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So js a quick question do you write for rodolfo too? If not that's okay I js have a request idea for him but I wanna know if you do write for him for clarification😭
hi! I have thought abt writing for Rudy & Alejandro, I'm just not super familiar with how to. but I'm willing to try!! I'm honestly open to trying anything, just forgive me if it takes me 1 or 2 posts to get their characters down properly 😭😭
#i love asks#ive missed posting sm#fucking exam season#anyways#send me the idea!!! im v curious!!#estelle talls
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I have a select handful of tumblr mutuals that I'm always like chill-ly trying to impress. if I post something like "I bet she'll love this post" and she don't interact with it I'll be like "I'm not good enough. gotta get better"
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tw://overstim, mentions of hard(?) kink, puppygirl smut, corruption kink, porn, very degrading/condescending, oral(m)
owner!price who finds out you, his new little puppygirl, is a virgin.
his head spins, cock twitching at the idea of corrupting your dumb little puppy-brain. he pins you to his lap, a hand gripping your jaw tight, forcing you to watch video after video of sweet puppygirls like you being violated by their owners.
each one is worse than the last, he deliberately chose the most filthy, degrading, perverted clips. he feels a little mean about it, conditioning your dumb little cunt to get wet at the idea of being ruined by him, but the thought is quickly forgotten as he sees how easy it is.
he doesn't let you look away for a second, making you watch as puppygirls are spat on, tied up, spanked, edged and overstimulated. his voice is a low grumble as he toys with you, teasingly tapping your clit as he spews filth.
“I know sweetheart, you wanna be bred like that pretty girl, hm? but only big girls get their owners cock. you're just a puppy, puppys are allowed to be bred, silly girl.”
“oh? I didn't think you were such a filthy little mutt, dripping all over me while you watch other poor pups be split open by cock.”
“shh shh shh, be good sweetheart. i know, I know, you think you're a big girl. but you're wrong. your little puppy-cunt can't even take my fingers.”
he torments you for what feels like hours, tapping your clit, groping your thighs, making you watch video after video. he doesn't stop until you've turned into a drippy, sensitive, whiny mess.
even then, he doesn't grant you any real relief, pushing you off his lap. he presses the smooth leather of his boot to your sensitive, swollen little clit, watching you hump it like a bitch in heat.
strokes his cock while he watches, pulling his boot away only a second before you cum. the sight of your ruined, tear streaked face is what sends him over the edge, painting your face with his hot, sticky cum.
#uhhhhhhh hi#also thought abt price showing pup!reader videos of hybrids fucking so she could learn before she meets johnny for the first time#not the happiest w this but i really liked the idea#anyways i am working on pt2 of the pily 141 thing and some stuff from my inbox#mw2 x reader#mw2 smut#price x reader#john price x reader#price x chubby!puppygirl#price x reader smut#price x female reader#female reader#captain price x reader#john price x reader smut#mw2 x reader smut
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wait by the new hozier song is it the too sweet one or am i missing something ;-;
too sweet is actually the first hozier song ive actually looked up to listen to..
yeah! it's his newest (I think). it's all over my tiktok atm.
(it's called 'too sweet' if anyone's wondering 😭😭)
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
GhostSoapPrice <3
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can we please all agree that the new hozier song SCREAMS price and the new recruit for 141
#like honestly#could also be considered for ghosts and (fanon)soap#they're very cute#1 COD FAN#anyways i have the craving to write tooth rotting fluff inspired by it#ALSO SORRY FOR ALL THE BOOPS AHAHAHAHA#boop#mw x reader#price x reader
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bro I'm boutta boop all my mutuals so much it's going to be insufferable
#TURN THEM ON#I WILL START DM-ING YOU ALL#i already dmed bear#IM COMING FOR YOU#if you boop me#we are instant friends#I DONT MAKE THW RULES#estelle talls
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Hiii
I was wondering- Did you already write a fic with Gaz and Price taking reader at once? If not, can you write a little Drabble please 🙏 ❤️
prices grip on your jaw is almost painful. you're splayed out on your back, pretty body exposed to both his and kyles greedy eyes. prices grip keeps you still as he eases his cock down your throat. slick sounds of you gagging fill the room, alongside kyles whimpers, but he doesn't pay mind.
your owner slides his hand down, pressing down on your throat, feeling his dick bulge in your throat as he thrusts. he almost forgets about kyle, focused on how hot, wet, and tight your pretty mouth is. he much prefers it like this, rather than whining at him.
kyle stands still, every nerve of his body is alight. he's a good boy, at least that's what he tells himself. price had given him specific instructions. 'do not move until I tell you to.'
his fingers dig into your hips, leaving indents as he wills himself to stay still. he's buried to the hilt inside your cunt. your walls tighten and spasm around him. his breathing is heavy, eyes trained on your body. you look so pretty like this. your back arched, tits pushed out, cunt on display.
he pants, unable to stop himself from whining. he leans forward, hands resting on either side of you, hunched forward as he struggles to stay still. "pl-please captain," it's almost torture for him. finally, he's able to feel your tight cunt around his cock, and yet, he's not even allowed to grind into you. "fuck- I need to, feels so fucking tight," he's practically drooling, drops of saliva dripping onto your chest, "need t'move, please captain."
price smirks. It's as if your body is a toy, something that he's using to get off. he pulls out of your mouth, gripping his cock, looking down as he traces your lips with his tip. "what do you say pup? you want Kyle t'fuck you? want t'feel him deep in your guts?"
your mouth opens to respond, but price doesn't give you the chance. he thrusts forward, once again stuffing your throat. his hips grind against you, smirking as you choke and gag. your whole body reacts, legs kicking up as you squirm and twist.
price tuts, pulling back again to let you catch a breath. he ignores you, however, giving you a moment of respite. his focus is on Kyle, hand gripping his hair tightly to make Kyle meet his eyes.
"you seem to be out of luck, puppy," the whine kyle lets out is nothing less than pathetic. it tugs at price's heartstrings. he knows first-hand just how tight and irresistible your pretty cunt is. he sighs, as if it's a bother, "you get 30 seconds. if you don't finish within it, you're not cumming till next week."
price can barely finish his sentence before kyle starts moving. its almost like the other pup is bullying your cunt. your whole body jolts with each thrust, each one hitting deep, deep inside your cunt.
price lets go of kyle, instead gently guiding you to look up at kyle. he leans down, lips brushing your ear as he speaks. you feel him grip your jaw again, this time much more gently. "look at him sweetheart," prices thumb strokes your jaw as he makes you watch kyle, "so desperate."
kyle doesn't let up, doesn't even seem to care about you. his hands grip your waist as he slams you back onto his cock. with each thrust, he pushes further into you. his whimpers and moans fill the room, far overshadowing yours. he's desperate, willing himself to cum before price calls him off. a shiver shoots up his spine. he can feel himself twitch, almost seconds away from cumming, filling up your pretty cunt.
and its then, in that moment, that price pushes him away, and out, of you. denying both you and kyle the feeling of him cumming deep inside you.
#price is such an asshole ngl#poor gaz#gaz ends up fucking readers thighs while they sleep to get off#i know this doesnt exactly fit the ask but I thought it was just ajsdfnaf#yummy#anyways#sorry for being away#price x reader#mw2 smut#mw2 x reader#john price x reader#price x chubby!puppygirl#price x reader smut#female reader#price x female reader#gaz x reader#gaz smut#gaz x reader smut#kyle x reader smut#kyle x reader#pup kyle x pup reader#price x puppygirl
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THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 1K!!!
I didn't think this blog would get semi popular. I used to have one for another fandom, which is now dead in the grave, but I'm glad I get to write for this one.
I have had so much fun reading the comments and reblogs on my posts. I adore all of my moots, and I am incredibly grateful for each and every one of my followers.
thank you again 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼
#estelle talks#thank you#im very grateful#i find it hard to interact with mutual and others.#but trust me#each comment and stupid little hastag makes me giggle#🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼
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as a thank you for hitting 1k followers, and an apology for my absence, I would like to share my take on poly!141.
poly141! x recruit!reader. 1.5k words. mentions of sex, although no smut. yet.
you're a sweet little thing. smart as a whip, nerdy, and confident. having spent most of your post highschool graduate years studying, youve acquired numerous impressive qualifications. while most people your age in university were out partying, getting blind drunk, hooking up, you were studying.
a tech genius. that's what laswell had sold you as to price. he had been hesitant to allow any new members at all, especially ones so young. and yet, taskforce 141 sees two new additions. the newest little tech genius who's climbing quickly through the ranks, and another soldier. someone by the name of roach.
at first, you weren't amused. as a woman in the military, your life was already difficult enough. being assigned to an all male taskforce felt like your worst nightmare. but after some convincing from laswell, and realizing this would be the fastest way to make a name for yourself, you sign the papers.
your first week is smooth, albeit awkward. you and the other new recruit, roach, get along fairly well. he's funny, a little dorky, but obviously skilled. he isn't as intimidating as the others, being almost as young as you. you find yourself gravitating to him often, often staying up late together, eating meals together, and even training together. you make quick friends.
and so, it's only natural that you both end up becoming… closer. late night talks turn into makeouts, and makeouts turn into grinding. it's somewhat clumsy however… as if the two of you can quite place the power dynamics.
the others, however, are much more of a challenge to get along with. you're cautious, aware these men have been in this business much longer than you. the four of them- price, ghost, gaz, and soap- are a power unit. it takes weeks for you to find your place within the team.
price tries to be welcoming, although it doesn't quite work. there's this sense of authority and power around him that makes you feel small, almost submissive. his gruff voice sends shivers down your spine each time he speaks over comms, panties growing wet each time he gives you a direct order.
it's almost as if he knows, whispering your name rather than your military nickname. his voice sounds almost seductive. it makes you feel like a pervert, imagining him growling in your ear each time you get off.
price has a way of always remaining in control and not just with you. the power dynamics within the task force are subtle yet well established. there seems to be a chain of command that follows their ranks. price on top, then ghost, then gaz and soap. you notice how they all drop casual innuendos, their affection for each other, corssing over the boundary of just friendliness.
ghost barely looks, let alone, speaks to you for the first month. you're unsure if he even likes you. on the field, he's sharp and alert. you occasionally hear him share banter with the others, but never feel brave enough to join in. the man is intimidating, almost three times your size, a quiet sort of confidence and dominance that follows him around. he's the one you train with most often.
ghost is ruthless. he slams you into the matt, somehow always ending up between your thighs, his big hands holding them apart and pinning you down. you can't help but memorise the sight. your Lieutenant, panting, slightly sweat as he holding you in such a lewd position, glaring down at you.
it's your favourite fantasy to think about late at night as you touch yourself, unaware that the walls are so thin that ghost himself hears you whimper his name. he strokes himself in time with the slick noises of your cunt, imagining how desperate you must look.
gaz isn't intimidating, per say. he isn't distant like ghost or unapproachable like price. the man has such a casual confidence and arrogance around him. he's the first to speak to you, ask you about yourself. throughout your career, you've met many military soldiers. most the men fit into two categories, misogynistic dicks who don't believe you have a place within the ranks, or disgusting perverts who want a quick fuck (most of them have wives, even kids.) but gaz is refreshing. he fits into neither.
he often starts conversations with you. asking questions and truly listening as you speak. little do you know he records each one, saving them for when he's alone late at night. something about the way you speak, your tone, the quiet rasp or accent, it makes him stupidly hard. he's not above recording you while you workout, standing just close enough to capture each huff and grunt as you lift. it's those recordings that get him off the quickest, wondering how whiny youd sound if he held a vibrator to your clit, didnt let up until you were crying and covered in slick.
and soap. the man is difficult for you to read. your first impression is that he's one of those men who fit into the ‘misogynistic asshole’ category. apart from your initial meeting, he practically ignores you.
you can tell its not deliberate. he just seems more immersed in the natural, pre-established dynamic of the taskforce. the one that doesn't include you. it takes a while, but after a month or two, your interactions become more common.
he turns out to be very respectful- even helpful. due to your background in tech, you skipped a few ranks when you joined. soap helps you in the shooting range. standing behind you, body pressing into yours from behind, correcting your posture before you fire.
you even create games with each other. he gives you little quizzes. theyre normally about gun components, military jargon, or even field upgrades. with each quiz he promises a ‘reward.’
its embarrassing whenever you blush and grow wet when he says it. the rough growl of his voice, combined with the accent he has, all makes you dizzy. you don't even notice how he plays it up, practically purring out the word, smirking as you squirm, making sure to graze his fingertips over your hot skin.
it's obvious that after a month or two, that roach is significantly more acclimated than you. it feels unfair. your relationship with each member is steadily growing, yet something about how roach interacts with them is so different. it's like you're missing a puzzle piece.
it isn't until one night when you're venting your frustration that roach reveals the reason he's clicked with them so quickly.
“It's like an initiation,” he smirks, eyes flicking away from you, “think of it kind of like…. hazing.” his eyes are almost predatory as he meets yours again, so unlike the goofy persona he usually has, “if you like, I could speak to price. they have started to discuss inviting you in.”
it's as if everything made sense now. it wasn't your fault. it was another case of discrimination, you being left out because you didn't fit into their stupid boys club.
ever since that conversation with roach, you have become frustrated, irritable, and short with them all. you fulfilled all your required tasks but refused to engage with them any further. denying invites to the pub, ignoring gaz when he tried to speak, training alone, no longer asking soap for help.
after about a week of this, price calls you to his office.
a sick sense of unease and anxiety settles in your gut. the man is so intimidating, and this surely wasn't a positive meeting. you've never been in a position like this. all throughout school, you were a grade A student, and within your years in the military, you've always maintained basic respect and politeness. you've never been in trouble with a CO.
when you step into his office, however, all your expectations are subverted. price sits at his desk, smoking a cigar. roach leans against it next to him. the two of them are speaking lowly.
price notices you first. his eyes carry an emotion you haven't seen before. lust. he's staring at you as if you're some sort of prey. with a smirk, he blows out a large puff of smoke. it curls around him, only making him more intimidating.
“if you were feeling excluded, sweetheart, you should've made me aware.” he leans back in his chair. suddenly, the room feels so small, your body getting hot, “id be more than happy to include you.”
roach walks towards you, guiding you further into the office. he doesn't let you sit, however, instead standing behind you, hands groping your hips. his fingertips slip under your shirt, brushing the sensitive skin of your stomach.
he kisses your neck, “price wants to see how pretty you are,” his hands slide further up, taking your shirt off, “let's give him a show, yeah?”
cont.
#i apologise if this is kinda shit#im really tired HAHAHAH#i jus wanted to post something for 1k#i appreciate each and every one of you#thank you 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼#mw2 x reader#mw2 smut#price x reader#price x reader smut#price smut#gaz x reader#gaz smut#gaz x reader smut#johnny x reader#johnny x reader smut#soap x reader#soap x reader smut#soap smut#ghost x reader#ghost x reader smut#ghost smut#141 x reader#141 x reader smut#poly 141#roach x reader#roach x reader smut#mw smut#mw3 smut
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I love talking to mutuals but I always feel bad because of the time difference
#i think most of you are american#or canadian#not sure#i live in australia so#time difference is very apparent#uhhhhhhhh anyways#mutuals feel free to msg me wete actually already best friends so 🤷#estelle talks
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i’m feeling rlly encouraged by my little corner of the internet rn, so i want to discuss something that is pretty relevant to dark content and fanfiction in general. nobody can control the things that they’re into, nobody has a say in what kinks or fetishes they develop, and finding an outlet through art and writing is absolutely wonderful in my opinion.
that being said, blanket statements condemning “purity culture” and promoting the idea that all of this art is morally neutral are very much dangerous, particularly in white fandom spaces. that is not what purity culture means.
to avoid boring you, the term "purity culture" originated from the 1990s christian movement emphasizing sexual abstinence. since then, the term has evolved to include the sanitization of art, expression, language, etc. to avoid upsetting or taboo subjects, disproportionately targeting women, queer people, people of color, and all marginalized groups who are historically seen as "inappropriate" or "unclean". the effects of purity culture are very real in both the internal and external suppression of a person's ideas and life experiences. some personal accounts of the 90s movement conclude that purity culture is the cause of ptsd in people who lived through it. people still insist that queerness should be kept out of children's media for being inappropriate or inherently sexual. clearly the effects are still here.
"purity culture" can be applied to a plethora of topics in taboo art. this includes the depiction of racism and racial violence. white creators can depict racism in their work, but these creators and by extension their white followers have a responsibility to analyze their treatment of characters of color. i’ve seen it said that fictional characters cannot be objectified because they are objects, and this is true—however, these characters can be examples of fetishization. racial and ethnic stereotypes can absolutely be applied in dark content.
racial stereotyping is what moves the treatment of fictional characters of color from "objectifying" to fetishizing. an example that comes to mind is comparing fictional men of color to animals--historically, comparing men of color to animals is a form of dehumanization and othering. it was used as an argument to support slavery in america based on the idea that black people were savage, animalistic, and less intelligent by nature, and thus require subjugation by white people as their "stewards". stephanie meyer played into this trope by making the werewolves in the twilight trilogy all indigenous people, specifically focused on portraying men of color. what makes this harmful racial stereotyping isn't that men of color were shapeshifters or werewolves. its because it was only people of color that were portrayed as animals.
racism is prevalent in fandom spaces. many creators of color have shared their experiences with this and been told to stop “clutching their pearls”. the fact is, sharing and creating racist content with an uncritical eye as a white person is irresponsible at best, and makes fandom spaces inaccessible to fans of color. we can’t cultivate online communities without care and concern for one another, and that means taking responsibility, learning about fetishizing tropes and how to spot them in your work or other people’s work.
this is not a condemnation or a callout. as a person of color in fandom, i know a lot of wonderful white allies who actively make the community accessible to fans of color. all i want with this post to help make this space safer for myself and others, and that means pointing out racism and encouraging people to educate and inform themselves.
#this is very important.#people need to be aware of the content youre consuming#AND the content youre writing#if youre a write you need to be listening to poc and other marginalised groups#its VERY important#esp if youre writing x reader. its not difficult to swap out a couple words to make it accessable#again#i hope that if any of these issues arise in my writing someone will polietly tell me#ANYWAYS#once again#moot is speaking facts#<33
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we are getting DANGEROUSLY close to 1k HELP
#im very grateful#becuase ik i havent been posting much#BUT JFC#BRO#WHERE DID YOU ALL COME FROM#HELP????#i did not expect to get this popular this quick#ive only JUST made 100 posts#istg 💀💀💀#but seriously thank you 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼#estelle talks
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TW//: hardest smut I've written (I think), cnc, gangbang, punishment, body writing, extreme degradation, overstim, anal, oral(m&f receiving), implied poly relationship, bad editing.
thinking abt captain price who brings his puppygirl to work. you've been naughty, a desperate mess for his cock. humping his boots, pawing at his cock, grinding your dripping cunt on whatever you can find. he's tired of it.
price ties you up, handcuffing you to the coffee table in his office. he strip's you down, leaving your soft body exposed to whoever walks in. he even turns the ac up, smirking the way your nipples pebble, thighs shaking as you whine.
and to make it worse, he writes on your body. filthy words that make you squirm and leak. 'slut', 'whore', 'breeding bitch', 'cocksleeve', 'fucktoy'. he even goes as far to write a bold 'BREED ME' adding an arrowing pointing directly to your pretty cunt.
he's so mean, ignoring your desperate little cries and pleas for mercy. even as johnny holds you down, shoving his cock deep down your throat, he ignores you. he has no qualms finishing his paperwork while the sargent stains your pretty face with cum.
he lets all his soldiers use you. ghost stuffs your little cunt. it practically feels like hes ripping your little body apart. hands spreading your thighs as wide as they'll go, pawing the fat there as he spits a large, fat, ball of saliva on your clit. he laughs as you twitch, slapping your tits as you cum around his thick cock.
even gaz doesn't spare you mercy. he adds to prices writing, for such a pretty man his mind is filth. 'cum dump', 'dumb slut', 'free use'. he crosses out the 'BREED ME', instead writing 'useless'.
uses the left over slick and cum from ghost, pushing into your tight, inexperienced ass. big hands hold you down as he kisses up your spine. he doesn't care if it 'hurts', or if he's 'too big.' there's an arrow pointing to your ass, clearly saying 'USE ME.' he's never disobeyed an order from price, why would he now?
it's even worse when all three take you at once. ghost and soap fighting for room in your cunt. the two men are impatient, shoving their cocks deep inside your poor, overstimulated, cunt even as you cry.
gaz is no help, wiping your tears away as he forces his load down your throat, holding you still until you swallow everydrop. he squeezes his dick through your throat, milking every drop.
it's only when you're all fucked out, every hole stuffed with cum, that price has mercy. he lays you out on his desk, hands still cuffed, and cleans out your pretty cunt. licking fat stripes to your clit, fingering all the cum shoved into your pretty, used, cunt.
"shhhh, sweetheart. I know. but you wanted this, remember? this is what happens to needy puppies like you. they get held down and fucked like the little toys they are."
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SOOO CUTEEE AARRRRGHHHHHHH
puppy’s ritual
hiiii. hi ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა something warm and soft and cozy for ya, barest hint of nsfw (ready is Kind Of Horny)
price x plus size!puppygirl reader, 1.1k words, talk of hair care but kept general (author has wavy/curly hair !!)
price storms down the hall like a dark cloud, shoulder-checking anyone who doesn’t dodge out of his way fast enough. his cigar had been discarded a few corridors ago for some poor custodian to clean up and he’s already regretting the loss of the smoke between his teeth. now all he has is the steam practically pouring out of his ears.
how could his boy do this? how could he ever think this was okay? and you, why didn’t you protest? why didn’t you tell him? why didn’t you just call or text price right away? he would have dealt with it for you. his poor, sweet princess shouldn’t be forced to crawl on the floor in pain, sleep in a fucking dog bed!
oh, his poor, sweet princess.
price’s shoulders drop a little. of course, you didn’t tattle, you precious thing. too loving, too trusting. you probably didn’t even think ghost did anything wrong. and how could price be mad at you for trusting the man you were left with? the man price had put in charge of taking care of you? all the anger melts away into nothing but worry. would you be cowering when he found you?
of course, he had absolutely nothing to worry about. the moment he unlocks his door, you launch yourself into his arms.
“you’re home!” you shriek, your fluffy tail wagging wildly, all too delighted at his return. all the pent-up frustration and fear melt like ice, and he wraps his arms around your soft body with a sigh of relief.
“i’m home, pretty,” he murmurs. you’re so warm, so soft with your tummy and chest squishing up against him. pillowy soft under his fingers as he rubs his hands up and down your back, feeling the rolls with his palms. he feels your hips move against his—already, darling?—and tuts indulgently.
“not now, lovie,” he chides. “think we could both stand for a good wash, eh?”
truth be told, price would like nothing more than to hoist you onto the bed and rut into you like an animal, but he holds himself back for your sake. he’s still frustrated with ghost, after all. he doesn’t want to take that out on you—no, simon’s punishment would come later. you have to be at the front and center of his world right now, and by god, you are. right in front of him, huffing good-naturedly as he herds you to the bathroom.
price loves the ritual of washing you. he takes off your clothes slowly, taking time to run his palms over the soft skin, feeling the bumps and divots of stretch marks. he knows it's cheesy but in the roundness of your body he feels topography, valleys, and mountains, and he swears he’s holding the world.
next, into the shower. all your products lined up ever so neatly; shampoo, conditioner, treatments, masks, soaps, scrubs, anything you’d ever need. he lathers your hair carefully, avoiding tangles or tugs. he doesn’t mind cleaning the hair up later, either. it’s part of his routine with you. sometimes he likes to shave you too, depending on his mood, but right now he worries you might still ache from the days before when ghost put you on your knees, and he doesn’t want to put you in any uncomfortable positions.
you lean your head back and whine when his fingers, soaped up and foamy, work delicately over your nipples and the underside of your breasts. he ignores it, smiling to himself and kissing your temple. he works the soap between the rolls on your back where sweat collects, scrubbing to keep you nice and fresh, and then under the fold of your belly, the crease of your thighs…
“c’mon,” you protest. “you’re teasing.”
“and i’ll tease a little longer,” he laughs, withdrawing his hand. you fuss, but all it takes is a light grip on the back of your neck for you to settle. his obedient girl.
after a perfunctory scrub over his own body, price shuffles you out of the shower to towel you down and finish your hair care. he helps diffuse it gently and applies the leave-in products, giving your tail and ears the same level of care with their particular cosmetics. at last, you’re bundled in your warm pajamas, cozy and soft and precious as can be as he hoists you onto the counter (1, 2, 3, hup) for his other favorite part of the evening.
he leans his face as close as you instruct, your soft hands fluttering around his head to get the angle right. there’s amusement on his face as price watches you drip the exact right amount of water into the bowl to make the shaving lather, swirling it around with a brush and intense focus. the cream is cold on his cheeks, especially after the ungodly heat you prefer in the shower, but somehow price likes it this way. the cold forces his eyes open, and he’s rewarded with the sight of your lovely face as you begin your part of the ritual.
your hands are always so steady as you drag the terribly old-fashioned (but still very effective) razor over his cheekbones. a week without shaving is enough to get a man like him get a little scruffy, and price always likes it best when you do it for him. the intimacy might be what he likes best. you’re so close to him, your hands on him, focused on making him right. right for you. and of course, there’s that pretty face so close it almost hurts his eyes to keep them focused. he doesn’t have to do anything, say anything, be anything—here, he exists purely for you, and you for him.
it’s over all too quickly for price’s taste, but as he washes the last remnants of shaving cream off in the sink, your grinning, hopeful reflection quells any grumbles in his chest—and of course, you’ve done a superb job. he crowds you with a kiss and laughs at how your nose scrunches at the smell of his aftershave, and you laugh too. god, your laugh. you giggle all the way to his bed, and it’s his favorite sound in the world. or was it his second favorite, bested only by the sound of your moans? does he like making you laugh or making you cum better? that’s a question price simply doesn’t feel like answering for himself, and so as he pulls you to his chest to kiss you slow and languid, he decides it’s both.
but tomorrow morning he’ll have to hear both, just to make sure.
#i would be so scared to slip and cut him#AHAHAHAGAHA#no but seriously#so cute#i needed this after the fuckass day ive been having#price x reader#price x puppygirl#moots tag <3
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