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VI !! peatnis hard !! that last fauxcest with calling Price dad did something to my brain and I'm at work and read it on break and how am I literally supposed to do anything else today (it's only 10am for me !! 😵💫😭)
i make peanitses hard. that is my job. what i was born to do
good luck soldier
mayb im just an exhibitionist but its so fun being crazy horny in public. just gets me hornier. being all distracted cause ur thinking about filth i love it
You had said it once. On accident. You were tired, it wasn't really your fault. Body sluggish and weak as you stumbled onto the heli after your teammates.
"Thanks, Dad." You mumbled as John tossed you a full canteen of water. Not yet aware of what you had said as you chugged the cool liquid.
They all had a right laugh about it. Lots of teasing. Lots of jabs about how old the captain was, how much you looked up to him to call him that. It was a bloody accident. And it left your face burning, sulking the entire flight home. Snapping tiredly at the boys whenever they brought it up again.
And boy did they bring it up. Every chance they had.
"Don't you mean, Dad?" Gaz would grin as you called after Price in the hallway. Drawing laughs from the rest of them. Earning a punch in the arm that left him pouting.
Ghost and Johnny would very loudly ask questions whenever you were in the vicinity. Asking 'Dad' what the next mission was, what was for dinner, who was on cleaning duty. Or in Johnny's case, 'Daddy'. He always took it a step further.
Even John wouldn't let it go. It thrilled him, that you viewed him as a father figure. A mentor of sorts. He would guide you if that was what you wanted. John knew he would likely never have children, but he could care for you in the same way.
Sort of.
"You love Dad's cock, don't you, kid?"
Soft whines spilled from your lips. Shoving your face into the pillow so you wouldn't have to listen to him ramble. Cunt split open deliciously by the length of him. Each thrust spearing deep, his heavy balls slapping against your clit in the most perfect way.
"Yeah, you do." He mused, knowing you were trying to ignore him. Grinding deep against your cervix until you were gasping. "Only yer Dad could take care of you like this. You wouldn't let anyone else make you cum, would you?"
You responded with another half moan, half sob. The pillow damp against your cheek. From drool, sweat or tears you couldn't tell.
"Say it."
Your hair fell over your face when you shook your head. Clawing at the sheets for purchase as he started to fuck you harder, faster. The breath leaving your lungs with every snap of his hips. Surely hard enough to leave bruises along your ass and the backs of your thighs.
"Say you want yer Dad to make you cum. Beg for Dad to fill you nice and full."
His fist gripped your hair when you shook your head again. Tugging you back so you couldn't hide anymore. Pulling hard enough to make you cry out.
"Please! Dad please! You fuck me so goodpleaseletmecum! Need you... you, Dad."
You weren't sure if anything you said made sense. But he did drop you back onto the bed. Keeping his thrusts steady as he reached around to toy with your clit. Pleased with how easily you submitted.
"So good, kid. I'm proud of you."
Despite it all, despite the embarrassment. You felt your mind go warm and fuzzy at his praise. Filling a void you didn't know was there.
santa maria! done! gonna save anne for last. built it while watching slanted with boyfriend. very funny. as a non American that is definitely how i see all of america
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Happy birthday @total-killer-brainrot ! Using this anon to provide a lil present ...
Simon Riley x fem!reader, fauxcest, sibling kink, protective big brother Simon, implied threat of drugging and assault by a third party, semi-public sex, spanking
Your lips curl into a satisfied smirk when the big, scarred hand lands on your shoulder. The puffed-up gym rat of a guy you'd been trying to brush off flinches back, his head tilting as he stares up into what you know is Simon's face, mask off and scars on display.
"She's not interested," he growls, his fingers tight on your shoulder. "Shove off."
The guy sneers a little. "Fuck you, she said she's single-"
"Yeah, so call me her big brother," Simon says, looming.
The guy inhales like he's about to start something, and then Simon's other hand comes around your waist and yanks you back against his body, possessive, and the fuckhead scoffs and mumbles and abandons his seat, rushing out of sight.
"Thank you," you tell Simon, and try to turn around; he keeps his hands in place. "I'm sorry I bothered you to come down, he just wouldn't take no for an answer and the security here is shit as it turns out- Simon?"
He grunts and pulls you with him, leaving a roll of cash on the bartop and shoving your phone and wallet into his jeans. "Simon!" You protest, as he all but drags you out of the bar. He gets you past the building and then you yelp when he swings you into the alley, his hand coming up to catch the back of your head before it can smack the wall- but it still smarts, a sting in your elbow where you've scraped it. "Simon, what the fuck-"
"-was that?" He cuts off, and shakes your head a little with his grip. "You being stupid now? Just wandering into shit bars without checking with me first?"
Your cheeks burn. "I'm not a child, Simon, I just needed a hand- I was doing fine!"
He scoffs. "Fine, like you didn't see that fuckers hand on your drink? Or his friend eyeing you? Huh?" You pause, stricken. His other hand cups your jaw, thumb pushing at your mouth. "Did you drink anything after he showed up?" He pushes in, thumbing down your tongue, and you gasp as he digs his fingers into your cheek.
"No," you mumble, and squirm to get out of his grip. It doesn't work, even when you pull on his arm. "Ugh, Simon! You're not actually my brother, leave it alone!"
He lets go of your mouth, and glares. With only the yellow streetlamp he's mostly shadow. "Well someone has to be, if you're going to be stupid about shit. Act like a child, get treated like one," and he pushes you over until his hand cradles your face instead of the back of your head, pressing you against the wall, and his hand smacks down on your ass with an echoing crack.
You shriek, muffled against his fingers, and jerk against him, but Simon only smothers you further between the wall and his bulk, breathing harshly into your ear, before he spanks you again, hard and cruel even through your jeans.
"You text me about how much you need me, you need help, I come rushing down and see you on the edge of getting fucked raw by some fuckface with his hand on your- fucking- drink-" You whine when he hits your three more times, fast, popping the bottom of your ass, "-and you don't even realize it, just going around with your head in a fucking bubble. Start paying attention," and he licks up your throat and across your ear as he smacks you so hard you lift onto your toes.
His palm is damp with your breath, your open-mouthed panting, your hands scratching at the wall. Your ass burns from the spanking, a contrast to your skin cold against the wall, the warmth of the tears catching in your lashes.
And then Simon pops open the button of your jeans and slips a hand down your belly, forcing the zipper open, and moans with you when he finds the little scrap of silky fabric, hot and damp on his fingertips as he strokes it. "Yeah, I know- you just wanted a nice fuck," and the way his voice curls around the word makes you shudder. "Got all dressed up, put on the fancy shit. But you don't need someone else for that." He hooks his fingers lower, catching your ass against his groin as your back arches. His lips nudge at your cheek. "Just give your big brother a call, yeah? Keep you safe. Give you what you need."
His hand drops from your mouth to your throat, cradling the weight of your head as you gasp, as Simon starts rubbing your clit through your panties. You're twisted up and squirming, belly tight, your ass burning hot and your pussy so soaking wet, all from Simon with his voice and hands and the way he pants into your hair, grinding the hard thick line of his cock against you.
You whine a little, hips rolling, but he soothes you with a kiss. "Easy, love. Don't fight it, let me show you," and you melt down into his hands, moaning. Simon your friend, your protector, your- big brother, keeping you safe and making you feel good. "Yeah, I know, I feel it. I know what you need. No one like your brother huh? Gonna come for me like this?
You gasp and feel the orgasm coming on suddenly, your pussy clenching, clit throbbing, and Simon digs his thumb up under your jaw.
"Say it," he pants, and you whine, confused. "Ask big brother to make you come," and oh shit, there it is, the slick drooling of your pussy soaking into your panties, the little nothing fabric that Simon is bunching up with his fingers, rolling over your clit, jeans hanging off your hips and your ass rubbing against his jeans, the sore skin stinging as its scraped across his belt. "Say it or I leave you like this."
You gasp, shuddering, and choke out around the pressure of his hand, "Simon, please, make me come, brother, big brother make my pussy come-!" And there it is, the tipping point as he growls and catches the shell of your ear in his teeth, your moans spilling out like the hot gush of cum in your pussy as Simon bullies your clit over and over, dragging it out as your legs tremble.
You whimper when it's too much, pushing at his wrist, but he doesn't let you go- he digs his fingers in, makes your belly twist and clench, and then abruptly you're standing free, panting, pants sagging down and your breath hot and steaming against your own cheeks where you're planted against the wall.
Your jeans are yanked down, your ass pulled back, and Simon drags your panties aside and cups the curve of your ass cheek in his palm. "Think that fuck would have done that?" He asks, and you mumble, forgetting about the man from before entirely. "Hm? Don't need anyone else but me," and he spanks you again, the slap harder and sharper without anything between his hand and your skin, and you squirm and moan as it goes right to your pussy. "Won't let anyone else fumble around in that hot little cunt, either." You hear his belt open, his zipper, and you spread your thighs under his hands.
"Yes," you gasp, arching your back more, trying to push your pussy against him, and moan when the hard, hot head of his cock finally nudges into you. "Fuck, Simon, you feel so good," you moan, and he spanks you again.
He's not gentle about it, fucks you hard and fast, your orgasm on his fingers making your pussy wetter, swollen, more sensitive. Simon has to shove his hand across your mouth again to muffle the sounds you're making, the moans and gasps and little cries as you're split on his cock.
"You want everyone to hear you?" He asks, and you nod against his hand, making him laugh. "Oh, little sister wants everyone to hear her come on my cock, huh? Tried to be a slut tonight but I know better. I know what- you- need-!" And he grinds in so deep it aches, his balls smacking your clit, hand digging into your hip. He's panting harshly, making you bounce when he bottoms out, your feet coming up to your toes again as you're bent further, thighs straining, and the pulled-tight elastic edge of your panties slips in the hot mess of slick and pre between your legs and snaps across your clit- oh, oh fuck, fuck yes coming, cumming on Simon's cock, as he moans and slaps his hand down flat between your thighs and fuuuck, fuck fuck fuck, you're coming in a tight hot squeeze on his cock and his teeth in your throat, grunting "baby sister" into your ear, and spilling his own cum into your pussy.
You pant, trembling, trusting Simon to keep you on your feet even though he's also staggering a little, keeping you close to his body instead of pulling out. You're sweating and feel electrified, ass and pussy hot and throbbing, Simon's cock still pulsing a little in you, like he has to spill every drop before he can let himself be done. You moan when he finally pulls out, tucking his cock away, and he bats your hands off when you go to straighten your panties and jeans, doing it himself with a drag of damp fingers between your thighs to make you shudder.
You finally get to turn around, smiling up at him as he cups your cheek in his palm. "Big brother?" You ask, a little loose and lightheaded, and he grins.
"Not your boyfriend or partner or husband. And someone has to keep you safe and take care of you." Abruptly he digs his thumb between your lips again, like before, and you moan as he shakes your head back and forth with his grip. "If you're going to be a bratty little sister, then I'm the big brother in charge. So you'll do as I say," he growls, looming over you again, "or I'll fucking ground you like a brat, too."
Three weeks later, after a night with a hookup that left you unsatisfied and bitchy, you learn that his idea of grounding means tied to your bed, his mouth or a vibrator on your clit for hours as you cry and wail, reminding you that you don't need anyone other than your big brother.
Cw: icky faucet between fem!reader x dad!Price x brother!Soap, fingering, praise, cunillingus
Also HAPPY BIRTHDAY @total-killer-brainrot
🎂🎁🎉🥳
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Imagine coming to your tired dad to comfort him while he's working on reports. He's sitting on the couch in the common room, eyes focused intently on his boring ass papers while you come sit down next to him and throw you legs over his lap. He grunts, flashing a smile before refocusing on his work.
After a few minutes he sets down the files on the couch next to him and reach over, grabbing the folded up blanket hanging off the back of the couch and throws it across your body. Your giggle welcomes him just like the warmth of the blanket does your body, and squish up to his side.
He returns to his work while one hand slides over his thigh, remaining there until he gets bored and subconsciously decides to explore. At first, his fingers dip beneath the leg of your shorts, teasing the skin there and making you self conscious of every other touch that follows.
Now his hand has found its way under your waistband and inside your panties. He coaxes you to get wet as soon as he touches your needy little clit. His eyes flick over as soon as you let out a soft moan, as if youre a bump in his schedule, he hushes you,
"Be a good girl and don't get yourself caught, little one. Wouldn't want your brothers to find out you've been naughty without them."
That causes you to bite you lip and nod obediently. He goes back to the reports while slowly teasing you with his rough calloused fingers, hushing you everytime a whimper squeaks from your mouth.
Finally- FINALLY- he drags his fingers through your overfilling wetness and pushes two of his thickest fingers inside you. A long, uncontrollable whine releases from your throat, mouth widening to an open O shape before you clamp a hand over it.
A disappointed look shoots your way from your dad and you immediately reel in your sounds. His thick fingers pump and tease for what feels like forever, occasionally brushing the heel of his hand over his pulsating clit, earning him a muffled whimper. A low chuckle escapes him when he notices the drool beginning to leak from your mouth, eyes half closed as you tried not to cum too soon.
"Dad, please.." you gasp out just as he starts really moving his fingers, the slap of his palm against your pussy and the lewd wet noises reverberate in the common room. It doesnt seem like he cares that much anymore, eyes scattered from his reports to his beautiful, needy little daughter desperately rocking her hips into his touch and spreading her legs wide.
Whether it is that he doesnt care about the reports at the moment or the fact everyone within the room and hallway can hear what youre doing with your dad is unclear. Maybe its both.
"Please please please- I'm gonna cum all over your fingers- please!" You cry, your moans cutting through the silence in the base. Your eyes roll back in your head as it falls back on his shoulder and you scream as you gush.
Your pussy pulses like a thumping overexerted heart, your juices squelching as Price helps you lovingly through your orgasm. He cuddles you up in his arms and presses a kiss to your head, chest against your back and your limp, shaking legs spread wide over his lap.
Thats when the blanket is pushes up and suddenly a tongue is rampantly slurping up your wet pussy. Overstimulated moans leave you as your legs end up over the shoulders of the Scot and your fingers run through a familiar mohawk.
"Fuuuck. Have you tasted this cunnie, dad?" The words come out rough, your brother too enraptured in eating out your sweet oversensitive flesh. His eyes peek up for a second, taking in your lazy, pleasured filled face.
You could fall asleep beneath their hands. You have before.
For this year imagine fauxcest with dad!price doing a whole birthday party with you, spoon-feeding you a small slice of cake so you don't "upset your tummy before the real food" before bending you over in your new pajamas and fucking you :) and everytime you get overwhelmed and drop your new plushie he *instists* on stopping to pick it up for his favorite kid :))
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Ghost shoves you in the back of the truck, and you don't have a second to react before Soap and Kyle box you in. They've got you pinned down on both sides, heavy thighs slung over yours and Soap's big arm wrapped around your throat, cutting off your air and you can't thrash loose, not when it's two of them tag-teaming you and when you try to snarl, Kyle shoves three fingers in your mouth, thick enough to make you choke, and while you're trying to breath, blink past your streaming eyes, he gets your pants open with his other hand and then Soap's shoving past the elastic of your panties, and then his fingers slide into your cunt, where you're already so slick and hot and then he sticks his tongue in your ear at the same time he grinds the heel of his hand against your clit, hard.
"Motherfucker-" you try to say, but Kyle's got his hand inside your jacket now, gives you a pinch on the tit through your compression bra right as Soap works his fingers in so good, and you're writhing between both of them, slicked up and furious and overheated, not enough air and that's just making you hotter-
Ghost's big arm reaches back from the front of the truck, swimming in your blurry vision, and then Johnny pulls his fingers out and you whine, clench down so empty and then Ghost, oh christ, Ghost's spitting in Soap's hand and you try to squirm away, say "No, no-" but Kyle's got his tongue in your mouth, pinches your nose shut so you're not getting any air at all, and then Soap's sliding the slicked up mess on his fingers back into your cunt, and you can squirm all you want but you can't get away and in a second you're going to have the fat head of Kyle's cock notching at you, thick and burning and sliding into you so inescapable while Soap licks at the sweat and the tears on your face-
"Boys," rumbles Price from the driver's seat, and you catch his burning gaze in the mirror, along with your own choked, teary reflection, red-faced and wet. "Don't tease your sister. Can't you see she needs her brothers to look after her?"
when i went to the market a while ago they had a stall that sold little original framed art of horror stuff. i bought one ages ago (saw trap blueprints i love it) and this time there was one of every slasher killers mask.
i said id do a loop around the market and come back and if it was still there id get it. came back and was so sad that it was gone :((
today i had friends over for an early bday celebration and my bfs best friend handed me a present and it was that ART 🥺
she made sure i had been distracted by another friend and bought it for me how see is that. bf was in on it too! i said how sad i was that it was gone and he was like 'damn babe that sucks' knowing i already had it the whole timmeeee. so flipping sweet
rubbing his nose into your pussy the way one would to punish a dog for making a mess. he finished before you did, and now he has to take his punishment like a bad dog, though is it really punishment when he enjoys it? (im thinking ghost. maybe soap. also wanted to let you know your smut has gotten me pregnant. thank you.)
this is so fucking hot. THIS got me pregnant its so soap coded.
cw pupplay, degradation from reader
"You dumb fucking mutt."
Johnny whined against your chest. Sweat beading on his forehead as his cock pumped spurt after spurt of hot cum deep in your cunt. He mouthed at your tits in some half assed attempt at an apology.
You tugged at the base of his mohawk, drawing the Scot's attention. You almost laughed as his dopey expression. Lips slick with drool and face bright red. Light freckles standing out on the flushed skin all the way down to his chest before disappearing beneath the dark curls dusting his torso.
"I didn't say you could cum, runt. Off."
Even though his movements were heavy and sluggish, he made skin work of untangling his limbs from yours. Kneeling between your open legs and letting his tongue hang out of his mouth. Panting like a proper stupid dog.
"Down."
If he hadn't just disobeyed you, you would have been proud of how quickly he followed orders despite being in such a dazed headspace. But alas. Here he was. On his knees. Staring up at you from between your legs with with, pussy drunk eyes. Face just centimeters away from your pussy, already leaking his cum. He knew the drill.
Gripping his hawk you pushed his face into your soaked cunt. Rubbing his nose against the sticky mess oozing out of you.
"Bad." You reprimanded. Grinning when he whined again. High pitched from the back of his throat. The heady smell of both of your sexes mixing filling his nose as cum smeared across his cheeks.
"Bad dog." You repeated firmly. Twitching when his nose dragged across your clit. Stubble scratching the soft skin of your inner thighs.
At the brief pleasure you shifted ever so slightly. Grinding against his nose with a shudder. Your chides fading away as you chased your peak.
Johnny was panting again. Tongue lapping at his own spend. Letting you use his face.
"Can't even do as you're told..." You rambled on. Not paying much attention as your orgasm crested. "'S all you're good for really."
Poor soap had gone cross eyed beneath you. Now sucking on the sensitive bud of your clit and trying to watch you finish at the same time. Humping his soft cock against the mattress. Just like a proper dog.
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