I like my men fictional ;)

like- we're missing OUTT.

Because standing around a dissection table looming over the cadaver while you guys are like- a centimetre away from just being glued together, you're holding the arm open for him while he dissects and prods around muscles, tearing the fascia with practiced ease as he quizzes and explains you about what structure he is tugging at right now is well- fucking cute because it's such a shared moment.

Both of you have your heads together, real fuckin close as he's working that scalpel with precision. Not to mention the formals and the coat only add to the image. Bonus points if his voice is nice as hell, because babyyyyyy then you in for a joy ride 😏

And for my hand girlies- do I even need to tell you because I feel like y'all don't need me to ignite your imagination. Gloved hands (with veins visible in the gloves too ?? 🤭), gliding across structures, tracing nerves, holding the scalpel with grace and experience- while he's fuckin teaching you ?? girlieeee, even if you don't like him- you probably will starttt 🤭

and what if it's not just you whose heart gets a little erratic when you see him, what if that feeling... mutual ?

So imagine, the tension, the yearning, the wishing, the fantasies- standing so damn close with so many people. Eye contact feels even more intimate cause y'all are literally leaning over, and those eyes do not lie- they have a certain shine only a man desperately holding back his yearn would have- because he shouldn't be feeling this way for you, shouldn't be finding excuses to hear your voice, shouldn't be having so many accidental hand touches, shouldn't let your presence make his skin feel like fire, his heart beat like he ran a marathon and especially shouldn't be imagining how you'd stroke his dick when you're just separating muscles and fascia !!

You should consider yourself unfortunate that you're not alone in that hall, because you know for a fact that the room would feel ten times quieter, close and warmer that it should- because baby it's hard to breath when you look at me like that as you talkkk

pairing : john price x afab!reader (18+)

warnings/tags : exhibistionism? (use of vibrator at a party), bathroom sex.

- feel free to add/remind if I’ve missed any tags. I’m not sure if I’ve missed something 😭

weekend, 4:35 pm

The noon sun shines through your window curtain starkly, irradiating your skin with warmth but in a sweaty way. It seemed as if the sun was trying to burn the whole world to misery before it went down today.

Despite the measly amount clothing you wore, heat was still as sweltering, causing sweat to cover your exposed skin in a thin layer. Now, it was particularly even hotter than it should be, partly because of the fact that you were still in bed after a three hour afternoon nap and mostly thanks to your sweet boyfriend, who has you entangled in his arms as he softly snores away with half his face planted into his pillow. He’s been in that position for long enough that you know he’s gonna complain about the marks on his face after he wakes up.

You’ve would’ve gotten up an hour ago, well, should have. When you even had the thought of getting up, the feeling of his arm bundled up against your waist, your interlocked legs, and his soft breathing on your neck while the AC was on full blast made you feel like you could sleep for an eternity more. So you drifted off for another peaceful hour.

But of course, you couldn’t afford to keep the AC on for so long. So off it went while you remained trapped under satoru, who slept like a log beside you. You turn your head to wonder if he’s showing any signs of waking up...

All you see is his snow white locks scattered messily and his soft lips parted in deep blissful sleep. He looked peaceful, silly but peaceful. When you imagined a forever home, this is what you imagined always. You smile at your lovable dork, slowly stroking his hair. “toru, wake up”, you call out gently as you tuck a strand of his hair. Patting his cheek softly to arouse him. But he only whines in return, pulling you closer into his clinging figure. He looks up at the clock behind you with a frown.

“It’s only 4 o’clock, two hours more”, he mutters groggily, capturing you in a tight hug. “2 hours ?! toru- !”, you exclaim as he pulls you into him even further, like you were his teddy bear. “Shh, 5 more minutes”, which might as well mean a couple of hours more. “Okay get off me atleast, it’s way too hot”, you sigh, feeling like you’ve been trapped by a very clingy golden retriever (which is exactly what it is). He only turns back to lie flat on his back, with only his hand under your waist to keep you from running away. And at this point, you’ve accepted your defeat and lie still alongside him, staring at the ceiling.

It’s peaceful, the slight buzz of the increasing traffic down on the street and the soft hum of the fan being the only noise. Surprisingly, despite all the heat, you still feel yourself drifting away. I guess you’ve started to become more like gojo satoru everyday. That was the last thought you had before you feel your world turning hazy with sleep.

I guess you do start becoming like your partner after staying with him for 8 years.

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can you imagine the cold, quiet and self control freak lt. simon “ghost” riley being just a dumb dick for you ? ‘cause I can.

When Soap told you that your darling boyfriend was a perfectionist, a control freak who barked at the new recruits for placing their foot even a centimetre wrong, who never missed his target, who has never skipped a day of training and even arranges his equipment in a certain way that no one was allowed to touch- you couldn’t believe him, and soap couldn’t believe it that he could be anything else but that.

Because Simon for you was sloppy, a dumb fuck whose blood flow was more in his lower half than ever in his brain. The moment he comes back from deployment he’s sucking and squeezing you everywhere. As soon as you open the door, he’s grabbing your waist and pressing you against all that gear of his as you only squeal at how fast he is (he’s a cat, canon). Pressing needy kisses to both your cheeks as he whispers several muffled ‘miss you’ and ‘want you’, then pulling your jaw towards him for a kiss that quite literally screams ‘i missed you like hell baby’. His tongue exploring your mouth like there’s gold hidden in there somewhere, and for him, there might as well be.

He wouldn’t leave you alone for a whole day, literally. He wouldn’t even shower if you didn’t join, won’t eat if you don’t sit in his lap and feed him, and heaven forbid he leaves you alone after that. He’s fucking you on the couch, on the bed, the floor, hell he’d even fuck you in the bathroom as you get ready to go to bed. You were just doing your skin care routine, but he says you were tempting him, pouting and caressing your face as you massaged the serum, that made him rile up.

Your hands barely managed to hold the sink as you feel the man thrust violently behind you, no rhythm, no technique, it was purely carnal, purely primal. He holds you by the fat of your waist as buries his face in your neck, taking in the scent of your freshly washed and lathered skin. “You smell fuckin’ divine luv”, he whispers in your ear, as he tilts your jaw up with one hand to show you your pleasure blinded face in the mirror, lips parted and a frown of your face. His pupils are entirely zeroed out on your face in the mirror. He’s making you feel this good, he’s making his girl feel so good that she can’t even speak. It only drives the man insane, thrusting faster and sloppier until he spills inside of you. Of course, he cleans you up after in the bath (again) and carries you bridal style to the bed.

Oh, and on the bed? he’s a starved man. A man who hasn’t eaten for months, the more time he’s deployed for, the more time he’ll be spending between your legs, sucking and making out with your other pair of lips, as if to apologise for being away so long. If he didn’t look up with those love drunk eyes as he sucked on your clit droopily you would’ve been hundred percent convinced that he was with you just for sex. Because the shit amount of time he spent just shoving his dick in you anywhere and anytime for the rest of the days is just wild.

He’d bend you over on the kitchen counter while you cook him breakfast, “What’d I need breakfast for ? You’re good enough”, he grunts as he proceeds to lift you on the counter and eat your sweet cunt out. You can’t even go out without him grabbing you somewhere, squeezing and playing with you like his personal stress toy. You try and push his hand away and tell him stop? You’re just inviting a challenge. He’ll be touching your sensitive spots, ears, arms, waist, neck. Whispering filthy comments as you walk around the shop. Until you drag him sneakily to the restroom to finally him what he wants. He’ll have you on your knees, tears staining you cheek as you try fit all of him in your throat, “That’s it doll, y’re doin’ so bloody well f’me”. He grabs your hair, lightly thrusting in you as you take him in further. He’s a mess above you, a moaning and groaning mess who just can’t ever get enough of you.

In short, the man CANNOT physically stay away from you. So when Soap says how Ghost is on the field, you know that he’s a completely different person from Simon, because Simon can’t last a day without you giving him some kind of a sweet treat :>

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So- we know Simon has like a really deep voice right ? and also the fact that he never shows his face. so-

can you imagine him being one of those nsfw audio creators ?? do you see what I see ?

His masked face as the profile picture, the sexy deep british accent. That gruff voice of his saying such explicitly suggestive things..

It'll probably take like- a month or something before his fame spreads like wildfire, thanks to his military soldier x nurse audio, driving people insane. comments section filled with varying degrees of horny comments on his deep gruff voice.

He quickly became the internet hot topic, paired with the fact that there's hardly any information about him given out except his alias- Ghost, it was only natural that people became more and more attracted towards him. (because when have we liked men showing their faces 😭)

His popularity only rose higher, and so he takes the financially beneficial step, he makes a patreon. Having these special steamy phone conversation lucky draw for his highest paying members each month. "You're so cute you know ?" "You're my pretty girl" "Fuck, you're mine you hear me ?"

It was work for Simon, nothing exciting most of the time. He gave them a good time and he got his money in return. And it PAID for sure, 100+ members for his highest tier alone.

But this time..it so happens to be you. He didn't much of it as usual, well, at least until he heard your pretty voice greet him through the phone. His heart skipped a little, hearing your sweet earnest voice talking into his ear. How, he could hear you blush. You were just too cute, too good.

So he offers to guide you through your orgasm, a special feature added only for this month (totally not because his own dick was getting hard thanks to you) and you of course eagerly agree, who wouldn't ? "Are you close baby ?"

He whispers in his signature sultry voice, holding the phone with one hand while the other languidly strokes his growing bulge. "y-yes, so close", you whimper into the phone rubbing yourself with increasing pace. "Yeah ? You're gonna be a good girl and cum for me ?" His says, breath hitching as he feels himself getting close. He hears you moan his alias, wishing he could just tell you- call me simon luvie. But he can't risk exposing himself. So he just settles for you sweet whispers "Ghost I'm cumming !"

As you finally get over from your high, you thank him profusely for his 'surprise' service, unaware of the fact that you just gave him a surprise service too. He regains his composure getting back to you with a, "I'm glad you enjoyed it", because he sure did. "So would you be interested in a special video call service lucky draw next time ?"

"have you been getting frequent headaches lately ?" "I'd change the after shave"

his house ??? the interior decor ??? the KITCHEN ??? sir, that is EVERY food lover's dream kitchen. Like that coffee machine thingy in s1 ep5 ? (which i just paused to rant this ) DAWG, I would die for that thing and also his cutlery and shii.

I swear that is one hella sophisticated cannibal, he knows how to eat well atleast i guess ? 😭