Chess IS how your boyfriend thinks

God fucking damnit 

This fucking virus is spreading like a wildfire right now

IF YOU SEE THIS. REBLOG.

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Gabriel Reyes/ Reader

Warnings: Rape/Non con, nudity, yandere, little bit of blood, Gabe loves you

Word count: Just under 6k, with about 3k plot and 3k porn

Without the ability to hide part of the post on mobile, I've decided to upload it to Ao3. You can check it out here -> https://archiveofourown.org/works/24444742

Here's an insert to catch your attention:

"Are you cold, agent?" The Commander asked, voice so clearly mocking you. Yet, you couldn't fight back. You had no right to, so you merely nodded your assent. A cold laugh filled the room, something not quite human, there was an edge to if that was a little too deep for any voicebox to stimulate.

"Let me warm you up." His voice was sickeningly sweet and gloved hands suddenly gropped your chest, one grabbing a large handful of breast to play with whilst the other reached down to cup your mould. You gasped and tried to pull his hands away, grabbing the wrist near your bottom half and tugging helplessly. It barely budged, like you had no effect on his hand whatsoever. A leather-clad finger slipped between your lips and began rubbing light circles on your clit.

"Sir! What are you doing?!" You choke, convulsing against him even as you felt the heavy weight of his chest press against your back. You were pinned between his body and arms, boxed in despite how you began to thrash and hit at his bulk.

"Get off me!" You squealed, twisting and squirming, bending and ducking in an attempt to get away from those groping hands. Yet nothing worked, he kept you in place. He kept you where he wanted you.