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iām the kinda brat who likes to tease and frustrate you a little, but in the end, i want to lose. and i want you to show me that both of us knew i would. i want you to let me get a little ahead of myself, while you arch your brow and go āare you done? because thatās not how my good girl asks for thingsā i want you to ignore me while i call your name or term of endearment, because i know you want me to call your Title. i want the noncommittal hums, the crossed arms, the āyou want to try that with me?ā expression that speaks louder than any words.
Simon 'Ghost' Riley is a simple, plain man. Meaning he hates spending money on himself unless it's absolutely necessary, this man has thousands in the bank because he just doesn't spend it.
That's why Simon loves high maintenance women, specifically you. He loves that you get your hair done every month, loves that you get your nails done, eyelashes, facials, pedicures. God he absolutely loves providing for his woman.
The only problem is that you're not used to spending other people's money. You work, and you work hard for your money.
"Bye Si. I'll see you later," you shouted as you put your shoes on, just about to head out the door.
"Where you going love?"
That made you stop and slowly turn to face Simon. "I've got my nail appointment today." You said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world, which it was. You had wrote it on the calendar.
"Hm and who's paying?"
"Um... Me?"
"Guess again," Simon was already in front of you, placing his bank card between your cleavage.
"Simon."
"Don't 'Simon' me," he mumbled as he kissed your forehead. "You know the rules. You look pretty and I pay for it." And you couldn't argue because Simon smacked your arse before pushing you out the door and locking it.
Oh, and don't bother trying to pay. Simon already took your credit card.
put her in subspace and start asking her really difficult and confusing questions she doesn't know the answer to until she feels so so so dumb and lost that she needs you to think for her completely
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Looking forward to seeing my pretty girl this evening. Daddys pretty princess, lay her on her back and slowly lick her thick n juicy clit, make her squirt all over her daddy. Besitos bb š
āOld dogās canāt learn new tricks, priceā Soap would grin across the table. Ghostās low chuckle followed like smoke. āBet the missus is bored stiff, Captain.ā
Price never rose to the clear ragebait in front of the boys, but the words..stuck. You were younger, gorgeous, and Godā always eager for him⦠yet a small, ugly part of him wondered if they were right. Heād never exactly been the adventurous type in bedāsolid, thorough, but not⦠inventive.
So he cornered Gaz one night after drills.
āNeed a favor, Sergeant.ā
Gaz raised an eyebrow. āSir?ā
Price rubbed the back of his neck, face already red with what he could only pin as embarrassment. āYouāre good with the ladies. I want lessons. Real ones.ā
Gaz blinked, then a slow, wicked grin spread. āYou want a demonstration, Captain?ā
Priceās jaw flexed. āPlease..ā
Thatās how you ended up hereānaked on the bed, thighs spread over Priceās lap while Gaz knelt between your legs like heād been invited to dinner.
Priceās big hands were firm on your waist, keeping you pinned back against his chest. āSheās sensitive.ā he muttered, almost clinical, but you could feel how hard he was against your lower back. āOn with it, sergeant.ā
Gazās eyes flicked up to yours, dark and hungry. āYou ready for this, love?ā
You nodded, already wet and aching just from the sheer thrill of the situation.
Gaz didnāt waste time. Two thick fingers slid through your folds, spreading you open. āFirst thingādonāt rush. Get her nice and wet.ā He rubbed slow circles over your clit until your hips jerked, then pushed two fingers inside, curling just right.
Price watched every movement like it was a briefing.
āThereās a spongy spot hereā¦ā Gaz pressed upward deliberately causing your whole body to jolt. āRight there. Thatās your target.ā
He started pumpingāsteady, focused strokes that dragged over that spot again and again while his thumb kept pressure on your clit.
Priceās voice was rough in your ear. āBreathe, sweetheart. Let him work.ā
Your orgasm built fastāembarrassingly so.
āThatās it..ā Gaz praised, voice low. āSheās swelling up. See how sheās pulsing?ā He added a third finger and the pressure inside became unbearable. āWhen she starts trying to close her legs, donāt let her. Keep going.ā
Priceās hands moved to your thighs, holding them open. You came with a broken cry, but Gaz didnāt stop. He kept fingering you through it, rough and relentless, and suddenly everything felt tighter, hotter, like something was about toā
āThere..ā Gaz growled. āLet it go, lovely...ā
With a whine, a gush of wetness flooded out around his fingers, soaking the sheets and his wrist. Price made a low, filthy sound behind you as he watched you squirt for the first time in your life.
Gaz eased his fingers out slowly, letting you ride the aftershocks, then lifted his soaked hand to show Price. āThatās the spot. Consistent pressure, curved fingers, and you donāt stop when she comes.. you keep going until she gives it to you.ā
Priceās breathing was ragged. His cock was nearly throbbing against your back.
Gaz wiped his fingers on your inner thigh, then met Priceās eyes. āYour turn, Captain.ā
Price shifted you forward, laying you down properly. He kissed the inside of your knee, voice low with promise.
āWatch close, Sergeant. Iām a fast learner.ā
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You had both joined the military at the same age. You both much preferred a fruity cocktail to a pint. You both had an unhealthy obsession with your lieutenant.
You both had tiny cocks.
Ok maybe tiny was exaggerating. They were below average. Johnny's slightly thicker than yours, but shorter. Something you held over his head every chance you got. But compared to the rest of the team, you both were minuscule. Not that you were looking or anything. Johnny definitely hadn't caught you staring slack jawed at Ghost in the locker room while he changed. Heavy length hanging between his thighs. Bigger than any you'd ever seen even soft.
That was where your obsession had started. Johnny had been madly infatuated for years now, and was very happy to have someone share his fantasies with.
"Come over. Now."
You assumed the text meant something bad. Johnny had gotten in trouble, or even hurt. Hurrying to his room. Only giving Simon a quick nod as you passed him in the hallway.
Just as you were about to knock, the door opened next to you. Not Johnny's room, Simon's. The scot standing there with a grin on his face. You did a double take when you saw the toy he was clutching in his hands. A beast of a fleshlight. Leaking what was definitely cum down its length.
"He didnae get the chance to clean up... 'ad a meeting..."
Johnny had told you plenty of times, in great detail about how much he heard when sharing a wall with Ghost. To the point where you knew the mans schedule. He must have been really pent up. Normally he wanked right before bed.
You never imagined that your little crush on your superior would lead to you in Johnny's room. Pressed against the other man, mouthing at his neck as you rut your cock against his in the toy.
You both fit so easily. Room to spare. You could picture Simon using the toy, stretching the silicone to its limits. Even with both you and Johnny together you didn't come close to his size.
Ghost's cum made every thrust slick. Obscene wet noises sounding as Johnny jerked the two of you off with the toy. Tugging you by your hair to meet his lips. Tongue curling against yours while you panted into his mouth.
"Si..." You whined. Chasing your orgasm. Every twitch of Johnny's cock against yours sending you closer.
"Lt... please..." Soap responded. One arm snaking around your waist to keep you close.
"Fuckin' nasty. The both of you." Ghost grunted from the doorway.
Simon Riley with his weird ass acts of love and bizarre concept of boundaries
Youāll be waking up confused in the middle of the night, feeling a strange pulling at your feet, only to glance down and see your boyfriend has thrown the covers off and is attempting to clip your toenails for you
āWhat in the actual f-ā
āIām tired oā your talons digginā into my legs every nighā. This is for both oā us, love.ā Heāll grumble in that tone of his that leaves no room for argument, only the sound of nail clippers echoing in the room as your roll your eyes before shutting them again
Every so often when youāre on your period, youāll be stepping out of the shower, bewildered to find that the night time pad and underwear youād set aside with your pyjamas on the bathroom counter top, have been put together for you?
āSimon- you saved me all of two steps at most? Opening the wrapper and sticking it on?ā
āAnd youāre welcome.ā Heāll mutter casually with a quick kiss to your forehead before heās off to brush his teeth
āIām so confused. I might be losing it, Si.ā Youāll mention one time, coming home after work with bags of greasy takeout food in hand, his brow only raising in question. āThis is maybe the third time now Iāve noticed that the petrol was nearing a quarter tank, so Iād plan to fill up the next day. But next time I get in the car- the tank is fucking full! The first time I thought I had dreamt it, second time I thought I was hallucinating a little bit, but now-ā
āLove, Iāve been filling up your car.ā
āā¦what?ā
āThatās me. Every time Iāve heard you say you need petrol- Iāve filled up the car.ā Simon shrugs as though heās simply telling you what the weather is for today, not that heās been sneaking out in the middle of the night with your car keys to run a quick errand for you as you sleep
āI donāt know if I want to ask how or why first.ā
āWell petrolās fuckinā expensive now, thatās why. You donāt need to be payinā thaā.ā
āYou could have just ⦠asked me?ā
ā⦠righā. Noted.ā Heāll nod in quick agreement before moving on to take the bags from you, no intention whatsoever of changing his habits
When your fingers slip down and find her clit during a heavy makeout and she lets out that desperate whimper and you whisper "awwww angel, is this what you needed?" like you didn't know exactly what it would do to her.
dad boyfriend that picks out your clothes for you each morning <3 dad boyfriend that makes you find somewhere private to send him little pictures throughout the day <3 dad boyfriend that inspects you when you get home, stripping you slow and caressing you, exploring your holes and groping your tits <3 dad boyfriend that slaps you when you look away, demanding to know if any boys flirted with you because he wasn't there <3 dad boyfriend that writes daddy's girl on you and spanks you every day, because he needs to leave his mark on you <3 dad boyfriend that has to be touching you every time you're in public together <3 dad boyfriend... <3
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