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Alejandro 

You were on base with him. It had been a super slow day but you enjoyed it because your schedules matched up. Most of it had been spent in Alejandro's large office, you two sitting in silence while doing paperwork. You and Alejandro were usually loud but it's days like this that make you certain that you love him. Just peeking over your papers and getting eye contact. The smirk he gives back, the twinkle in his eyes, god it could keep you up for days. Just that image of him.. 

Of course after sitting down for hours you needed to move. He led you to the training area and you had a blast. Training was always more exciting with someone else but it was magical with a man like Alejandro. 

The way his arms flexed when he would lift the weights. The way his thigh muscles could be seen moving in the hip adduction machine. Of course he knew you were staring and he made sure you saw he added your exact weight to his hip thrusts… 

It was the subtle ways Alejandro could seduce you further. He was all talk with many others but these unspoken flirtations were his attempts at showing his attention was purely on you. And you had to admit it worked. 

He scoffed at you when you suggested with a wink that you’d shower together. “Lo siento amor, can't be caught fooling around like that on my own base” He grinned “Though i’ll make sure to grant you your wish next time we’re home, ok?” He winked and you separated to wash off the sweat. 

You didn't say where you’d meet up again. You didn't think much of it but after 2 hours of no Alejandro and waiting at his office you went looking for him. 

Not in the kitchen, not in the common room. He was with Rodolfo in the training area. ..Cute you thought to yourself as you watched them brawl. 

Like a lightbulb lighting over your head you got an idea. Finding a way more mischievous use for the water bottle you held in your hand. 

You snuck up to them, hiding amongst the training equipment. Alejandro had his back turned to you and rodolfo was solely focused on taking the taller man down. “Try to catch me hermano - bet you can’t” Alejandro teased. Rudolfos eyes as usual barked back a louder response than his mouth. His eyes darted over to you as you were nearing your boyfriend. He was a smart man who immediately refocused his eyes back into staring down Alejandro’s. Though now he sported a smirk. “What's with the sudden change in confidence, really think you can intimidate me amigo?” Alejandro spat in a mocking tone. Though shortly his breath hitched and he yelped. You poured your ice cold water all down his back. 

He turned around sulking, slightly shivering due to the drastic temperature change. He had barely started sweating again but his shirt was soaking wet and clung to his strong muscles. He let out a low whine “Por quééééé”  

Rudolfo snickered, now behind Alejandro “ Gracias, Y/n” he tossed his friend a towel, warm by the gym's temperature. 

“Stabbed in the back by my own amor de mi vida” Alejandro dramatically moaned, grabbing his chest in pretend physical pain. You scoffed and kissed him on the cheek. “Feel better now” you held his face in your hands. He pulled you in by your shirt collar and you could feel his forever warm chest up against yours. He went in a bit and licked from your collarbone to your ear lobe. Too distracted to hear Rudolfo silently backing out of the room to give you your privacy. “Maybe, but I'll get my payback sometime baby” He’d whisper before shoving you away playfully.  

After a long day together you ended up on the roof of the base. It was a secret spot that was reserved for just Alejandro - and now you. As unbelievable as it was to you, it was also kept secret from Rodolfo. 

You had taken two thermo containers of coffee / tea out with you. As well as some simple biscuits. But the aura still felt heavy coated in luxury when you looked up towards the sky, in the arms of the man you loved so much. You admired his relaxed face in the pale moonlight. Caught up in massaging his hand you didn't notice he had fallen asleep. Only when you heard the familiar sound of his light snoring, did you go to look at him again in his now slumbing state. He was normally cute, but in his current state he was adorable. 

You initially had no intention of waking him up but that changed when he transformed from a peaceful state to a groaning stirring mess. You were scared that he was having a nightmare and contemplated waking him up. 

That was before you looked down to see a bulge not present before - and heard what was suspiciously horny noise mewling out of his mouth. 

You flushed at the lewd noise. Wanting to help out but after all he seemed more than hesitant to do that stuff on his base. However, this was his secret spot… You slid a hand under the blankets covering you both. Snaking your hand down, pushing his shirt to the side and rubbing the base of his cock with probably a shockingly cold hand. He responded with a little puff of air and a thrust of his hips into your hand. 

His dick was warm and you laughed at using it as a hand warmer. His cock grew harder with each stroke and his eyebrows knitted themself into patterns on his forehead. He wore his focused expression but with closed eyes instead. 

You dragged his pants down, slightly cringing at the thought of his sensitive skin hitting the cool night air. Your solution? Taking as much of him into your mouth and rubbing his thighs trying to keep his warmth. 

Alejandro woke himself up with a guttural groan. He was quick to figure out the situation, he hadn't fallen into deep sleep. His chest rising and falling as he lifted a hand to brush your hair with his fingers. 

“Fuccck cariño, you look espléndido debajo de mí~” he’d be too needy, too cocky to stop himself from thrusting into your throat. Throwing his head back as he did so. 

He wouldn't care how he’d cum. Either cumming on your chest or deep in your throat, it didn't matter. He just wanted his mark on you. 

“Feel better now?” You’d joke and he chuckled, interrupted by distorted breathing. 

After he did catch up with his breath, though, he'd be on you like an animal, smirking in that magical way. 

“ I need you baby, so so bad” He’d hover over you, pulling you into a heavenly makeout session, so close to the stars. 

König

It had started the day before. You had no real way of knowing if König was just busy or if he was, like your gut was telling you, ignoring you. Some days it was just difficult figuring what was happening in that gorgeous covered head walking 2 meters above the ground. 

You didn't always know what was going on inside of his head but you'd give him space if he needed it.

Going to the common kitchen for a hot cup of coffee you saw him pour his own. Taking the time to admire your boyfriend as he was standing out like a sore thumb in the small tea kitchen.

Of course, he'd know you were staring. A soldier in his rank would be dead if he couldn't notice your ogling eyes. But he didn't say anything, just turned on his heel. You thought he’d sit at the small metal table, but no, he stormed out of the room, through the opposite door. Which was further away than the one you just came from, you noted to yourself.

Ok so he was mad. While watching the instant coffee melt, then foam up, you thought of what you could do. It wasn't easy to confront him like this. You two would be texting frequently when either of you was away, but right now you were both here and it felt obnoxious to text him when he was right there.

“Man problems, huh?” You heard the teasing tone of Soap coming up from behind you. 

“How do you know that?” You question him. Staring at him you knew that if HE knew - there was a good chance it ment bad news. 

“Sorry i notice the 2’ meter and hell man running away from his ‘little rodent’ or whatever he calls you' You snort, thinking fondly of the actual nickname your boyfriend called you during the softer moments together. Little mouse, you wanted to be his little mouse in his shirt pocket right about now. It bothered you deeply that he was acting this way, and soaps expression turned slightly less smirky when he saw your expression change. 

“Yeah i don't know he seems upset at me but i don't know why” you sighed. Soap gave you the best advice he had, which was useless anyways. His relationship dynamics not matching yours at all. 

König continued to not even look in your general direction for the rest of the day. You got tired of it and tried to call him before bed. He didn't pick up. You wrote him a message before throwing away your phone and going to sleep. “Hey what's up? Please talk to me König.” Your message was left to read. 

The alarm called its usual warcry at 6 am. You had gotten your hours but felt restless. The situation with König was affecting you more than you thought it would. Especially looking at your phone and seeing that König had not returned anything. He could be really upset if you did not respond to him reaching out. You couldn't blame him for his anxiety but at this moment it felt especially cold. Fuck this, you’d confront him. 

First thing in the morning you had a briefing and Soap was really enjoying this new aura on you. You stayed silent, frustration bubbling underneath your skin. You stood up and left with a loud bang of the chair you were sitting on falling. But you didn't care. You didn't care if Price would view it as a sign of disrespect. That was something you could deal with later, you left for later. 

This time, when you entered the tea kitchen, he was sitting there. Uncharacteristically all of his focus was on his phone. So focused in fact he didn't seem to notice your shadow slowly encompassing his sitting silhouette. 

“König, talk to me.” You commanded but choked on your words, biting the inside of your cheek in exasperation. Tears threatened to escape your eyes when you saw his hood flow in a sigh. He went to stand up but you put a strong hand on his shoulder and prevented him from doing so. He gave an impatient groan in response. 

“Please if i did something wrong at least let me know what” His icey eyes looked up into yours. The staredown that most likely lasted less than half a minute felt like an hour in a snowstorm. You saw the storm under his irises. “Not here” He mumbled, rolling his shoulder to push your hand off but indicated for you to follow when he left the room. 

He led you to his quarters. A route you had not taken in painfully long but knew by heart. The silence on the way there was new though. The only sound was cadettes yelling vaguely in the background, the constant hum of electronics and his heavy footsteps. 

He opened the door for you, the room hitting you with his comfortable smell. But you felt a stranger in the room, you. The way he now stood over you. Awkward position behind the now closed off door. The sound of his heavy footsteps had been replaced by your heartbeats. “So…” You wanted answers. 

He started pacing around the room. Periodically looking in your direction. You let him think. His shoulders dropped and he stood before you. “You.. if you want him more, then just go” He took your hands in his own, brushing his thumbs over your knuckles. 

You paused in partial confusion and disgust. Who was this other man? “König i have no idea what you are talking about” 

He puffed in impatience “Soap. I see the way you look at each other” the silence that followed felt like fire. As much as you wanted to respect the insecurity of your lover you lost it and started hysterically laughing. “SOAP? You can't be serious. I see that idiot as an annoying brother at best!” 

He gave another sigh in annoyance “Please take me seriously y/n. Don't toy with me like this” His eyebrows furrow visibly under the mask. 

“Entschuldigung mein König, didn't mean to make you insecure” You stepped closer. It was comforting to know that his behavior did not stem from him growing to dislike you but you still felt guilty for making him think you had a thing for another man. 

After talking it out with him you had both grown exhausted. He was sitting on his bed, head in his hands. You stood in front of him, taking his hands away and placing soft kisses on his temples. 

“Nap with me, bitte” His eyes blinked tired, the blue orbs staring up into your eyes expectantly. 

You laid together for the first time in what felt like an eternity. The familiar smell of him under his garments and gear. The way he held onto you, made it feel like you were two puzzle pieces joining together perfectly. 

You were the first one to wake up after a couple of sweet hours. You took the time to look at his sleeping face, seeing him so vulnerable, unlike what he shows to everyone else. 

When you shifted to get better access to his face you felt something else. You froze contemplating what to do in this situation, before getting an idea. I’ll show him I'm his, you thought to yourself, a smirk forming on your lips. 

You moved away under the duvet, cringing at the cold air hitting your body. Looking up at him you could see his peaceful expression had changed to one of slight discomfort at the exposure to cold air as well. 

Taking in the sight of this large man, in this large bed. You’d plant kisses starting from how far you could reach when still being straddled just below his hips. As soon as you’d put weight on his crotch he’d sit up, awake and alerted. He’d look puzzled, disheveled his short hair pointing in all different directions. “What,  what are you doing?” He’d question. 

“I'll show you it's only you who I want.” His eyes widened as you pushed him gently into a comfortable resting position again. 

Releasing him from his underwear, you’d hear him start groaning. “Gott I missed this” he’d whine, already too desperate for his own good. 

Starting to stroke his reddening cock, his large hands gripping the sheets. You only hummed as a response, spitting on it to lube it up. 

His breathing was irregular and deep. He was touch starved severely due to most of his life spent in the forces. 

His hands found the back of your head as you decided to take the tip into your mouth. He was impatient, so close already - and not in the mood to wait. He pushed you down, not paying attention to the small gags coming from you. “Gott~” He cursed with his head thrown back. 

He’d cum fast but hard. His body tensed. He’d cum down your throat no questions asked. Though he’d be a bit embarrassed by his behavior as he calmed down. 

Price: 

He’d be sound asleep. Returned late from a mission. Beard and hair otherwise usually kept neat a mess. 

He’d be warm like an oven, smelling warm and musky. The ghosting metallic smell seemed to linger even after countless showers. 

You would wake up in the morning, pale coral sunbeams coming through the blinds. Turned over to face him and see his handsome face in knots. Frustrated and tense even though he was safe now. 

In the movement you’d feel something against your thigh/stomach area. 

Oh

Didn't take you long to make the decision to help your man out. Besides, there was something magical in the early morning light. Rare, rare silence and warmth that was absent most days. 

He’d groan as soon as you moved out of the covers. A super soldier who’d notice anything even when he was sleeping, you chuckled to yourself. 

Pulling his underwear down his dick would practically jump in your face. He was rock solid. Pulling back to admire the view. Your lover in golden light. His ripped body, the smell of warm manly musk and sweat lingering in the air. 

He’d gasp as soon as you put him in your mouth. Shaken awake by your moving tongue. He’d lift his head up, heavy eyelids lifting to see who was touching him. As soon as he registered what was happening he’d drop his head back into the pillow and chuckle. His big hand landed on the top of your head. 

“Shit darlin’, what a way to wake up a man” 

Would light a cigar if one was laying out. Pulling you with him, so he could sit up and enjoy the view. 

He’d melt in front of you. The tiredness and the trust he had in you made him groggy. Tired groans left his mouth, the cigar askew and his head tilted slightly downwards to the side. 

Depending on your dynamic he would have a tissue out for you. Even in this state, he was enough of a gentleman to not make you swallow if you didn't want to. 

He’d finish in more what sounded like a moan than what he’d like to admit and pull you back beside him. The cigar smoke dragging you into its strong-smelling embrace. He’d mumble something about paying you back but pretty soon after you’d hear the sound of him putting out his cigar. He’d pull you back close to him and fall fast asleep. 

When he got up properly, he’d be more cheery than usual. 

“What's got Price in such a cheer after a mission” Soap would side-eye ask Gaz who’d shrug. Price would smirk over to you, stirring his coffee.

Rodolfo:

You both had taken a nap on the couch after watching the big sports game. 

It had been a great time but perhaps with too much heavy food and a little too much booze. You had not ended up drunk, but the combo had taken you both out, hard. 

You woke up first, a couple of hours after. The game had taken place in another time zone so you were up early watching it, but now the soft glow of twilight danced around in Rodolfo’s house. 

You spent a lot of your time here admiring his place. Initially, when meeting Rodolfo you’d thought he would be too caught up in his job to care about decorations, but it was gorgeous. Filled with colors and trinkets, and a ton of photos of his family. There were also walls dedicated to photos of his co-workers. Alejandro made an appearance on most of them. It was easy to tease the man with the old photos of him. 

“Awe baby you look so cute here, look at those cheeks!” You held a photo of him and Alejandro from what must have been one of their first missions together. 

“Cariño, please, I was 30 in that photo…” 

Now you were here, in your lover's arms. He was warm, and his sleep-heavy head was resting half on top of yours. The couch wasn't huge but it fits both of you well enough so you could both sleep on the side. 

You’d scoot a bit back because you felt the uncomfortable feeling of the couch slowly dragging you off it. Feeling the pressure on your lower back you initially assumed Rodolfo had a big belt buckle on… but it didn't feel like metal.

The friction you created would make him release a little gasp and tighten his grip on you. Oh… so that's what that was. 

You smirked to yourself, you’d help tu tesoro, por supuesto. 

Slowly snailing out of his grip, you managed to not wake him up. But you smirked at his arching brows as they signalled he noticed. 

You unbuckled his tight cargo pants, the motion of unbuckling them had him groaning under your touch, and you drooling. 

His underwear would bulge out as soon as you went to drag his pants down to his thighs. Removing his underwear revealed his semi-hard cock. It was as if it had a mind of its own and you could see it hardening. Felt as if you blew some wind in its general direction it’d turn to iron. 

You took him into your hand and jerked him off, feeling him squirm under you. You couldn't help yourself to giggle a little bit as you got a better view of his bedhead. Impressive how his short hair managed to stand in all directions. 

You grew impatient in the silence and took as much as you could of him in your mouth. He was warm and you drooled feeling him twitch inside your mouth. You heard nothing but felt a finger caressing your cheek. Looking up you got eye contact with your very own soldier. You released him from your mouth but kept working with your hands. 

You laughed at his expression being closer to a deep in slumber cat rather than your lover. “What's up Rudolf? Other than you of course.” He groaned, less out of pleasure, more out of annoyance of the use of That nickname in this moment. “Sorry baby can't let you have all the fun” You enjoyed the sounds he made as you licked around his tip. 

“Of Course mi amor, What did I do to deserve this regalo, hm?” He croaked, his voice raspy after a good nap. 

You didn't answer with words but showed your appreciation with your hands and tongue. Caressing his thighs, stomach, and balls. He groaned, and breathed with gritted teeth. 

As he came, he swore in incomprehensible Spanish. Rolling his eyes back in satisfaction. He came all over your face, in long white spouts. He hid his face in his arm, too flustered as you licked up what didn't get on your face.