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Got Yourself a Bad Habit

I'm tipsy, h word and hoping this doesn't come out too shitty :3

WARNING: MDNI, 18+

cw: enemies to lovers, pnv, insults

wc: 1355

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It’s a constant battle between the two of you, every damn day. No amount of peace in the world could get you to stop irritating each other from your respected apartments.

The first week he moved in was the last time you knew tranquility. You’d think you would make peace with each other and then move of with you lives. But then, BAM, two years later and there still seems to be a problem everyday.

You can't play your music without John hammering his fist into the wall adjacent to you. It interrupts your spring cleaning and is more obnoxious than the music itself. But the volume doesn't falter no matter how much he complains

Until a knock at your door disrupts you. Well, more of a bang on your door.

"What?" You say, opening the door to see a red faced John Price at your door with his hands on his hips.

"Did you not hear my complaints to turn that shit down?" His chest heaves in anger as his voice booms through the air, his British accent more gruff than usual.

“Oh.. That was you?." You smirk and lean against your door frame, taking a sip from your coffee. “Thought is was someone’s dog yapping.”

“It’s nine o’clock in the fucking morning, Y/N.” John point s finger at you. “Turn that shit down.”

“Mmm..” You trail off as you fake a thought, tapping on your chin with your free hand. “No.” You slam the door in his face.

“You’re a right cunt!” His muffled curses could be barely heard through the closed door as you turned the music up a little bit more. Banging continued against as Bad Habit by The Kooks began playing, until your front door was slammed open by a, now, fuming John Price.

“Hey! You’re going to pay for the damages, asshole!” You screamed at him as he stormed into the threshold. Price made his way to your speaker and hit the power button, you music coming to an abrupt halt.

"I told you to turn this horseshit off, Y/N!" He yelled, solid chest heaving from the short and angry breaths.

"What's your problem, John?!" You scream at him, walking closer to him. "It's just music! I'm allowed to play whatever I want and whatever time I want and there's nothing you can fucking do about it!" You poke at his solid chest, digging you finger in harder more each time. You stare into each other's eyes for a few seconds longer before you mauver your way around him and turn your speaker on once more

"You're so fucking infuriating!" He barks at your back as you scroll through your songs. You smirk as you settle on Something in Your Mouth by Nickelback, really trying to elicit a reaction out of the fuming man behind you.

Suddenly, large hands twist your around by your waist. You're now chest to chest with John, both breathing heavy and tension to light around the both of you as he crashes his lips against your mouth.

A muffled yelp escapes you cover lips, eyes widening sightly before squeezing shut as you kiss him back with the same amount of force. Your hands move along his broad shoulders to the back of his head, gripping the soft strands in your fist.

You can't lie, you've been dreaming of the day you get to have some physical interaction with your neighbor, John is a sight for sore eyes; wide, muscled back, pretty eyes, and a slight sense of humor when he wants it to break through. Even with his annoying "rules" of no music past a certain time, you've always been attracted to the Brit now roaming your body with his rough hands.

The kiss was more than you could've ever imagined. Intense was the best word to best describe it. Teeth clashing lightly, tongues intertwined and short breaths between.

"You piss me off far more than you could imagine." He speaks into your mouth, ending the sentence with a tight squeeze of your ass in his hands. You can feel your pussy begin to soak your underwear at the rough action, causing a quiet moan to push it self against his lips.

"Fuck you.." Your mumble, his kisses trialing form your mouth and to your neck.

"Yeah? You think so?" John stops his attack and spin your around, pressing your body against the nearest wall. "Why don't you try me, slut."

John spreads your legs with his knee and yanks your shorts down with lustful force, taking no time to cup your cunt with his large hand. You sharply inhale at the sudden contact, your pussy clenches against him as he brings his hand to your clit, taking two fingers to rub circles onto it. You force your ass against him at the feeling, your arousal drenching his fingers.

"So fucking wet.. All for me?" You hear his voice from behind you trail and an unzipping of his jeans.

"You fucking wish." You exhale as his tip lines up with your entrance, running it along slowly with his fingers still focusing on your slit. John pushes himself into your opening slowly, hissing at the tightness of you.

"Jesus fucking Christ." John bottoms out into you, nuzzling his nose into your neck and kisses the back of your neck once more, "If I would've known you were this ready I would've done something sooner."

He slowly pulls himself out of you before pushing back in with just as much force, as if savoring the warm feeling of you around him. You sigh as he bottoms out once more, pushing his chest to your back, more heat roaming around the both of you, His fingers still touch your small bud, retracting and thrusting once more.

"You wouldn't know what to do even if it was in front of you." You breathlessly chuckle, savoring the feeling of his thick in your. A locw growl emanates from deep within in, his other hand snaking its way through your hair and grips the crown. You look at him as he forces your head back, mouth open and doe eyes capturing his attention. John keeps a steady pace now, sliding in and out of your with ease and rests his mouth on top of your head.

HIs cock grows harder as he impales your harder, hushes moans pushing past his lips with every movement. You can feel yoursekf growing wetter as he tightens his grip on your scalp, closing your eyes to fully immerse yourself in the pleasure.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to fuck the living shit out of you." He breathes, picking his pace up more and more as time rolls by. "Watching you take your trash out in skimpy little shorts and a tank top without a bra. You could make any man forget everything.

You can feel your climax approaching faster and faster, opening your eyes once more to meet his.. Eyes linger longer this time, breaths quickening pace, He places a quick yet gentle kiss to your forehead, lips lingering a bit longer than expected. His cock hardens further at the moans you shamelessly let go, finally letting yourself feeling everything in this moment.

Your orgasm rip through you, a yelp and a shiver running through your entire body. Your legs shake as he keeps the same pace causing your eyes to roll back. He pushes your head against the wall as your body gives into the intense feeling coming over you.

"Fucking shit,," John hisses, releasing our head and running his hand along your back before landing on your waist, gripping both side with force. He comes not to long after you, puling out to spray his ejaculate along your backside. Deep moans ringing in your ears as you attempt to recover form your own climax.

Banging on the wall from your neighbor on the opposite side sounds through your place, breathless chuckles coming from the both of you as you both sit and process the interaction between you two,

"Well, maybe you should turn your music up louder next time."

#call of duty #captain john price #cod x reader #john price #john price x reader #john price x you #john price smut #captain price x you #captain price smut

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Wonderland

i've had this on my mind for a bit and have rewritten it bc idk if it's still what i still want to write, just thought it might be a bit better this go around lol (it's also kinda short, i'm just trying to get a feel for it sorry bbys)

cw: suggestive dancing, partially nude, f!reader, first person pov, str!pper name "serendipity"

summary: serendipity is a str!pper and comes in contact with someone from her past

word count: 622

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Purple lights and bass vibrating though my chest, I glide around the bar in my chosen outfit of the night: a hot pink, mesh bandeau with a matching g-string and paired with my neck-breaking clear stilettos. My nipples masked but still clearly showing, the cool AC bites at them, perking them up almost instantly.

“Alright ladies and gentlemen, give it up for a fan favorite: Serendipity!” The announcer calls out, beckoning me to the stage. With a false smirk plastered on my face and a few drinks in my stomach, I saunter to the stage. I take my place in front of the pole as Money Make Her Smile begins to play through the speakers.

All you get back. Coming to the stage is a girl who’s new in town.

The first verse begins and I sway my hips, my arms gliding up my body as I sway into a squat. My arms take place above my head and grip the pole, I make as much eye contact as possible as bills begin to fall around me. I come up from the floor, hands still roaming about my body and up to my hair, giving it a light shake. I grip the pole once more and strut around it before hooking a leg around it, spinning myself around. I lean my head back and shut my eyes briefly, basking in the sounds of money shuffling around me and quiet whistles here and there.

I open my eyes back up to look out at the crowd I've accumulated around my stage area; regulars, doctors, lawyers, horny frat boys, even some women who have wither come alone or with their partner.

I rotate my body in a laying position on my back, roaming my hands alone my body once more, making sure to linger on my tits for a good second. My eyes closed once more as I let the rhythm of the song over takes my senses.

Oh, it's not complicated so this won't take a while, you see Music make her dance and money, money, money make her smile

My eyes flutter open as I feel a plethora of paper flood on and around me, wanting to see the faces to spoil me so good.

Dark eyes meet mine, ones I'm all too familiar with. My breath hitches and my movements stutter slightly as I come to recognize the man above me even more. No mask this time: blonde, disheveled hair and deep scars surround his face. A face I never thought I'd see again. I can't help myself as I twist my body back around, keeping myself up on all fours and I slowly crawl toward the culprit. I keep eye contact with his hardened irises and he holds out a hundred dollar bill, beckoning my closer.

Gotta make a good show out of it, it's the end of my set.

I open my mouth slightly, wetting my lips as I crawl closer to him. I lean up on my knees and wrap my arms around his neck, his smell encasing my as I lean into his ear, my breath hitting the shell of his ear.

"Simon Riley."

i lean away from him and notice his eyebrows furrowed more as I take the bill from him, gripping the stale paper with my teeth as I back away from him and my song comes to an end.

Cheers and whistles erupt around me, a couple more bills flying through the air. As calmly as I can, I gather up my money with a heaving chest, eager to escape his gaze on me. I look behind me, expecting him to still stand strong near the stage, but he was gone.

Like a ghost.

#call of duty #simon ghost riley #cod mw2 #ghost mw2 #captain john price #soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #cod x reader #task force 141

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EVERYONE KEEP THINGS ASIDE AND LOOK AT OUR YOUNG “ONCE YOUR CAPTAIN WAS IN A BAND / WAS A ROCKSTAR “ 🎸

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You really think she’s your girl. My brother in Christ she’s up in here every night twirling her hair and kicking her feet to the raunchiest “x reader” COD smut on the planet.

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Soap is lucky he's pretty

also i rly rly wanted to draw some of my fav kortac guys :) yes ik kortac is a pmc and they dont have a colonel

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Random gifs from SIX - 1/? | BEAR Special request by @cssndra-cain

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i mean

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i know a lot of people mock when certain songs are overused on character playlists but I will never judge someone for putting bubblegum bitch on one. If you decided that your little tv guy is miss sugar pink liquor liquor lips who am I to say he’s not

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unfriendly reminder: this is a sex worker positive space. I will not tolerate the disrespect of sex workers here, and if you cant agree with that without a doubt then you're not welcome here.

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Ghost, trying on Y/N's glasses: How do I look?

Y/N, squinting not even a foot away from him: I wish I could see and tell you-

Y/N: But I can't.

Ghost, also squinting through Y/N's lenses: Bloody hell, you're blind

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(He does, in fact, look good in glasses)

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˗ˏˋ banners of minors don't interact. ´ˎ˗

▸ made by me / free to use / likes, rb and comments are appreciated! / enjoy. *kiss*

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why did they make price so unintentionally slutty?? the voice?? the military-issue gear that makes him look bigger even though he’s already huge without it?? every time he threatens his superiors?? when he walks out of the humvee with his arms out like he knows he’s hot??

#not to mention his slutty little waist #and his slutty little sway he has when he walks #i want that man to ruin my life

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So did y'all see the newest promo for COD

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When you’re on your third “damn that’s crazy” and they keep talking