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Hi! I Dont Know If Your Requests Are Open Currently So You Can Ignore This, But I Was Wondering If You

Hi! I don’t know if your requests are open currently so you can ignore this, but I was wondering if you could write something involving Nikolai being a soft dom as he overstimulates the reader, whispering praises into her ear as he coax another orgasm out of her?? I totally think he’s great at aftercare too but that might just be me 🤭 (Also love love LOVE your writing, and this is def inspired by your Nikolai hc’s that I loved too!!) 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽‼️

「✰」 ━━ HONEY AND MOLASSES

Hi! I Dont Know If Your Requests Are Open Currently So You Can Ignore This, But I Was Wondering If You
Hi! I Dont Know If Your Requests Are Open Currently So You Can Ignore This, But I Was Wondering If You
Hi! I Dont Know If Your Requests Are Open Currently So You Can Ignore This, But I Was Wondering If You
Hi! I Dont Know If Your Requests Are Open Currently So You Can Ignore This, But I Was Wondering If You
Hi! I Dont Know If Your Requests Are Open Currently So You Can Ignore This, But I Was Wondering If You

RATING R - Restricted [ Content warnings : 18+ mdni, afab!reader, feminine pronouns used, soft-dom!Nikolai, sub!reader, overstimulation, cunnilingus, oral sex, vaginal fingering, praise, body worship, slight biting, vulgar language, aftercare ]

SYNOPSIS As seen in the request above. (I wrote this in an hour straight, not stopping once. I don't know what possessed me, and I don't even know if this is good, but I really hope you like it. Thank you for the kind words. 🫶) Translations provided at the bottom!

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Hi! I Dont Know If Your Requests Are Open Currently So You Can Ignore This, But I Was Wondering If You

“Come on, малышка, you can give me another, нет?”

He asks rhetorically, voice low yet so sickly sweet, dripping from his lips as if it were laced with honey and molasses, a sweetness starkly contrasting with the way his thumb circles your clit in slow, counterclockwise circles, the rough padding juxtaposing the softness of his touch, two of his thick fingers filling you to be so utterly full as he curls and stretches them inside of you.

It’s the sweetest feeling, yet the cruelest torture. He’s kept you like this for what feels like hours, drawing orgasm after orgasm out of you that you can’t even find the strength in your arms to push or kick him away, left only to whine and keen out in loud, breathy sounds that he listens to like a gospel, the slurred words that fall from your lips sounding like nothing less than a prayer.

A prayer to him - for him.

“Nnn…”

You try to start, the first letter of his name finding its way to the tip of your tongue, ready to fold out and flourish into something more - a plea for him to stop or keep going, you don’t know - before it dies off, crumbles, and shatters, replaced by another whine as he replaces his thumb with his tongue, his chest rumbling as he chuckles deeply with nothing short of amusement.

His fingers continue their ministrations, curling so deeply inside of you that you swear you can feel him in your stomach, arching your back up into his touch and trying to shy away from it at the same time. You’re so drunk on the pleasure he’s been providing to you non-stop that, at this point, you can’t tell if you love it or if you hate it.

“Taking my fingers so well, aren’t you?”

He coos out in a whisper, his nose pressing against your lower abdomen, barely taking his tongue away for a few seconds to speak before it returns, providing you with its undivided attention. His free hand keeps one of your legs pressed back, keeping you wide open for him as he squeezes softly onto the flesh of the underside of your thigh.

“Ты так хорошо принимаешь все, что я тебе даю. Это так прекрасно.”

Your body jerks and spasms as you get closer and closer to your release, borderline thrashing against the bed as you whine out as his tongue quickens in the way it teases and abuses your poor, swollen clit, all puffy from the attention he’s been giving it, his fingers pumping and curling and stretching out your cunt in a way that makes you twitch.

God, it’s so beautifully devastating.

“Can’t… t… too much.”

You complain out to him, voice hoarse and raw, a broken sob passing through your lips and settling into the air between you both, mixing and intertwining with the smell of sex, weaving into a blanket of pleasure. He chuckles, his eyes crinkling as he does so, before he takes your clit into his mouth and sucks hard onto it, making your breath stutter as it depletes from your lungs.

And then everything blurs.

Your orgasm hits you like a semi-truck, having you teeter over the edge of pleasure before pushing you in without warning, your eyes rolling back into your head as your back arches, your whole body tensing as you clench and gush around his fingers, completely soaking them with the warm slickness of your climax - though, granted, everything up to his knuckles has been soaked in nothing but your slick and cum for the past while, so there’s hardly any difference.

“There you go, beautiful girl. That’s it.”

He murmurs softly, his tongue gently flicking your clit in slow, unhurried movements, working to draw out your orgasm to the very last second before finally - finally pulling away, pressing one last kiss to it that makes you jolt as he slowly slides his fingers out of you, the makeshift plug that they had acted as being removed, a small amount of your own cum and slick trickling out of you.

It’s an intoxinactingly sinful sight, one that makes him groan deep as he licks off his fingers and knuckles, tongue tracing over every bump and dip of his hands as he cleans remnants of you from it, watching the haze that coats your eyes as your body twitches and shivers ever-so slightly, riding out the last of your high as your body slowly begins to melt into the plush fabric of the bed.

The sight makes him grin, the scruff of his beard scratching against your inner thigh as he leans back, pressing a gentle kiss to it, nibbling softly as he translates his pure adoration into the action, littering kisses and gentle bites all along the skin of your left thigh, before transitioning to the right one, mumbling soft praises against your skin as he does so.

“So perfect for me. Pretty sight, you are. You already know that though, да? Of course you do. Smart thing, too.”

He’s muttering softly to himself, lost in his own world as you lose yourself in yours, dumb from all of the pleasure he’s given to you, having drawn… four? Five orgasms out of you? You can’t even tell or remember at this point, having lost track when the sun first went down outside - it’s pitch black now, so it must have been a while ago.

He worships your body as if it were a work of art - a marble statue sculpted by the ancient Greeks, a work of art for only his eyes to see, to adore, to lust for, to praise, to grab, to touch, to hold, to kiss, to bite, to lick, to worship. Because you are everything to him. You’re the reason he gets up in the mornings and the reason he sleeps so peacefully at night.

A goddess amongst mankind, he muses.

His hands traverse the curves of your form, greedily grabbing and tugging at every inch of skin that he can find, pulling you closer and further into his own bare frame, pressing kisses against your skin, and licking hot, wet paths along your body, as if he were following a map to find a treasure he’s spent his whole life searching for, utterly obsessed with the journey he’s set out on.

Your thighs, your cunt, your tummy, your tits, your shoulders, your hands, your neck… refusing to stop until every inch of skin on your body has been touched by his lips and his words, mumbling out lowly, breathily against the underside of your chin as he continues to travel upwards, right until he finds himself hovering above you, his lips a hairsbreadth away from your own.

“My pretty girl.”

“Y…”

You try to start, wanting to affirm his words and say “yours”, but you’re too fucked out to even think about what letter comes next in that response, your mind too lost in the foggy daze it’s lost itself in, your eyes long having glazed over as you stare at him, blinking slowly with your lips parted, mouth open, having so many words to say but not nearly enough energy or focus to form them.

He silences your words with a kiss to your lips, and you can taste every part of yourself on his tongue as he tastes your lips, swallowing the word from your lungs and your mind until you forget it, only focused on him, fingers reaching upwards with strain towards his cheeks, trying to pull him in impossibly closer, to which he chuckles, the sound reverberating against your chest.

He tuts and clicks his tongue as he gently pats your outer thigh, pulling back by a few inches, his eyes lost in a haze of their own.

“Come on. Let me get you cleaned and fed. You’ve been so good for me. You deserve it.”

And how could you ever deny him?

Hi! I Dont Know If Your Requests Are Open Currently So You Can Ignore This, But I Was Wondering If You

малышка - baby, baby girl

нет - no

Ты так хорошо принимаешь все, что я тебе даю. Это так прекрасно. - You are so good at taking everything I give you. It's so beautiful.

да - yes

Hi! I Dont Know If Your Requests Are Open Currently So You Can Ignore This, But I Was Wondering If You
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1 year ago

you and childhood best friend Simon losing your virginities together on your birthday🥺

Pairing: childhood friend! Simon Riley x fem! Reader

Warnings: mdni, both reader and Simon are implied to be 19 or so, fluffy smut, lose of virginity on both sides, fingering, unprotected sex and pulling out as contraception (DON’T DO THAT)

A/n: god anon, that’s absolutely fucking ADORABLE!!! I enjoyed writing this sm! It turned out a bit longer than I originally planned but it is what it is.

You and your best friend Simon were sprawled out on your soft bed, soft pink sheet were rustling underneath your bodies whenever you moved. Some stupid show was playing on your laptop but neither of you paid much attention, chatting and laughing at each other’s stupid jokes, tummies full of delicious cake and aromatic tea cold and long forgotten on your bedside.

- What else does my angel want for her birthday? You know I’ll do anything you want, - Simon said quietly, his voice slightly raspy from chain smoking. Corners of his thin lips rose up in small smile, the one he reserved for you only; his hand came up to tuck a stand of loose hair behind your ear, gently pinching the apple of your cheek as he did so.

You just shrugged your shoulders meekly, smiling and blushing uncontrollably at this cheeky gesture:

- Nothing, just wanna be with you, - you said, looking up at Simon through long lashes, feeling your tummy flutter at the sight of his gummy smile upon hearing your words, those adorable dimples that you wanted to kiss so much showing on his stubble-pecked cheeks. You felt a sudden fit of courage simmering in your chest, so you added tentatively: - And maybe a small kiss?

You could hear your heart pounding in your ears as you watched Simon freeze, his body tensing for a few long moments after registering your words. Then his smile widened slowly as he sat upright from his semi-lying position, scooting over to be closer to you.

- I’ll give you as many as you wish princess, - he promised quietly, tip of his tongue running over his lips impatiently before pressing them against your own, big calloused hand coming up to cradle the side of your face. You hummed into the kiss contentedly, releasing long a breath you didn’t realise you were holding.

Your hands rested on Simon’s sides, crumpling soft cotton of his tee in between your trembling from nerves fingers, causing the hem to ride up, giving a glimpse on milky skin of his stomach.

Simon felt as if the whole world was spinning around and in the centre of it was you - gorgeous little you, all pretty and dolled up for your birthday, so pliant and soft in his rough hands. He couldn’t help himself from pushing his lips against yours a bit harder, small moan tearing through his chest upon the taste of your cherry scented lipgloss - god he’s been dreaming of this his whole fucking life.

Neither of you could tell how exactly everything happened - it was a mess of hot messy kisses full of tongue and shared saliva, hands raking up and down each other’s bodies, sloppily moulding and caressing, finally able to do so after years of yearning. You were laying on your back with Simon slotted cozily in between your thighs, his t-shirt off, button and zipper of his jeans undone, your greedy fingers cupping his hard-on through black cotton of his boxers, rubbing and stroking his throbbing cock. Blonde cussed under his breath, sucking another pretty mark on the side of your neck, his hands kneading soft pudge of your tits, pinching and tweaking sensitive nipples gently.

Simon didn’t hesitate to shift one of his hands lower, rubbing you through your pretty panties, cooing at the wetness seeping through them.

- Want you s’bad, Si, - you whined, bucking your hips against your best friend’s hand, feeling his cock twitch under your fingers at your words.

- Gotta work you open first, dearie, - he murmured and placed a small peck at the tip of your nose, doing quick work at shedding your clothes down, leaving you flushed and naked under him. Running two of his fingers over your slit he opened your folds, groaning at how fucking drenched you were for him. With his thumb rubbing and prodding at your clit a bit clumsily blonde carefully worked one finger inside of your fluttering hole, causing you to draw in a sharp breath. No matter how many times you stuffed yourself full of your fingers, everything felt tenfold better with Simon.

Soon he added a second, and then third fingers in, spreading you open on his thick knuckles, making you feel so full and needy for more. You synchronised the pace of your jerking on Simon’s cock with the his digits fucking in and out of you, eliciting a throaty groan from his.

- Can’t wait no more, I need to be inside of you, - Simon hissed, taking his fingers out of you, leaving you so cold and empty as he hastened to tear his pants and underwear off, crawling back in between your soft thighs. - Can I?

You nodded fervently, watching with wide eager eyes as your best friend pumped his cock a few times, spreading shiny bead of precum all over his brownish tip. Aligning himself with your awaiting entrance he met your eyes, making sure you wanted it still. Receiving a small yes that fell from your kiss swollen lips he pushed carefully, breaking into your virgin pussy. It stung still, even despite your pooling slickness and all the stretching. Simon hissed under his breath, head thrown backwards providing you with delicious view of his strong neck and chiselled adam’s apple, his face scrunched up as he fought the urge to bottom out inside your tight cunny, cumming shamefully quick.

Staying like that for a few long minutes to allow both of you to get used to completely new feeling Simon crouched down to pepper small butterfly kisses all over your cheeks and forehead, his affection melting your insides into a sparkly goo. Blonde took one of your hands and guided it down to where your sexes connected:

- Show me how you like to be touched.

And so you did, rubbing your clit in full circles, tight pleasure of it helping to ease all unpleasant feelings from first penetration. Simon cussed under his breath, feeling how you clamped down on his needy cock, pushing your hand away and taking over your clit, imitating the pace you’ve just shown him. With added stimulation you relaxed further into him, your walls declamping, allowing Simon to finally move.

His first thrusts were faltering and hesitant, not wanting to move too fast or rough to hurt your thus stretched walls any further. Slowly but surely picking up pace Simon soon was fucking you into your mattress, his cock brushing that one spot within you repeatedly, his thumb massaging tight figures eights on your swollen needy clit.

- That’s my birthday girl, so perfect for me. God you feel amazing, I could’ve cum right this instant, - Simon moaned, thrusting his hips against yours gently, fucking himself in and out of your needy cunny on slow sensual pace.

- Si, I think I’m gunna cum, - you whined out, feeling familiar heaviness settling in the pit of your tummy, your nerves aflame with newfound pleasure. Your hands gripped onto Simon’s buff biceps, seeking out some grounding; his hips faltered slightly, deep throaty moan rolling off his tongue - realisation alone that you were going to cum because of him was enough to push him right over the edge.

- Cum f’ me, pretty girl. Cum on my cock, let me make you feel good, - he encouraged, his thumb rubbing your clit more fervently, pushing you right into the pit of pleasure. Your body jolted as a wave of pure pleasure crashed over you like a tsunami, causing your eyes to roll back and toes curl. White dots were dancing before your eyes, white noise thrumming in your ears as you rode out your orgasm, your puffy pussy clenching and clamping down on Simon’s drooling cock, bringing him right to his limit.

- Ffffuuuuuck, - blonde gritted you, pulling his cock out and jerking it ferociously with his rough fist, a few pumps were enough for Simon to shoot his pearly cum onto your heaving tummy, staining your skin with milky ropes.

Crashing on the bed next to you Riley scooped you up in his tight embrace, holding you close to his heaving chest, thick fingers tangling themselves in between soft strands of your hair. Simon pressed soft kisses onto your hairline, making you giggle in post-coital bliss, snugging closer to your now lover.

- You can’t imagine how long I’ve been dreaming about holding you like that, - he murmured against your skin, inhaling lungfuls of your shampoo mixed with your favourite perfume. - God I’m not letting you get out of bed after that<3

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1 year ago

i am shy so this is going on anon-

😌 

but authority kink + boot worship kink w/ price would make me normal (ok it wouldn't but i can pretend- i keep thinking about it and i'm losing it)

you are so precious stop <3 i am literally not gonna do this justice but holy hell. i also feel embarrassed writing this but AH. AH!!

i feel like when price is home he definitely separates and detaches from 'captain price'; but, something made him twitch when you teasingly said it one time. it was in the morning before you had to get ready for work, price's hands grabbing at your waist while you pressed down against his crotch. your fingers tangled with the dog chain as one hand gently held his neck and your lips attaching to the other side.

"you gotta get ready for work," he mumbles, wanting you to stay there but he knows you'll be late if it goes any further. huffing in defeat, your body slides off his and makes its way off the bed, the t-shirt you are wearing falling down to cover your ass.

"understood, captain price." your hand waves him off jokingly as you slip into the bathroom, closing the door to get ready. the lump in his throat getting pushed down as he swallows, hand reaching for his cock over the blanket to adjust him self.

it was one thing to hear everyone else say it, but to hear you say it was completely different. the context was flirty, not stern or worrisome like he was going to have to deal with another problem arising.

so, when you got home later that day, slipping in through the front door as your keys clanked against the entryway table. "john?" you called out, body perking up when you heard his voice come from his office. knocking softly, you pushed open the door to see price sat at his desk; feet propped up on the edge with a file on his lap as he lazily shifted through the papers. his eyes glanced up at you as you stood in the doorway, a grin appearing on his face.

"wanna report how your day was?" and you couldn't help but smile, the word report making you chuckle softly.

"report? like i'm one of your soldiers?" you teased, but didn't know that was exactly what he meant.

"didn't stutter, did i?" the words causing your lips to part, stunned by the side you rarely saw of him.

"no-" before finishing your sentence, his voice cut you off.

"address me properly." there was no hesitation in the words, he didn't think twice about correcting you. three ticks of a clock hand later you nodded, your posture straightening.

"no, captain price." your words slightly louder than your normal sound level and clearer.

"c'mere," his hand tosses the file onto his desk, finger motioning you towards him as he swivels his chair to face to the side. per his command, your about to walk over when his voice stops you again. "crawl."

the word causes you to freeze again, but you don't protest or question him. slowly, your body lowers to the ground and palms press against the wood floor with your knees. out of embarrassment, you don't dare look at him as you make your way over. but, the feeling of his eyes burning into you is undeniable.

once in front of him, you kneel between his spread legs. his body leaning forward in the chair as his hand reaches for your chin, grabbing it between his thumb and index finger. "what a good girl," price murmurs, tilting your head upwards. "listening to my orders so well."

your eyes deflected from his view until he tilted your head, cheeks warming at his praise. he noticed as you shifted slightly on your knees, hips wriggling due to the heat building between your thighs. releasing your chin, he sat back in his chair as one foot pushed its way between your knees and forced them to spread your legs apart. the front of his boot pressing against your crotch as he dragged up slightly before pulling it back.

"clothes off, now." another order you quickly obliged with as you removed your clothes and once again kneeled before him; your body completely exposed to him. no facial muscles expressed his emotions as he stared blankly at you, the lack of it making you shy. but, the boot meeting your bare cunt again as you jolted upward from the contact of it against you.

"joh-" it was too late, the slip up noticed by him as he pulled the boot back again. a grin forming on his face once more as he leaned forward.

"what did i say?" he questioned, eyes burning directly into yours.

"to address you properly." you responded, hands eager to reach for your folds and to slip a finger past them to start fucking yourself with it.

"then why did you fuck up? hm?" his hands reached to grab under your armpits, guiding your body to rest you on his boot. his fingertips grazing down your arms as he made your wrap your arms around his leg. price leaned forward to be closer to your ear as his hot breath sent goosebumps across your skin, "aren't you a good girl?"

your chin rested on his knee as you looked up at him, giving him a small nod before you spoke, "always for you, captain." one of his hands grabbing at the back of your head to give your hair a gentle tug as a smile forms on his face.

"show me then, darling." the hand grasping your hair keeps its hold as he sits back in his chair, nodding his head as a signal for you. slowly, your hips pushed forward and back against his boot.

as you kept going, the burning sensation the laces built against your folds caused small winces to escape your lips; which led price to coo at you. fingers scratching the back of your head as he reminded you of what a good girl you were being and that you just needed to be reminded how to follow orders.

"i'm sorry, captain." the whine somewhat muffled as your forehead pressed against his knee, your body aching as the warmth between your thighs built and wetness pooled on his boot. hips rocking your body as you increased the pace, eager to get yourself off from the friction. your arms tightened around his leg as you pulled yourself closer.

"you look so pathetic," he murmured, watching you as your head lifted up with your lips parted as breathy moans would spill from them. "but such a good girl. keep fuckin' riding it." the overstimulation the laces caused pushing you to a squick release as you now sat in a pool of your juices that slid down the curves of the boot. pulling your body away, you sat on the floor and caught your breath.

"tsk, not done yet," his foot placing itself between your thighs as he gently pushed your body back further, allowing enough room in front of you to lean down to align your face with the boot. the rigid soles of the shoe causing you to let out a small whine as it came in contact with your sensitive cunt. "gotta clean it up for me, darlin'."

now knowing better than to go against him, you leaned down and got your face close to his boot; tongue gliding across the sides where your juices had dripped. dragging it to the flat surface at the top of the boot, you cleaned the mess you left behind as you consumed it into your mouth. the whimper that left your body unable to stop itself as the embarrassment took over again.

but, before you could finish cleaning the rest, price stood from the chair and bent down to pick you off the floor. your body submitting to him as you let him help you up; which then led to him picking you up as you clung around his body.

"did 's good, darlin." price murmurs as he takes the both of you out of his office and up to your bedroom.

I Am Shy So This Is Going On Anon-

i got lazy towards the end and rushed it</3 but shout out to @metalsprinkles - i will be kissing their brain for their comment about humping the boot and licking in clean that made this possible hehe


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1 year ago

ok so i just had a thought that i need to put somewhere. bestfriend!possessive! soap who finds out you have toys and gets mad because why wouldn't you just come to him??!! that's what best friends are for, how could you have not realized that?

im gonna be honest, i imagine it being Ghost that would get annoyed with your toys because he thinks he should be in charge of your pleasure.

Soap, on the other hand, would start literally drooling if he found the toys hidden in your bedside table or in a box under your bed and you'd see him suddenly staring at you from the other side of the room, his eyes glinting like a wolf's in the darkness, and a shudder would run through you. like just a screaming voice in your head telling you to get OUT of your apartment lmao.


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1 year ago
hey there! I'm giving out hearts to brighten up people's days. do you want one?
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1 year ago

Oh ignore me just in a mood and thinking about the angsty angsty angst of Soap being on base the next time Niktos little trade off is brought in. Him trying to comfort her. Him sort of falling for her over the week she is there before she's getting given to Nikto. Everything is fine. I'm fine. I'm so so fine I'm not falling apart this is great.

my guts churned reading this, holy shit.

any minute he's not with you he's camped outside of laswell's office, begging for your freedom until the pleas for mercy morph into threats of violence. price has to be called in. he's eventually barred from being anywhere near her office because he becomes such a menace. tries to recruit anyone who will make eye contact with him to help with a rescue attempt.

god, he'd also refuse to leave your side as you sit in the neighboring cell to nikto's, glaring at him whenever nikto tries to speak to you or reach for you. wordlessly pointing his gun at graves whenever he wanders over to antagonize you. when the day finally comes that nikto returns from his mission, ghost has to lock him in his bunk and threaten him with the cattleprod if he tries to break a window. he's fucking inconsolable, pacing and punching walls until he's finally let out.

he insists on being the one to drive you home. you don't want to be touched, which is understandable, but god does he wish he could hold you, comfort you in some way other than just being fucking furious on your behalf. when he drops you off, he hands you two small slips of paper. one is the name and address of someone who can help you disappear and start a new life where you can never be found by nikto or anyone else. the other is the phone number to the encrypted burner phone that's in his pocket.


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