Minors Please Don’t Interact!

John Price x GN!Reader Drabble❤️

TW- mentions of smoking

Being in Prices office would be so calming.

The room is nicely furnished at the end of a long winding hallway. He chose that office specifically so the brass doesn’t come to bother him as much. The scent of tobacco lingers in the air along with the scratching of pen on paper. Theres a long mahogany desk with a large comfortable chair for him to sit as he does work.

Despite the brass saying no he brought in a worn leather couch for his boys to sit on when they come to visit. The couch groans whenever someone uses it but its comfortable. Since you came along theres always a blanket and a pillow just for you.

Whenever you visit him you lay yourself on the couch cozied up with a book busying yourself as he does his work. The light from the window perfectly captures how beautiful his eyes are. The blue shines so bright despite the stress that constantly clouds them. The cigars he smokes are like incense to you, while everyone shy’s away from the scent you welcome it.

Once hes done with any work he has, he gently places his pen down before approaching you leaving work behind and love in his heart. John sits next to you, the couch sighing at the sudden weight. His hand naturally goes to your cheek, its so warm that you cant help but lean into it.

“I love you dove”, John says with a soft smile.

“I love you too hon”, reaching out you wrap your arms around him inviting him to lay down.

“Rest for a while, the work can wait right?”

John smiles and lets his weight fall next to your body, “Your right, shouldn’t neglect you anymore yeah?”

You hum in agreement nestling yourself into his chest. This may be Johns office to everyone else but to you it was your sanctuary.

Omg this took forever, heres Ghost! I am so happy about this drawing!!📝✨❤️

MDNI!

Price fingering you over his desk!

TW-Bondage, blindfolds, fingering, afab, part 2 maybe?

You didn’t expect the night to end up like this. You’re bent over on Prices desk, naked, handcuffed, and blindfolded. He asked you to come to his office to help with some paperwork.

His hand brushes against your core, you gasp twitching at the sudden sensation. John softly chuckles at your reaction running his hand up and down your folds.

“Your doing so good for me”

You sigh as he moves his finger onto your clit making slow circles. You tilt your head giving John access to your neck. He gladly takes your invite giving you little loves bites. His fingers circle your hole before slowly plunging in.

“Oh my fucking god! John it feels so good!”

You cry out in pleasure, the handcuffs around your wrists clatter as you hold onto his arm. His fingers brush against your g-spot over and over again. His fingers start to rapidly plunge into you while his thumb rubs at your clit.

“I-I’m gonna cum!”

John doubles his efforts fingering you even faster. The slick from between your thighs trickle down onto the bed. The loud squelches from his fingers echo through the room.

He gets close to your ear and growls out, “Fucking cum for me baby, soak my fingers”

You cry out in pleasure writhing against the desk from how strong the orgasm was. His fingers slow and you pant for breath. John removes his fingers from you sucking each finger savoring the taste.

You lay lifeless against the desk feeling boneless after such an amazing orgasm. All you can hear is your heart pounding in your chest and your breath.

His hand pets your ass before you hear his belt buckle get undone.

“I’m not done with you yet, take a couple nice deep breaths for me love, its gonna be a bit of a stretch”

Hey I don’t know if you noticed but I just want to let you know that you’ve tagged something as gender neutral but used she/her pronouns in the story 

Oh my god I am so sorry😓

Tbh I was writing the story while at work so I wasnt able to double check and edit it.

Its been fixed thank u for pointing this out!✨

Cooking From The Heart

WC-1.8K

Warnings: Mentions of minor injury basically fluff

Notes: Reader has tinnitus, GN! Reader, no use of Y/N, established relationship with John Price

Placing the key into the ignition your car roars to life, your hand moves to the console to turn up the music for the radio preparing yourself for a long day. The car is piled to the brim with groceries ready to cook a feast for four hungry men. Pulling out of the parking lot you start to drive from London to the English countryside where the lone military base sits. As you drive you can’t help but reminisce on the past and how fortunate you are to have such an amazing life.

Joining the military at the ripe age of eighteen you met John Price, your rival, a man that always got on your nerves. Despite how good of a soldier he was he constantly had to outshine you whilst being blunt, hard headed, and a little cocky. You rose through the ranks with him, each promotion with him standing by your side getting the same title much to your dismay. As years pass you both set aside your differences becoming friends despite past bickering, soon after that John took your hand into his on a warm summer night in a safe house asking you to be his girlfriend. 

A long loud ring reverberates from your ears as the radio cuts out pulling you out of your memories, out of the past. A memory rushes through your mind reminding you of the bitter memory as to what changed your life for the better or worse.You and the boys were out fighting the cartel in Las Almas when a stun grenade rolled right to your feet. The flash blinded you and the ringing in your ears was deafening, but unlike the others the ringing in your ears never ceased. Due to tinnitus you were honorably discharged from the military cutting your career short. As you sat home alone you felt as though your life, your family was ripped away, it was hard not having the harsh routine of war in your life. The others and John tried their best to support you but nothing seemed to pull you out from the pit. But it all changed when you decided to go back to your old base to make home cooked meals for the men you loved. It made you feel connected again with those who fought by your side, it filled the hole in your heart. Since then you made it a weekly ritual when they were at base to cook for them.

Driving up to the guards of the base you smile pulling out your ID as usual despite how they were once under your command and how you visit weekly. You park your car and pick up a couple bags of groceries to bring into the community kitchen to start making dinner, it takes a couple trips to bring in all the bags due to the sheer amount of food you bought. You look at the analog clock to see it's only noon but it's essential to start early, needing every precious minute to cook or else they’d be eating at midnight. Turning on the radio you start to prep all the ingredients making sure to wash every vegetable there is, you mix the sauces and cut the herbs so the food will taste immaculate. 

Your mind drifts again, smiling softly as you remember the best day of your life. John held your hand softly guiding you through a small park nearby your shared flat until you saw the soft glow of candle lights illuminating the path ahead. Walking together hand in hand along the glowing trail until you reached a clearing where the moon was bright reflecting off the pond in front of you. You admired the scene getting lost in the moment until you looked back at John who was on his knee with a ring asking if you’d be his one and only.

Looking outside of the window you see the sun setting along with the sounds of boots shuffling against the floor, low playful banter echo through the halls and their baritone voices seem to shake the thin walls of the base. The voices become more clear as the men slowly enter the rec room, Soap's iconic accent rings out after a dramatic sniff of the air.

“Smells delicious charaid I oughta get tha’ recipe from you onea these day”, the scot says with an infectious smile. He moves in close attempting to dip his finger into the soup to have a taste. Before he could even attempt it you lightly smack his hand with a wooden spoon shaking your head as you continue to prep dinner, “Nuh uh Mactavish you’re not having a taste of the soup until it's done and all of you get washed up.”

A chuckle comes from Gaz as he grabs Soap by the collar dragging him away from the delectable pot of soup in front of them saying teasingly, “Y’know that our former Captain will never let you have a taste before its done, and they are right we’re pretty gross from training last one to the showers has to organize the armory”. With that the two sergeants sprint out of the rec room jeering and poking fun at each other. 

You chuckle at the childish sight feeling a familiar pair of eyes staring at you from the corner of the room. Without you even looking up to see who it is you say softly, “Hello Simon'', there's a moment of silence before the mans gruff voice responds quietly, “How are you holdin’ up captain?” disguised to know if you were ok mentally, a sign that he cared.

A small smile forms on your lips as you turn to look at the man that many fear, the ghost of 141. His eyes soften slightly as he sees the smile on your lips. “I’ve been good, sometimes it gets lonely back at the flat without you guys running around it but I've been waiting all week to see you guys again”, he nods before leaving the rec room getting the answer he wanted to hear heading to the showers just like his sergeants.

A single pair of boots walk towards you stopping right behind you, without any fear you lean back into the man's chest looking up at him. His beard is perfectly groomed as usual and his beautiful blue eyes look into yours. A small tired smile appears on his face as he leans down to kiss the crown of your head mumbling, “I missed you love”, his strong arms snake their way around your waist pulling you in closer. You turn your head to  the side of his cheek before returning to cooking dinner, enjoying the feeling of your husband holding you close. “I missed you to lovie”. Despite him seeing you every morning and everynight back at home, any time away from you was painful for him.

He stands behind you holding you close for a while enjoying your presence against his tired body. Slowly one of his hands reaches out to grab a piece of food still cooking before you take his hand into yours, stopping his attempt. Squeezing his hand before bringing it up to your lips to kiss softly you say teasingly, “You may be the Captain of this team but that doesn’t make you exempt from the rules big man”, he only laughs and kisses your cheek responding with a cheeky grin “We both know you can’t stay angry at me for long and who is the one that always got in trouble for breaking the rules while we were privates? Oh wait I think it was you”. You can’t help but roll your eyes playfully before playful shoving him off of your body, “I’m sorry love but you're drenched in sweat and smell bad, you need to go head to the showers or else I’m not saving you a plate. Dinner should be ready by the time everyones out.” John chuckles before kissing your cheek softly saying softly in his gruff voice, “Roger that captain I’ll go take a shower you better save me a plate”, he shuffles away leaving you alone in the kitchen yet again. 

The soft music from the radio playing in the background dulls the ringing in your ears and fills the lonely space. Searching through the many bags you brought to the base you finally  find the nice tablecloth, you spread it out and place it over the rickety old dining room table. As the music flows you place each plate, fork, and knife with care despite knowing it’ll be used to destroy the table cloth underneath them. You place the food onto the kitchen table due to the sheer amount of food there is, as you set down some vegetables you hear the jovial conversations of the team coming in ready to eat. 

Gaz lets out a low whistle, “Damn you really cooked your ass off huh”, you wipe your hands off on a towel before saying with a smile, “Only for my boys no one else gets the pleasure of having a taste”. The men start to gather around before you say, “Before everyone eats, no weapons at the table. Other soldiers can worry about war but right now it's dinner time, time for you to be men and not soldiers”

They place the weapons on a table nearby, their knives and pistols sit neatly so they can easily grab them just in case.  Soap looks up at you and says curiously, “We all know tha’ you don’t want knives at tha table but is there a reason as ta why?”. You look up at him and say frankly with a smile, “well I just want you guys to be relaxed for once, letting your worries go enjoying a nice dinner. Along with the time you tried to do a knife trick at the table and almost sliced off your finger” the men around Soap laugh. Ghost slaps Soap’s back playfully, “You were cryin’ like a baby Johnny, screamin’ out for the medic running around like a chicken without a head”.You join in with the laughter feeling the stresses of the week melt off your shoulders.

With a wide smile you announce happily, “Alright guys dig in”, Soap is the first to pick up his plate piling his food up onto the plate with the others right behind him doing exactly the same. John walks up to you with two plates, handing one of them to you, “Thank you love for making all of this food” you look up at him with a smile, “it's nothing John, I love doing this. It's the highlight of my week.” John allows you to go in front of him to get your food. You sit down at the table and John sits next to you, carefree conversations are made between the men and you as they start to eat their food. Their smiles and laughter are as precious as gold to you. This is your family, this is home and there is no greater joy in your life than to be eating dinner with the people you love most.

LOOK AT THE BABY!!!

pookie yk what könig would totally do? he would dress up as a ghost for Halloween! Like a blanket ghost! 🧍‍♀️

HEY POOKIE DOOKIE AHNOOKI WOOKIE BOO BOO BABY BOOKIE BEAR HOPE THISIS GOOD

Hi guys I’m sorry for not posting too much, there have been some issues I’ve been going through and once those pass I’ll be able to write more. Thank you to all of the people who read my fics you dont know how much it means to me❤️

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Frank Miller inspired arts:

Colonel Alejandro Vargas

Sergeant Major Rodolfo Parra

Commander Phillip Graves

NSFW MDNI!

TW-Possessiveness, Semi-public fingering

Everyone thinks that Soap or Price would be the most possesive teammate on the 141 but really it would be Gaz.

The way he he’d drape his jacket over your shoulders when he sees anyone looking at you. He’d stare down the man pulling you closer to him as you snuggle into his arms. He’d leave his shirts and accessories at your home with the hope that you wear it out.

Eventually in your relationship you would be invited to have a pint or two with his teammates. You happily accepted wanting to meet the men he trusts his life with. Immediately you go to look for some outfits to wear but he stops you holding up his sweatshirt with his last name printed on the back.

“You should wear this babe it’ll be much more comfortable”, he says with a soft smile.

You smile happy knowing that he wants you to be comfortable, that you don’t have to dress up for him but theres much more to it than that. His mates have seen many photos of his darling but he needs to show them who you belong to.

When the two of you arrive at the bar he has his hand firmly on your hip as he introduces his friends to you. Their eyes are all on you, you’re more pretty than in person. Kyle sits next to John in the small booth and insists that you sit on his lap, smirking at Johnny across the booth.

The conversations between you and the others are pleasant not seeing Kyles glares at the men, especially Soap. You never once leave Kyles side and as you speak you feel his hands massaging your thigh. As the night goes on you feel his hand slowly go higher and higher, you slap his hand not wanting to make the men at the table uncomfortable.

You whip your head towards Kyle whispering in his ear,

“Watch your hand Kyle”

“I just want to make you feel good love, ‘sides I bet my mates would love a show from you”

“Theres people here we cant do this in public!”

“Look ‘round theres no one here beside the bartender and he’s busy on his phone. Let me make you feel good yeah?”

Before you’re able to protest his hand drifts below your pants and his finger finds your clit softly rubbing it in circles. Your head leans back as you sigh in pleasure, he lowers to nip at your neck.

“Gonna be a good girl for me babe and show them how good you are f’me?”

You look up and see there eyes boring into you, entranced by the thought of seeing you come undone before their very eyes. Ghosts eyes are clouded with a haze of lust, Johnny is practically salivating, and Prices face is flushed.

Price leans over to you putting a hand on your thigh.

“C’mon love give us a show, I know you’ve been treating your boy well. We wan’t to see what got him so worked up”

Kyle grabs Johns hand tightly looking him dead in the eyes.

“Captain, as much as I respect you don’t touch my girl.”

John looks a little surprised but nods giving him a smile.

“An’ that goes for all of you, look don’t touch”

Johnnys eyes open wide ready to object but Kyle cuts him off.

“No if ands or buts Mactavish. Your not touching my girl, so either leave the booth or sit there and enjoy the view”

You’ve never seen Kyle so possessive over you in your whole relationship but you find it so sexy. You bite your lip in an attempt to stop the moan coming out of your mouth. Kyles full attention goes back to you, his hands slowly move down your stomach.

“You like that hm? You like that your mine yeah?”

“Mhm I do”, you say shakily feeling his hand work your clit again.

“Good girl, are you gonna sing for me baby?”

A moan cuts off your answer as his fingers start to go faster. Your head starts to feel fuzzy at the pleasure building up in your body but suddenly it stops. You whine at the loss and look up at him saddened but he only tuts in response.

“You need to answer me baby, show me that your a good girl”

“Yes, yes, fuck I-I will!”

You gasp as his fingers start to move yet again. Moans fall from your lips not caring about how loud you are now enjoying the pleasure that your boyfriend is giving you.

The men around you palm their cocks over their pants watching you writhe in his lap. You couldn’t care about them totally focused on Kyle only. Kyle only smiles seeing that your lost in pleasure. His fingers leave your clit and stars teasing your hole.

“Johnny you need to find a girl like mine.”

You gasp feeling his fingers enter you, your head feels so fuzzy falling deeper into pleasure. You rest your head on his shoulder moaning as you feel his fingers drag against your walls.

“Shes so sweet and soft, you keep finding your ‘bonnie’ at bars and clubs but thats not a place where you can find a girl you can keep”

A warmth starts building up in your stomach feeling your orgasm quickly approaching. Kyles fingers thrust faster as he feels your walls start to tighten.

“You gonna cum baby hm? Tell me whos making you cum, tell me whos the only that can make you feel like this”

“You! You Kyle you’re making me feel so fucking good oh my god! Fuck!”

“Cum for me baby”

Your orgasm hits you, your vision is filled with white, your breath is shaky feeling fully satiated.

“Good girl”

Kyle kisses your temple slowly slipping out his fingers, you whimper from the stimulation slouching against his chest. Kyle takes his fingers coated with your slick into his mouth moaning at the taste. He licks the slick off his fingers as the others stare it him in shock and jealousy.

“You doin ok love?”

“Mhm, I’m ok but I want more baby”

“Your insatiable love”, Kyle says with a gentle chuckle.

He gently lifts you in his arms out of the booth ready to get home to give you everything you need.

“Alright then, I’ll see you next week mates I gotta take care of my darling girl here”

You giggle a little still feeling fuzzy from your orgasm.

“It was nice meeting you boys”

With that Kyle walks out with you in his arms ready to ravage you when you get home.

Wade wants exactly what you're talking about, sweet little Honey Badger!