John Price X Fem!reader

john price x fem!reader

cw: finger/thumb sucking, oral (m) receiving

NSFT ✩ MINORS DNI (18+ ONLY)

GENERAL MASTERLIST

price realizes quickly you have an oral fixation. his thumb gliding over your pouty lip and your eyes sparkle with anticipation.

gently parting your lips as your body melts into his. price grips your chin while his thumb finds its way into your mouth. pushing down on the center of your tongue as you whine quietly.

only after your eyes widen, pleading with him, does he let you wrap your lips around his thumb. swiping your tongue as your thighs close to try and alleviate the throbbing that’s begun between your legs.

your clit aching as he pushes his finger deeper into your mouth, his eyes never leaving yours as you start whimpering against his thumb.

“makin’ it hard for me to not stuff your mouth with something else, princess.”

it’s not long before his fingers are threading through your hair, his cock bullying it’s way into your throat as you gag on the size of him.

your eyes glassy and desperate as you messily roll your tongue down the length of his cock. sucking and licking as he fucks your throat.

my beautiful girl <3

ME ME ME

who up fiddlin they norm

i love how you portray him idk he’s even hotter than usual

me rn:

Biting ✷

For Luna’s kinktober 🫶🏻 @pandoraslxna

Miles Quaritch x female recom reader

Smut warning - biting, marking, spanking, scratching, blood consumption, domination and degradation, slight dub!con themes, very rough sex, overstimulation, mentions of oral sex. 🔞

Tagging: @pandoraslxna @quaritchsluts @neteyamyawne

“Quit squirmin’.”

Slap.

You yelp, his hand making contact with your ass for the billionth time since he’d arranged your body into your arched, cat-like pose atop his mattress. You mewl, the pathetic moan muffled by his sheets as he buries himself inside of you to the brim over, over and over again.

Your hair is matted and ruffled, a few clumps of it damp from your tears and drool. It's caked to your flushed, sweat-beaded face as Miles keeps one hand planted on the crown of your skull, holding your head down. “Who's pussy is this?” you hear him snarl behind you.

“Hmf! Y-yours... ungh!” you almost gargle and choke on your own spit as your watering mouth continues to flood the mattress, your eyes clenched to confine the tears that form. Miles growls and the mattress dips below his weight as he settles himself over you, caging you beneath him like his prey. “Can't hear ya. Who's fuckin’ pussy is this?”

You cry out when another smack is delivered to your ass, a lingering sting remaining as a reddened handprint surely forms there. “Fuck-! Yours! All yours!” you push your head up against his palm when you struggle to breathe, but he hisses and adds more pressure to keep you pinned. His thrusts pick up pace, his free hand moving from its previous cupping of your ass cheek to push your upper back down, granting him the leverage to deepen his angle.

“Is that right?” he chuckles grimly, his tone dark and gravelly. “If this pussy belongs to me, why in the hell did I catch ya grindin’ it against Corporal Wainfleet’s crotch in training t’day?” you groan, the haziness of your vision worsening as you desperately gulp for greedy intakes of air. “I didn't- I wasn't... Miles, please!”

“Oh, ‘please’, she says.” he mocks you, the washboard surface of his abdomen slick as it presses against your back, the rhythm of his hips not once relenting as he fucks you hard and fast. “So pretty when you cry, baby.” his whisper is a taunting one, and your eyes roll like marbles in their sockets when the tip of his tongue pokes out to lap at the shell of your ear.

“Need’a teach you a lesson, lil’ bitch.” so he nips at your earlobe, before sucking the flesh into his mouth. You writhe underneath him and throw one of your arms back to grip his neck, but you’re so fucked-out that your hand slips, your nails inevitably clawing him. Miles flinches and jerks his head back as blood begins to trickle down onto his collarbone. “Huh. So it's like that?”

You huff, your nostrils flaring against the sheets and the bridge of your nose crinkling. “Fine, doll. Two can play it like that.” his voice means business and your droopy eyes widen when he rolls you over, his dick still nestled cosily within you as he twists you around on it. You gasp for oxygen now that your face is no longer forced onto the bed, and reach for him with trembling hands. “Please- too much. I can't. It hurts…”

“Hush, now.” he coos and pats the side of your thigh. “Gotta make you pay for bein’ a dirty slut, ain't I?” he settles his knees under your limp, quivering thighs and takes hold of your ankles so he can position them over his shoulders. You murmur incoherently, shaking your head ‘no’ as you attempt to sit upright. Miles smirks and turns his head to peck a chaste kiss to the sole of your foot. “Brought this upon yourself, darlin’.”

Your tail jabs at him irritably, it seems it's the only limb of yours with any ability to move at all. He snorts at the pathetic attempt and fists the appendage mid-air, before allowing it to wrap itself around his wrist. “Fiesty,” he remarks with a smug expression. “I like feisty.”

You whimper and roll your head to the side as your cervix contracts and pulsates around his still cock, the walls of your cunt sucking him in impossibly further. “I- I'm sorry,” you mumble as he resumes a steady speed within you, your pussy squelching lewdly around his girth. He grins, a single fang flashing as he does. “Wasn't so hard, was it?”

You smile lazily, certain he’ll finally relent after what must be an hour of enduring his punishment. “Won’t do it again, will ya?” he then questions, his hips coming to a standstill again as he leans down so your faces are mere centimetres apart, your legs still bent over his shoulders. The switch in positions causes him to sink deeper inside of you, the head of his cock foraging against the roof of your cervix. You purse your lips to refrain from moaning and smile sweetly up at him. “No, baby. Promise.”

His eyes soften, his frown diminishing at your words. Relief washes over you, and you slide a hand up between your tangled bodies to stroke his cheek. He leans into your touch, his eyelids fluttering to a gradual close. He inches his face closer to yours as if initiating a kiss, but just as your lips are about to meet, he snaps his head to the side and clamps his teeth down onto the slope of your neck.

You shriek as his canines break your skin, and your hands latch onto the solid structure of his back and scrape downward. “Shit, Miles!” the thick muscles of his back twitch as you claw at it, and he bites down harder in reciprocation. You wriggle beneath him, before snarling and locking your own jaws over his shoulder. What can only be described as a purr rumbles from his chest, and he finally releases your flesh from his mouth. You do the same and uncurl your digits from cutting into his skin while he all but slurps the beading droplets of blood from your neck.

You sigh as he cleans your mark, and do the same with the one you bit onto his shoulder. His blood is metallic and tangy on your tongue, and the pair of you revel in it together as your mouths collide in a sloppy kiss. You can taste yourself on his tongue; a combination of your sweet blood and the remnants of your even sweeter nectar from when he devoured you some time prior.

But the moment ends abruptly when he breaks the kiss with a wet pop and simultaneously tugs his dick from your throbbing cunt, before standing to his feet with his signature stoic expression. You prop yourself up on your elbows and stare up at him quizzically. “Miles? Are you okay?”

He pads toward your shared ensuite, stopping short in the doorway. “Damn right ya won't fuckin’ do it again.” is all he says before the door is slammed behind him, the sound of the shower spurting to life following soon after.

yes pls

Could we please pretty please get your thoughts on Virgin!Reader and Soap? Do you think he'd be sweet? Or maybe a bit cocky?

ooh i mean you just have to take one look at him and know he's a little shit (affectionate)

18+, fem!reader

i think it starts off with a power trip. he gets to be the first one to fuck you? he gets to be the first one to feel you? he's going crazy

don't get me wrong, he's sweet. but he's not price or gaz sweet. sure, he'll praise you and all that nice stuff, but he's cocky as hell

he makes sure to stretch you out nice for his cock first, probably using his tongue and his fingers, muttering and moaning into your soaked core about how you were all for him and he was the first (and only) to have you like this

he's definitely the type to drag the head of his cock up and down your folds, smearing your arousal across your slit. his eyes are on it, too, watching the way your slick drips down the length of his cock. his eyes find your face again when he slowly, slowly pushes in– and i mean slowly fr. this man is inching into you at a snails pace

"there we go, bonnie. nice an' slow, see? you feel my cock stretching this tight cunt open? yeah you do. good girl, there you go. almost there."

and he's the type to just stay still when he's balls deep. you're wriggling and begging him to move and he's just groaning low, his cock pushed right up against your cervix, his hips pressing into yours

he'll be very attentive when he does start to fuck you, and will only increase his pace and thrusts when you've come at least once around his cock

and after you've done the deed, he'll comment on it all the fucking time like the cheeky shit he is. smiling when you wince as you sit down, winking when you blush after he mentions it for the hundredth time

Have any thoughts on what could 141s zodiac sign be? Im so into astrology but I can't come up with cohesive idea because there's so many hence why i sent you this ask to have a good start 😭

honey, you’ve come to the right place. if there’s two things i fiend off, it’s zodiac signs and 141 <3

johnny is a sagittarius !!!! everyday would be an adventure with him, even if you’re nipping to the corner shop

without a shadow of a doubt, simon is a capricorn — what you see is what you get and you will always know where you stand with him (platonically and romantically) also @all-caps-ghost has just confirmed my theory to be true, so now it’s pretty much canon hehe

i see kyle as a taurus, two words — loyal and dependable. this man could ground a boeing 757

john is also a capricorn — a natural born leader, after all. it also explains why i see a lot of similarities between him and simon in the way they operate