can I get some Glaz and Kapkan head cannons about the reader learning how to enjoy ice baths?

hi anon, of course i can!! so sorry for taking so long, as much as i wish things were chillin for me behind the scenes they were not. but as always thank you so much for your request!!

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Glaz and Kapkan Headcanons: Ice Baths

Warnings: injury mentions, ice baths, playful taunting and teasing, pretty much SFW c:

Kapkan

♡ Maxim always loves himself a good ice bath whenever he can get one, seeing as how he’s so used to the cold

♡ So once you come to him one day asking him if you could help him set one up after an injury that Gustave had recommended you take a few ice baths alongside your treatments, Maxim was more than happy for you to come to him for it

♡ He helps you by setting it up and recommends you wear something with longer sleeves for your upper body

♡ Maxim teaches you breathing exercises as well, teaching you how to handle the initial cold shock that comes from taking a plunge in freezing water

♡ Literally goes about it the old-fashioned way despite certain pools being created for athletes

♡ Confuses the hell out of everyone when he buys mountains of ice bags just to do this for you

♡ By the time the day comes, you’re practically dreading this whole thing, already shivering the few minutes it takes for the ice bath itself to get down to the level it needed to while also still being safe

♡ “So you’re sure it’s going to be okay for me? Just two minutes for this session and then we’re done?” You ask as you attempt to dip a finger into the water

♡ “Trust me. It won’t be as bad as you think it will be. I’ll help you in, okay?” He says calmly before then gently having you move down into the water

♡ He will then have you sit there and watch you shiver, helping you relax by taking your mind off the cold with conversation

♡ Every single time the timer rings out, he helps you stand up carefully and wraps you up in a thicker than usual towel, wanting to help your body gradually warm up

♡ “Now that wasn’t so hard, was it?” he’ll muse, a smirk on his face as you look at him and frown

Glaz

☆ Timur never expected you to want to use an ice bath

☆ He himself wasn’t one to use them too often but he always did whenever Gustave recommended it for his own injuries

☆ Always tells you he’ll take it slow, knowing you’re not used to a chilling ice bath the way he was

☆ As a very patient man, he was quite the gentleman when it came to it, asking if you’d truly be okay to let him touch you and guide you in

☆ Timur would do the same as Maxim, gently holding onto you and guiding you down

☆ He’d even join you from time to time, telling you how good you were doing

☆ “Control your breaths, make sure they’re slow so you don’t send your body into shock.” he’ll warn

☆ After you step out, he always helps you warm back up by wrapping you in a large towel

☆ As much as physical touch wouldn’t be something he would engage with when it came to warming someone else up, he was more than happy to wrap himself around you

☆ Timur would notice how you would constantly look at him each time that the little ice bath sessions ended, raising a brow

☆ “A warm embrace must really be what you need right now, eh, кролик?” he’ll question, watching the way you’d just nod nervously

☆ He would simply chuckle at you as he wraps his arms around you, rubbing your arms up and down to help you slowly warm back up

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summer of this year is going to be my last semester then i’m graduating in the fall, walking in spring…FINALLY. THEN I CAN START POSTING ALL THE REQUESTS I’VE BEEN TINKERING AWAY AT AND START BEING MORE ACTIVE. FUCK YOU COLLEGE, YOU CAN DRINK STAGNANT WATER.

i’ll be getting to all requests!! please forgive me and thank you for waiting so god damned long!

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i'd be super happy if you wrote something for an au like that! but only if you want to, i'm just so happy that there is someone who understands 😭 and that i figured out the nickname lol

also i couldn't figure out anything for ghost, none of the playable clans seemed to fit him but tzimisce........... omg imagine tzimisce ghost. or even könig as well, just something that would explain his size and the amount of power in his body. having to cover his face bc of that but claiming that it's "for other reasons" and he has new reasons like every 50 years lol - vtmb anon

vtmb anon i’m so sorry for getting to this so late my mental health declined like mad for a bit but it’s going up now cause i’m abt to graduate college and finally FINISH THIS STUPID FUCKING DEGREE GRRRR—

but anyways!

PLEASE DEAR GOD DM ME SO BAD I WANT TO TALK MORE ABOUT THIS WITH YOU PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEEEEEEEE I’VE BEEN WANTING TO BRAINSTORM MORE OF THESE IDEAS BUT I ROTTED MY BRAIN SO MUCH WITH OTHER THINGS THAT I CAN BARELY REMEMBER SOME OF THE LORE AND STUFF SURROUNDING VTMB AAAAAAHGHHHGHGJG

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I wonder if you still write for r6, if so could you please do one for glaz 🥹🥹🥹 the forced and rough ones (yayyy) but no pressure ~ only write it if you feel comfortable thx xxoo

hello! i do still write for r6 🥺 i just haven’t gotten much requests for the fandom ever since call of duty took my life over (as if i wasn’t hypterfixated on it for like 13 years) and i am comfortable with writing some hard smut! i decided to go for more of a CNC approach and if you’re uncomfortable with that, i deeply apologize! thank you for your patience! fic under the cut 🩵

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Glaz x GN!Reader: “Enemy” Fraternization

Trigger Warnings: NSFW, biting, fingering, slight edging if you squint, pre-planned CNC (consensual non-consent), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), creampie, breeding kink, makeshift gags, spanking, hard! to soft dom!glaz, aftercare,

“If you're not going to give me the information that I need, I see no issue in getting to shut you up and use any means necessary to get you to talk the moment you break.” An “enemy” Spetsnaz sniper growls right into your ear as he keeps you pinned up against a wall. You’d tried verbally and physically protesting against him, all for it to be completely futile. Your wrists were cuffed behind your back but that hadn’t stopped you from cursing at him and trying to get him off you via kicking at him. The sniper’s left hand then moved to grab a cloth and rope from his pocket and utility belt.

Furiously, you move your head from side to side, trying desperately to not let him do this to you. “Stop, you brute! Who do you think you are, huh?!” You exclaim to the “enemy” as he kept you pinned with just his body whilst his hands were focused on something much more important. The sniper ties the rope into a pretty sizable knot, one that could just easily fit into your mouth. He couldn't help but chuckle at your demands to know who he was, shaking his head as he mocked you for your small insult and demands.

The sniper tsks at you, stroking one of his gloved hands on your face. “You think I would just give you my name? You may call me Glaz for now, if it makes you feel any better,” the sniper finally gives you a name as he wraps the cloth around the knot. It’s only now where you see he made a form of ball gag just to keep you from protesting. Glaz then forces your mouth open and puts the knot inside as you attempt to bite down on your fingers. “Unh-uh, none of that. You don’t have a choice anymore, so you will not bite at the hand that will feed you,” Glaz teases you with another mocking laugh.

You attempt to bite down on his fingers, only to then finally bite down on the knot. “Ohh, there we go…now,” he purrs in your ear, hands working now to yank your head back using the ends of the rope, causing a muffled yelp to fall from your mouth. “No screaming. No kicking. Nothing,” Glaz pushes you into the room you’d been hiding out in. You stumble and nearly fall to the floor due to how hard his shove was. “Any resistance you give me will only make your interrogation much worse than I plan on having it be.”

Glaz grabs your handcuffs to stop you from trying to step away or attempt to run once you’re sdesk, leading you to bend you over the desk. “Now then, I’ll be making use of this…” he whispers into your ear as he moves his hands to grab at your waist, “wonderfully lovely body of yours to its fullest extent…and once you’ve been thoroughly used, I’ll take that knot out of your mouth and start asking questions.” His tone has become slightly chilling, but was most definitely a very warm welcome to your body. A shiver runs down your spine, causing Glaz to smirk under his kosynka.

“And who knows? Perhaps you will…” he trails off as he moves his kosynka down, kissing the shell of your ear before leaning down and planting several kisses against the side of your neck. “Enjoy yourself as much as I will. Your body already seems to be quite reactive,” Glaz’s hands move down towards your utility belt as he continues to taunt you. He pulls it off and drops it to the floor, the mix of things making a thud and a few extra sounds against the floor. You’re quick to notice his gloved hands making swift work of your jeans, opening them up and sliding his hand down your underwear.

You squirm a bit more, a heat blooming right from your core all over your body. Glaz can’t help but chuckle, his ring and middle fingers casually stroking your already wet slit with ease. “And there’s no doubt you’ll be completely receptive to what I do to you. Just feel how easily my fingers glide up,” he says as he slowly teases you, the pads of his gloved fingers applying enough pressure against your hole, “and down.” Glaz’s fingers then slowly move away, causing you to shiver.

He grins underneath the kosynka he was wearing, enjoying your little reactions. “Ohh, you like that a lot, don’t you? Don’t be afraid to sing a little song for me…nobody’s going to hear you with that makeshift gag in your mouth,” he teases with a curt laugh. “Nobody but me, at least.” His fingers continue to rub agonizingly slowly against you, causing you to squirm on the desk and whine at the sensations. It’d been a while since you’d been touched like this by another person this way, and it being by the “enemy” somehow just made you even more excited. Your legs part slightly as you struggle to keep them up, causing Glaz to scoff softly.

He then presses both his fingers into you, drawing out a long moan that’s caught by the gag as they slowly ease in further and further. “Fuck, you’re gripping my fingers so tightly, baby…you like that? You like being stuffed full with just two fingers?” He muses, starting to withdraw them so just the fingertips were left before plunging them back into you forcefully. A squeal of pure delight pushes out from your vocal cords, body tensing up and squirming just a bit more. The way you moved up against Glaz over and over again was making him hard, causing him to grunt and hiss every time.

Your eyes were starting to roll back into your head, ears listening in to the wet and arousing noises your needy little hole makes every time Glaz works his fingers in and out. He eventually starts pumping them faster, nipping on your ear as he feels you getting wetter and stickier against his fingers. “I’ll work you open a little more, and then? I’ll make sure you feel every inch of me. Maybe a cock inside of you will get you to eventually get you to give me the intel I need,” Glaz growls in your ear, his breathing already quite heavy at the thought of finally getting deep inside of you.

Shaking your head, you whine in protest and squirm a little more, making the sniper only chuckle at the way you react. “No, no, little sparrow. You don’t get to get away from this—this is your punishment for not giving me what I want. And now,” Glaz says as he withdraws his fingers from you before then bringing them up to his lips, grabbing the back of your head and forcing you to look at him, “I’m going to just take what I want.” He licks his fingers clean, staring deep into your eyes. A heat blooms across your face, traveling all throughout your body.

You couldn’t help but pant into the makeshift gag that the Spetsnaz sniper had made for you, eyes stuck on Glaz’s as he just about finished licking his fingers clean of your essence. Your eyes then shift down to see his hands moving to his pants, watching the way he lowered them to where they were just barely a quarter down his thighs. He then pulls his cock out of his boxers, stiff and aching to just be buried deep in you. Glaz then comes closer, pressing up against you until you could feel his cock in between the folds of your eager hole.

“You feel that? How hard you’ve made my cock from all your disobedience?” He questions you as he starts to grind the tip right up against your cute little hole. “I just wanted to talk—get some information and then leave—but you decided to be nothing more than a feeble brat who deserves what’s coming to her. You’re lucky I didn’t decide to slice your neck open the way my coworker would have advised me to…” Glaz then moves himself back, using one hand to help guide his cock right into you.

Your eyes roll back into your head and a deep moan gets muffled by the gag in your mouth at the stretch, feeling the way he just seems to slide in so easily. “Heh…look at you…are you going to let me fuck the brat you are out of you? Train you to be my little sparrow…do whatever I want you to?” Glaz asks, his breathing hard as he bottoms out inside you. His hands grip the back of your neck, pushing your head back down against the cold surface and holding you there.

Shaking your head causes the Russian to laugh as he begins rutting inside you as he keeps you pinned down. “Unh-uh…you’re going to lay face down on this desk…and take my cock in your greedy, little hole for your disobedience…” Glaz says as he straightens himself up and starts actually pumping you. The desk already rattles and scrapes against the floor with each stroke he gives you, mixing in with the sounds of your muffled moans and the sticky smacks of his hips against your own.

If you were already so close to an orgasm before, you were practically tipping over the edge now. The way you were pressed down put pressure on your lower stomach, causing your veins to slightly protrude as a louder moan rips through the room. Glaz chuckles and groans when he feels you come, grinning at the way you’ve practically squirted all over him and gotten his uniform dirty. “God damn…I knew I’d get you to squirt, but not this fast…nnh…good fucking pet…” he hisses pridefully. You whimper and whine loudly, body overstimulated now.

Glaz was unrelenting, eventually starting to pump inside you harder. His large hand then makes sharp contact with the cheek of your ass, causing you to yelp and slightly ruin your orgasm. Your eyes roll back down and turn to look at Glaz, glaring daggers at him. “What? Mad that I ruined it for you?” He laughs at you as his thrusting begins to pick up in pace, another smack creating a heat that bloomed much hotter than the rest of your body against your poor ass.

“Don’t worry,” Glaz taunts as he gives another smack, timing it with his more powerful thrusts now. “You’ll get to cum,” a much harder smack and a much harder thrust. “All over my cock more than once tonight, воробей. I’m going to make sure of it…” he growls into your ear. Glaz then moves your collar out of the way, biting down harshly on your neck, all of the pain he was giving you mixed with his powerful thrusts just numbed your brain even further. You could already feel another climax coming up so quickly, slick and soft walls squeezing him oh so tightly and making him feel like he was on top of the world.

“Come on, give it to me again…you want to cum again so badly?” Glaz continues to taunt you, biting you more as he becomes absolutely ravenous. He was obsessed with how you felt and he couldn’t get enough of it at all, and he never would. “Then do it. Just like you did earlier…like you do every night I get to fuck your greedy hole so hard it turns you into a cockdumb slut for me,” he hisses as his thrusting becomes much more erratic. Your vision was becoming blurry once more and you just nod your head.

Closing your eyes tightly, a loud moan rips through you as you climax almost immediately on command. He had been abusing your sweet spotwith every single thrust by this point, desperately almost, to see if he can get you to participate in his breeding kink. “Aww…such a good pet for me…always so good…” Glaz immediately shifts his personality, nuzzling up to you as he finally comes to a stop whilst emptying himself deep inside you the moment your own orgasm had hit. He kisses along your neck and cheek, pulling back slightly to remove the makeshift gag from your mouth.

“Now then…how are you feeling, любовник?” Glaz asks you, gently rubbing each side of your jaw. It takes you a moment to reply, feeling so freshly fucked out that you could barely think. Your body was practically resetting itself, not having expected yourself to enjoy this scenario so much. “S-So…fhh…so good, Timur…” you pant softly, smiling at your boyfriend sweetly. “Did I go too hard on you? I can get something for your jaw as well…that must not have been comfortable at all for you…” Glaz asks, commenting on the rope that was covered in cloth that he put in your mouth.

“Not too sure…we can figure it out later when we shower…” You say with a soft laugh, moving yourself up to reach back and kiss Glaz gently. His eyes go slightly wide before he eases into the kiss, rubbing your sore ass for a moment. You make a soft groan and pull back, playfully smacking his bicep, “That still hurts too, you know…rubbing it won’t really help,” you say jokingly, now making him be the one to give a soft laugh. “Ohh, but I missed your beautiful body so much. Won’t you just let me praise it even after I’ve bruised it?” he asks as his caresses become much gentler and lighter.

Rolling your eyes, you give him a quick peck and nod. “Fine, fine. Just keep being gentle like that, okay?” you tell him, compromising with Glaz’s little demands. “Yes, yes, I will be as gentle as possible. I missed you so much, baby…” he whispers softly, kissing your cheek twice. He then trails down to your jaw, to the side of your neck, and all the way to your shoulder. A pleased sigh falls from your lips, content with this whole scenario now that you’ve managed to play it out for the first time with the Spetsnaz sniper you called your boyfriend and coworker.

“I missed you so much more…thank you for actually engaging with me like that…you feeling okay mentally? It’s okay if you don’t want to do this again,” you reassure Glaz, checking in on him. He immediately shakes his head, “No, no!” he suddenly exclaims before then clearing his throat. “We can…plan to do this again…I really enjoyed that. I hope you can forgive me for being so cruel to you.” God, you fucking loved it when Glaz went from being so mean to you to being the most gentle and kind lover in the world.

He eventually pulls out of you and helps wipe you down before doing the same with himself, fixing your clothes and removing the handcuffs from you. Glaz’s aftercare was so sweet and so good that you felt you would never get this from any of the other Spetsnaz you knew aside from Tachanka. “Of course I forgive you. I knew what I signed up for when we planned this, and we both know that we also have nonverbal responses to communicate when you need to stop,” you reassure Glaz and turn around to embrace him.

His large arms wrap around you and he peppers your entire face in kisses now. “Ah, yes…you have a point…but it still feels nice to me to know you aren’t upset for what I did during that…even if you asked me to do it,” he says, the apologetic tone still in his voice. You pepper Glaz’s face in kisses back, even going so far as to suckle on his neck and leave a few marks on him. He groans and bites his lip, looking down at you. “Hm, you also raise a fair point…” You say one you pull back and stroke his cheek.

“I know that you get worried for me too, and I know something like that isn’t easy to do for your partners, so I’m very glad you trusted me enough to do this as well. I forgive you for any wrongdoing,” you say, finally giving Glaz the words he needed. “Thank you. Now let’s go and take a shower, okay?” he says as he lifts you into the bridal carry, making sure you arrive at the showers safely to clean up. Or…get just a little dirtier before then.

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nice.

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unfollowing so many of the fucking actors for COD cause they’re pro-israel/have been liking things that shame pro-palestine protests/liking things said by zionists

here’s a link to a thread i saw on twitter listing all of them currently, i don’t know anything about neil or barry or any of the other actors and VAs aside from the ones listed here. elliot knight being like this whilst his sister is actively pro-palestine is fucking shocking.

i know i haven’t posted anything about it here, but i have been very vocal that i stand with palestine outside of tumblr. if you don’t like that, you can unfollow and block me because i don’t want to argue with someone over a literal genocide. 🏞️🌊🍉🆓

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@giftober 2023 | day 16: tropes. ↳ call of duty: modern warfare ii (2022)

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for Inquisitor, you will be missed♥

tried to create his model based on his cosplay

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can you write a task force 141 smut with a female reader who decides to help them after they were ambushed and hit with heavy aphrodisiacs? it’d be soooooo hot

NAH CAUSE YOURE SO REAL I REMEMBER READING A WHOLE FIC ABOUT SOMETHING ALONG THESE LINES AND I’VE ALWAYS WANTED TO TRY IT KSJDKSJDKS thank you so much anon this request is in fact so hot…sorry it took so long to publish! i have a limit on word counts and this…uh…this has 5,695 words…and ngl i might make a part 2 to this!

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Task Force 141 (Roach Included) x Female!Reader: Safe Hands

Trigger Warnings: NSFW, smut, multiple partners, fingering, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), double penetration, creampies; sex pollen (basically same concept), dubious consent, handjobs, oral sex; praise, breast play, body worship, biting, pet names (princess, Bonnie), callsign as name

In being a combat medic, you’d had a lot of shit to deal with. But one thing that you had never heard of was a biochemical—a “sleeping” gas in the mission objectives—that was intended to be used to arouse enemies like you and your fellow Task Force members; administered via an inhalant within a remote detonating gas canister. There was a frightened chemist that stayed behind after the facility was raided and luckily for you, you were the only sensible one that went to the facility donning a gas mask. As the chemist activates the canister planted just above your guys’ heads, your eyes widen. “Cover your noses!” You exclaim all too late.

Price, Johnny, Simon, and Kyle are all hit by it and start coughing loudly. It’s a suspiciously red gas, one that you’re still able to move through. You swiftly move out from the gas, rushing towards the chemist and aiming your weapon at him. “Get those fucking hands in the air!” You command, frightening the chemist even more as he drops the detonator on the ground. His arms fly up into the air and as you approach him, the sound of your entire squad coughing sends a rage through you. “What’s in the canister?!” Your voice booms in the room despite the mask on your face, eyes angry as the chemist trembles. “I-It’s an aphrodisiac! The formula was a bust but once they heard that you were coming, they wanted me to test it and make sure you couldn’t fight back…” he explains.

You glower at the poor chemist, knowing what you have to do now. You then detain him, putting cuffs on his wrists and zip-tying his ankles together to make sure he doesn’t think of running. “Where’s the documents for it? We’ll be taking everything with us,” you say, no longer pointing your weapon at the chemist. “Th-They’re all on the desk across from you…” he says, watching you then walk over to the desk. “Your friends are going to stay like that for a while…I’m so sorry, miss…” the chemist apologizes. “I don’t need your apology—I need to know how to flush that aphrodisiac out,” you say, tucking the documents you have in your hands into your medical bag.

The chemist remains silent for a bit, anxious about your reaction to what he says, “You…I’m so sorry, but you’ve gotta flush it out via intercourse.” Body freezing in place, you slowly turn towards your teammates, who are struggling to hold themselves up as they continue to cough and wheeze. “Fucking—what?!” Simon exclaims between coughs. “No…there has to be another way, dammit…you can’t be that fucking stupid to have not made a counter-agent to this…” Price snarls, groaning softly as he tries to hold himself up. Gary, Johnny, and Kyle just continue to cough and groan, slumping to the linoleum floor.

“Fuck…fuck!” You exclaim, frantically trying to decide on helping your friends or securing the chemist. Saying nothing more, you just lift the chemist and rush him out to the van to speak with him for a bit. “Are you fucking sure? Swear to me right now that the only way to help them is by…engaging in that,” you urge him, becoming bashful at the prospect of fucking your own squad mates to help them flush out what was in their system. “I-I-I swear! Please…what are you going to do to me?” The chemist asks you, frightened at the way you’re glaring at him despite the bashful gaze in your eyes.

You sigh deeply, shaking your head as a heat blooms all across your body. “My squad and I will be taking you in for questioning—whether you did this all willingly or by force—you’ve still committed a crime,” you begin, settling him into the back of the van you all came in properly. “Now just do me a favor, and get comfortable in that little seat of yours. I’ll have to deal with this before I can call in an extraction from Nikolai…” Your last sentence is a whisper, tightening the restraints on the chemist just to make sure he escapes. You also stealthily slip a chip into his lab coat pocket, just to keep track of him in case his captors come and get him again.

Stepping out of the van, you shut and lock it all up, leaving the windows down just a bit so he doesn’t die in there. Making your way back into the facility, your guard is up tenfold due to you being the only one capable of fighting against hostiles. Once you’re back to the Captain and others, you see all five men writhing on the floor. They’ve removed their body armor, shedding the protective gear and were clawing at their clothing. They’re sweating profusely, eyes half-lidded and chests heaving from how hard they breathed. “Nnnh…nice to see that you’d rather focus on…that stupid chemist than us…” Price growls at you, trying to get himself back up. You shush the Captain, kneeling to him first and checking his pulse.

The moment your gloved fingers make contact with his skin alone, it only makes him writhe even more. “Was he—ahh, fuck—was he serious about what he was saying? That the only way to get this stupid fucking thing out of us…is intercourse?” Johnny adds in, staring at you as you start to take off your gas mask before lifting your balaclava off. “He’s probably lying out of his ass but,” you trail off, feeling a heat bloom all across your face and down between your legs, “if it’s the only way that I can do it—I’ll take one for the team.” This statement of righteousness makes Gary chuckle, as well as Kyle and Johnny.

“Yeah? Trusty Gambit…we can…always rely on you for a last minute save…” Kyle says breathlessly before groaning, sitting himself up against the wall a little. As you focus yourself on Price now, you don’t even realize the four other men crawling towards you. “Be careful what you offer, Gambit,” the Captain teases you. “What do you me—“ you speak, only to be swiftly cut off once you feel Kyle, Gary, Johnny, and Simon’s hands making quick work of your gear and uniform. They’re practically insatiable, growling or panting heavily as they take everything off you. Before you could even protest, Price suddenly sits himself up and grabs the back of your head.

He pushes you towards him, capturing your lips in a heated and desperate kiss. The others have begun to touch and grab you all over, greedy hands and lips kissing and biting your most sensitive spots. Jolting slightly at the sudden touching, your body becomes tense as Price kisses you. Trying to pull away is meaningless, as Johnny and Kyle have got their tight grips on you. “Unh-uh, love,” Simon coos into your ear, lips pressed right up against the shell as he kisses it, “you stay right where you are…and let us do what we want to…” He then nibbles the shell of your ear, moving down to then kiss and suck on your neck.

You can’t help but moan as you kiss Price, Johnny and Kyle finding themselves latched to your breasts. They suck on your nipples messily, getting their drool all over your chest. “That’s it, love…let us do what we want with you…you’re in the most capable hands ever…” Gary teases you. This makes Price chuckle, pulling away from the kiss just to start sucking on the other side of your neck. His facial hair scratches you in the nicest of ways, making you whimper and moan almost pathetically the more they continue to barrage you with pleasure. “Can’t believe it took a bloody aphrodisiac to get Gary to talk…” Price comments.

Gary rolls his eyes, now just gently squeezing your thighs. Kyle notices Gary’s slight apprehension, seeing as how he’s just squeezing at you, and he pulls away from your breast. “Gary…c’mere…” he says. You can’t help but whine when Kyle pulls off you, but he gives you a quick kiss on your areola. “Shh…Gary’ll take care of you here now, okay?” His voice, while filled with desire and arousal, is still as soft and gentle as you remember. “F-Fine…just don’t stop for too long…” you whine, watching Kyle and Gary switch positions. “Needy little thing, aren’t you?” Price says, teasing you as he pulls away from your now heavily bruised neck. “Bet you’re just as needy as we are, eh?” Simon chimes in, looking over the work he and Price have made of your neck.

You’re practically trembling in pleasure already, feeling yourself get a little overwhelmed by the amount of men paying attention to you. “Shut it…be glad I’m even helping you,” you scold, looking down at Gary and Johnny as they focus their efforts on your breasts. Johnny starts nibbling at your nipple, making you give a shrill moan of ecstasy, “O-Oh!” you cry out, left hand gripping onto Johnny’s mohawk instinctively. The man growls at you like an animal the moment you grip onto his hair, his breathing getting much harder. Gary, on the other hand, stares at your face as Johnny continues on. You look down at Gary, using your other hand to lift his own balaclava slightly.

“Don’t be so shy…let me help you…” your voice beckons to him. Gary’s eyes go wide, eyebrows furrowing upwards as he then slowly leans forward. Just like Kyle, except maybe a little more, he keeps himself gentle with you. It’s like he’s afraid of doing something you won’t like, despite you basically offering your entire body to him and the rest of the 141. Gary moans softly just at the taste of your skin, eyes closed and tongue tentatively flicking against your nipple for a few moments before then enveloping his soft lips around the mound of flesh. “Mmh…there you go, Gary…g-good boy…” you whisper, praising him a little. He gives an enthusiastic moan, continuing to suckle on your breast.

Simon and Price then move both their hands to your thighs, squeezing them tenderly and scraping their nails gently against the inner spots. Kyle’s behind you, gripping your hips a bit before moving his hands down to gently grope your ass. This gains all the men another moan of delight from you, making them groan in unison. “Such a good fucking girl…letting us all use you like this…I bet you’re aching for us…” Johnny teases you, moving away from your left nipple to your shoulder. “And I could say the exact same thing to you…look at how greedy you’re all being with each other, Sergeant,” you tease back, trying to keep your composure.

“Heh…I think you’ve got us there, Gambit,” Simon chuckles. His hand then slowly slides between your legs, middle finger brushing up against that bundle of nerves in between your legs. You can’t help but gasp as everyone is able to feel your body as it trembles from Simon’s mischievous touch. “And I think I’ve got you…” he teases, leaning forward and kissing you now. Simon’s greedy finger tantalizingly strokes up and down your slick lips, your own arousal having gotten to the extent where everyone can hear how wet you are. “You hear yourself, love? Bet we can make even more of a mess outta you,” Price chimes in.

All you can do is whimper, hand reaching down and gripping onto Simon’s wrist as he continues his slow and teasing pace. “P-Please…stop teasing me like this,” you whine, hips slightly bucking against Simon’s finger. He chuckles, starting to focus on your sensitive clit. You let out a sharper, louder moan as he does this before choking slightly on your spit when Price suddenly slips his fingers deep into your wet cunt. “Oh…you’re so tight, Gambit,” he muses softly into your ear. “I can’t wait to make a fucking mess of you, Sergeant—I’m gonna show you why I’m a Captain…” Price’s teasing alone makes you whimper.

“Yes! Fuck, yes, Captain…oh, you’re already making a mess of me!” you moan, grinding yourself against Simon and Price’s hands. “She’s taking your finger quite well, yeah Captain? Look at how desperate she’s getting…” Johnny muses, biting down on your shoulder. “Hah! G-Gently, MacTavish! That…hurts like hell!” You exclaim, wincing between moans. “It’s alright love—you can be good and take a little pain, can’t you?” Kyle teases you, leaning down and kissing the back of your neck. “Just a wee bit, Gambit. I promise I’ll be gentler,” Johnny purrs in your ear, nibbling on your earlobe gently.

You whine as Price starts to thrust his finger in and out of you, fucking your needy cunt like this to get you ready. Mind foggy, you nod at what Johnny and Kyle say, “Yeah…yeah, I guess I can take a little pain.” This makes Johnny laugh, “Oh, Bonnie…” he growls, latching himself to your shoulder once again and biting down harder than before. His sharper canines dig into your skin, almost enough to break it. “F-Fuck! Johnny!” You cry out loudly. “You’re okay…I got you…” Gary whispers softly. He presses gentle kisses to your other shoulder, as if trying to comfort you from the pain of Johnny’s biting.

“How about we come up with a safe word, okay? Just in case we do something you don’t really like,” Gary suggests, leaning up and kissing your face all over. You giggle softly, wincing when Johnny bites into you hard enough to draw some blood this time around. “Then…let’s go with,” you say as your eyes scan the room for an item to use as your safe word, eventually landing on a Erlenmeyer flask filled with an unknown liquid. “Flask,” you suggest. Johnny, upon hearing you just say it, immediately unlatches his teeth from your shoulder. Giving him a soft smile, you stroke his hair a little bit. “Flask it is then. Now come here…” Gary whispers.

He kisses you softly, swallowing each and every moan that comes from your throat as Simon and Price continue to rub at your clit and finger you. Kyle’s still gripping your ass, and Johnny starts sucking on the fingers of your left hand. “Hey love?” Kyle calls your attention, making Gary pull away just so you could respond. “Mmh…yeah?” You ask softly, moaning louder now that Gary isn’t muffling you. “You ever tried anal before?” Kyle asks you, his finger now lightly rubbing against your hole. Gasping softly, you shake your head furiously out of embarrassment. “No, never…” you say, whimpering.

The five men then look amongst themselves, as if wanting to compete for who will be the one to do it. “I’m already here—none of you are moving me out of the way,” Kyle says, giving everyone a slightly cocky smirk. “Tsk…tosser…” Simon grumbles, rolling his eyes as he then starts to rub your clit faster. This garners a sharp moan from you, as if doing it to make you make the decision. “N-No! Don’t…don’t you dare make me choose…” you say, growling softly as your body hunches forward in pleasure. “You’ve got to, Gambit. Be a good girl for me, and choose who you want to fuck that tight ass of yours…” Johnny says in a sultry tone directly in your right ear.

You shake your head again, hearing Kyle spit behind you. “Come on love—make a decision,” he says, getting his now wet finger close to your hole once more. “You then!” You exclaim, looking back at Kyle with an embarrassed expression. His smirk only widens, and he leans forward to kiss your cheek. “Good girl. Thanks for your permission, love,” he teases you as he turns your face forward. “Not fair…” Johnny grumbles, going back to sucking on your fingers. “Come off it, MacTavish. Gambit’s got the right to make her decisions as she wants,” Gary says, rolling his eyes a little before he goes back to kissing you.

“I know, I know! It’s just…I’m so needy right now…” Johnny says as he moves back down to your chest, giving a frustrated huff. “My cock’s straining in my jeans so much and…I just need relief right now…” Johnny’s statements make the Captain chuckle, as he then removes his fingers from you. You whine at the sudden emptiness, shaking your head as you continue to kiss Gary. “You’re in luck then, MacTavish—there’s been a vacancy,” Price says teasingly, watching the young Scotsman’s eyes go wild at this. “You serious, Captain? Thought you’d be the one taking her first,” Johnny says, looking at you as you start to practically make out with Gary.

All you could do is give him a nod, your eyes widening slightly once you feel Kyle starting to gently slip a finger inside of you. “Oh, you’re a tight one aren’t you? Anybody ever had you here?” He asks the question so nonchalantly, and it makes you embarrassed to even admit whether you’ve done such a thing or not. “No…so you’d better be gentle there until I’m adjusted…” your voice comes out as a whine now, eyes watching Johnny as he begins to unbuckle his utility belt. He makes quick work of his jeans after, pulling them down just enough to where you can see the way he bulged in his boxers.

Johnny grins at you, and he pulls his throbbing cock out of his boxers now. Precum leaks from the tip and you can’t help but reach down to touch it. Clearly sensitive, Johnny hisses as he throws his head back in pleasure at your touch alone. You can feel him throbbing in your hand, his pulse pumping all throughout his body it seemed. “Go on…be a good girl and stroke it,” he goads you on, gripping your smaller hand with his own. You nod, looking at Gary once more, “Come to my left? I want…to kiss and bite at your neck.” His eyes go wide, and he enthusiastically moves to your left. This gives Johnny, Price, and Simon to help move you into place by gripping your hips and thighs.

As they’re doing this, Kyle starts to finally thrust his finger in and out of you slowly and it catches you completely off guard. “A-Ah…oh fuck…K-Kyle…” you moan softly, continuing to stroke Johnny’s cock at his pace. Johnny groans and hisses in pleasure, watching your hand move at the same pace as his. “Feelin’ good?” Kyle asks teasingly, lifting his eyebrows a little as he kisses at your neck once again, moving his finger just a little bit faster. You kiss at Gary’s neck, feeling him tense up and hearing him tense. “Yes, yes…oh, this feels so good…” you whimper against Gary’s neck. Kyle chuckles softly before kissing the shell of your ear, “Good. We’re about to make you feel so much better soon.”

You can’t even register what he means by that, as Kyle slips a second finger into you once he pushes you to be directly over Johnny’s aching cock. “You ready, princess?” Johnny asks you, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he watches Kyle position himself at the same time. Giving him a nod, you then let out a startled moan once you feel Kyle starting to slowly ease himself into your ass instead of Johnny pushing into your pussy, his hands greedily gripping at your cheeks. He groans lowly, watching you continue to pump Johnny’s cock in front of all of them. The two of them notice you moving your hand a little faster, as if using it as a method to distract yourself from the new and painful stretch.

“Ease up, ease up…s’okay…you’re doing…so good for me, princess” Kyle praises you, moaning and groaning right against your ear. He continues to push himself into you, and all you can do is whimper and whine in pain. Simon and Price begin to kiss your face all over, stroking your head and shoulders as Kyle continues sliding himself inside of you. You didn’t even realize he was already prepared to take you first and as a result, begin to tremble with excitement. “You’re alright…you’re okay…just breathe…” Gary silently coos, kissing your neck gently.

You nod furiously, eyes screwed shut as you desperately try to relax yourself and take Kyle down to the hilt. He continues to remain slow as he pushes in before finally getting his entire length sheathed. Kyle groans repeatedly into your ear, head coming down to rest on your shoulder as he keeps himself as still as possible. “Nobody move Gambit—sweet thing’s gotta get all accustomed to the stretch,” Simon commands everyone, despite how badly his own cock aches in his pants uncomfortably. He wanted nothing more than to grab the back of your head and thrust himself into your mouth, fucking your pretty throat til he came down it . He makes a slight hiss at the smallest of movements he makes.

“We’ll only move you once it’s time you take my cock, alright?” Johnny reassures you all the while still feeling incredibly impatient himself. “Sounds…s-sounds good, yeah…” you say, giving a bit of a weak smile. Your eyes eventually open, feeling yourself accustomed to the way Kyle felt. “Alright, now it’s Johnny’s turn…you sure you’ll be okay taking all our cocks at the same time?” He asks you, kissing your shoulder now as he keeps still. All you give him is a simple nod, and seeing you be this silent despite the moans you’d been giving up until now left everyone in anticipation to see just how much louder you could get.

Johnny then seems to adjust himself beneath you, having Kyle sink you down right into his cock gently. You were clearly much more prepared here, as Simon and Price made sure you were wet enough once the time came. Gary seems to watch in slight awe, seeing you taking two cocks at once was rather exciting; he could only imagine what would happen once the rest of them joined. The moment you’ve got Johnny deep inside you now, you can hear him already grunting and growling softly like an animal. “Steamin’ Jesus, Bonnie…heh, you’re *tight*…” he groans. His hands then come up and grip your waist tightly, trying to keep himself stable.

“Sh-Shut it…you guys are only making this feel a little embarrassing…” you say, looking at Johnny before looking back at Kyle. “How’s your patience holding up…?” You then ask him, making him grunt softly as he thinks of a response despite his rapid thoughts. “Wearing…bloody thin, Gambit…can’t really…h-hold back for long, I reckon…” Kyle says through gritted teeth. A slight pang of guilt rushed within your body for a moment, feeling bad for having made him wait so long. Your body involuntarily squeezes around both Johnny and Kyle as they remain still inside of you, making the duo groan simultaneously in pleasure. “S-Sorry…” you apologize.

They don’t seem to give you a response, still trying to hold themselves back from moving immediately and hurting you. “So, how’s that pretty little throat of yours work on a cock?” Price suddenly asks, causing Simon to feel just a little territorial. “Oi, I call dibs on training that cute throat. You can have your turn once I’m spent,” he says abruptly, causing the Captain to raise his hands in what appeared to be surrender. “Alright, alright, relax. You can go ahead and take Gambit’s mouth then, son.” He says this to Simon with a bit of a cheeky smile on his face, and a look of immense jealousy in his eyes. You’ve been able to tell that Price has had some fixation on your lips and tongue, as he constantly stared at him.

“Is there anything I could possibly do for you?” Gary then asks, still wanting some form of release and intimacy as much as the others. You think for a moment before coming to a conclusion, “Here…since Johnny isn’t necessarily in the way, I’ll have Simon get in front of me. You can take either the left or the right…I’ll just have to stroke you for now…” you explain softly, trying to keep your composure. Gary nods, he, Price, and Simon now moving into their respective positions. This was an all new experience for you, and you weren’t sure just how long the aphrodisiac was going to last. Or if you’d even end up being able to walk by the time this was over.

With Simon right in front of you now, he can’t help but look down at you with a smirk underneath his mask. He and the others would be liars if they said they never wanted to do something like this with you; seeing you sat on your knees, taking Johnny and Kyle’s cock inside of you sent a throb to his own. He saw the way you gripped Price’s and Gary’s, listening to their soft hisses and seeing the way their heads tilt back in pleasure from your touch alone. “Ready for this, princess?” Simon asks, grabbing the back of your head and lining up the tip of his cock to your mouth. You ache to just lean forward to lick the precum that’s been leaking out of it, seeing a bead drip just a bit, but know far better than to do that.

There’s a bit of silence after; the air was tense with anticipation. You were in this deep already, so there was no more backing out. “I’m ready,” you keep your response short and swift, practically seeing Simon smile with his eyes through the holes of his balaclava. “Atta girl…stick your tongue out for me and breathe in,” he commands you, pushing your head forward. You do as you’re told, sticking your wet and eager tongue out. Johnny and Kyle take your word of preparedness and begin to thrust themselves into you. Simon slots his cock, throbbing and heavy, right into your mouth. A deep groan falls from his lips, jaw then clenching tightly as he starts to fuck your throat. “Oh…steamin’ Jesus, Gambit…” Johnny moans, enjoying the tight and wet grip of your pussy around him.

Your hands start pumping Gary and Price simultaneously and the two have to practically grip your forearm with both their hands to make sure they don't collapse. The room was filled with the sound of wet skin slapping hard, sloppy gags and moans; anything you’d normally hear between just one partner was happening with four more in your case. It gets hard to breathe, your throat tightening due to the lack of oxygen. Simon keeps his eyes on you, grunting and groaning as he continues to thrust his cock down your throat. There was a sparkle within those deep brown eyes of his, filled with a profound admiration for you. “That’s it…such a good princess you are, yeah? Being…mmgh…so fucking good for your squad…”

He suddenly praises you, pulling himself out of your mouth for a bit. “Go ahead and breathe for a bit…and be sure to let your teammates know just how good this feels for you…” Your moans are much clearer now, mouth no longer occupied by anything else, as you cry out for two of your three Sergeants. “Ah—fuck! So good, my teammates are making me feel alive!” You praise their performance, enjoying the way they wildly buck themselves into your ass and pussy simultaneously. “Good…you deserve to feel this good …we promise to make sure that this sensation never stops…” Kyle groans in your ear, biting down on the shell of it. His hands grip your ass tighter, holding onto your soft flesh with more force.

“Yeah, you’re doing so damn good for us, Bonnie…it’s only fair that we reward you for it…being so kind as to let us all fuck you,” Johnny growls, gripping at your waist much tighter. He was obsessed with your stomach, watching himself make a slight bulge right at the lower section of it. “Taking my cock…so good…you’re gonna fucking milk me dry? Hm, Gambit? Gonna take every last drop we can give you?” Johnny says, barraging you with questions in regards to everyone’s pleasure. “Yes! Oh, yes! I-I’ll take every last drop…please just…don’t stop,” you cry out, looking up at Simon with a desperate look once more. Simon nods and watches you sticking your tongue out for him, sliding into your mouth again.

Captain Price chuckles softly, his hips starting to thrust into your fist as you hold onto your forearm. “Bloody hell…I could stare at you like this all fucking night…” he moans, biting his bottom lip. Price’s brows have furrowed tightly, focused on your and his pleasure as you jerked him off. Gary pants softly, his hands gripping you tightly. He’s become completely nonverbal at this time, only ever whimpering and whining. It was honestly really cute to you, just watching the usually mute teammate buck his hips desperately into your fist as you and listening to him whimper. “S-So…good…oh, I love when you do this, Gambit…” Gary whines.

Looking up at his face, you can see him giving you the prettiest of eyes. They’re so round and though you can’t see the rest of Gary’s face due to his balaclava, the saliva stain where his mouth was was more than enough for you to tell he was enjoying all of this more than you’d initially thought. Kyle starts to pick up his pace now, alternating his thrusts from Johnny’s as well to bring you double the pleasure. Your moans grow louder despite you choking on Simon’s cock, feeling so full even when one of them hasn’t moved much. “M’gonna start moving your hips back and forth on Johnny, alright princess?” Kyle says, before pushing your hips forward by just your upper glutes.

A much louder moan seems to come from Johnny beneath you, his head pressed against the floor harder now. Johnny’s eyes then screwed shut, as he started to try and push himself harder into you. “Yeah, that’s it princess. Feel my cock starting to hit you right at…the best…spot!” He grunts, hitting your cervix now that the head has finally been brushing upon it enough. A startled moan causes your throat to tighten on Simon’s cock, hands now fumbling slightly with Price and Gary. The trio starts to moan louder, getting close to the edge with you. Kyle starts thrusting harder, the force pushing you forward more and continuing to stimulate you.

You were starting to get close to your limit, soft walls starting to clench impossibly tight around Johnny and Kyle. Price and Gary had to start moving your hands for you, gripping onto your fists and moving your hands faster. “Mmm, you gonna come for us, princess? So soon? We’ve only just begun, dearest…” Price teases you, giving you a bit of a wicked grin. His teasing makes you convulse even more around Johnny and Kyle, garnering much louder moans from them. “Well if you’re so desperate to come…you can have exactly…that!” Kyle growls in your ear. His thrusting was erratic, and he continued grinding your hips back and forth until you couldn’t handle it.

It was harder to breathe than before the closer you were to your orgasm and just when you thought you were about to pass out, you feel Simon pull out of your mouth for a bit just so you can breathe a little better. “C’mon princess…hurry it up and breathe…I need to come…right down your throat…” he commands gently and a bit impatiently, watching Price and Gary come a little closer to your face. Johnny and Kyle continue what they’re doing, lost in their own movements as they pound into you repeatedly. “Mmpf! Okay, okay…I…I-I’m…trying…” you breathe, trying to breathe in as much safely. Giving Simon one last nod, he slips himself into your mouth again and thrusts a few more times.

“Good princess…now come for me…for us…” Simon urges you softly, praising you. The moment you’re seemingly given permission, you moan loudly against Simon’s cock before finally coming undone. Kyle is the first to tumble after you, gently pumping himself in and out of you now to ride out his orgasm. “Fuckin’ hell…so damn good…” he moans softly, now holding onto you for support. “Hffh…hngh…fuck!” Johnny grunts, pushing your body down a bit using the hold he has on your waist to give one last push up into you. “Close your eyes, princess…don’t wanna get anything into those beautiful things…” Price warns you.

For now, you close your eyes and flinch slightly once you feel him and Gary finishing on your face. The ropes of semen that land there seem to stay there for a moment, as Simon now finally finds himself to be the one toppling over the edge. “Ahhh…good princess…you took all our loads so well…mmpf…” he praises you as he tries to come back to his senses. You swallow every drop, gagging on the unfamiliar texture of the foreign liquid as it shoots down your throat. “Oi…you reckon we should try moving out soon? I know…it feels impossible…but maybe it’d be better if we were in a safer environment…and not enemy lines…” Gary suggests once he comes to.

“Yeah, we’ll try and move out soon. My cock’s still fucking aching but…I suppose this relief now will suffice…” Price says as he watches a bunch of drool drip down your bottom lip and chin the moment Simon pulled out. “Just don’t think you’re out of the woods yet, Gambit…I’ve still gotta get myself a feel of that pretty little tongue…it’d be best to train that throat of yours with different sizes, eh?” The others seem to chuckle softly at the idea, finding it amusing once they see the bashful look on your face once you wipe some of Gary’s and Price’s semen off your face. “Don’t tease me…now can we please help me clean up if that’s the case…? M’all wet…” you seem to whine.

The mission itself may have been over and considered a failure, but the thought of having a few more rounds with your squad excited you. You just had to get back to base, and soon; all five men weren’t anywhere near finished with you and the privacy was about to let things get a lot hotter.