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rodolfoparras · 1 day
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alright alright, diabolical ask but imagine price lactating. his tits are all perky and swollen, heavy with milk. alright now that you've got that visualization implanted in your head, think about it: would he let the other boys (reader included) take a sip ? 🤨
yay or nay ??????
Listen LIIIITEEN [im hitting high notes here] LISSSTEN omega price lactating and letting you suck on his tits every time you’re feeling stressed about something
It’s a fun sight really because you’re pacing back and forth in front of all the soldiers telling everything that went wrong with the mission and everything that could’ve been done better but half of them aren’t even listening, soap is basically falling asleep gaz needs to pee, ghost well ghost zoned out a long time ago, so price takes it upon himself to pull you away, grabs you by the hand and drags you away and to anyone else it might’ve looked like he was going to scold you, his brows are furrowed his steps are firm and he’s practically yanking you along with him, into his office and to the couch he keeps in the corner of the room, he swiftly sits down before he pulls you down with him
you’re looking at the man with a. Confused look on your face waiting for him to answer your unspoken question what are we doing here ? But the man got his eyes closed, rubbing at his clothed tit, tugging and taunting the sensitive nipples beneath the fabric before he tells you to lay your head down on his lap as he unbuttons the shirt he’s wearing, hand cupping your cheek before he brings your mouth to his tit, watching your tongue catch the singular milk drop from his nip before you latch onto his tit, a sweet gasp escaping his lips as he holds you close to him
TAKE ME TO JAIL IDC IDC IDC
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dave2olkat · 4 months
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is the gold pilot au still continuimmhtjgt
No, I'm sorry, I'm scrapping this whole au to pursue my true passion project, a One million word Coffee Shop-Star Wars! AU with Dirk/The Condesce/Sollux as the main ship. I'm naming it after My Chemical Romance song lyrics, I already have half of it written.
That was a joke, by the way, of course GP will continue! I have most of the next chapter written, but was taking a break while I graduated college and spent the Holidays with my family. But don't worry, the next chapter drops in the next two weeks, and I'm also working on more GP art. If anyone has any questions on it, feel free to send an ask lol
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rodolfoparras · 12 hours
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If bimbo fem reader has 100 fans I’m not one of them
ashshshdh let’s be kind now sugar bee 😭
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rodolfoparras · 1 day
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Hear me out. I’m going absolutely insane, tweaking if you will.
I cannot stop thinking about sugar baby Kyle Gaz Garrick who would do anything for you (for free no need for payment) down on his knees, sloppy and messy, rough and nasty, gentle and soft, name it he’ll do it no problem. Down for anything as long as it involves you and a mix of praise and you degrading him..
Even worse if he’s FTM going under T, fuckers pouncing on you the very moment he sees you open. He’s not stopping even if you’re shooting blanks and basically brainless. The T is messing up with his hormones so bad he can’t help but think that your dick is the best cure 🙏🏽🙏🏽
Also hi.. I haven’t popped in for a hot minute.. how ya been?? Still hot as hell over here 😭
- 🦦 anon
Okay but sugar baby gaz who will do anything with you except for kissing and despite him giving you so much the fact that you don’t know what his lips feels like has you losing your mind but of course you respect his decision it’s just driving you insane seeing his lips stretched taut around your dick or pushing your fingers into his mouth feeling his hot wet tongue lick at them even better if he tells you he isn’t kissing a loser old man bc yes pls bully me 🧎🏻‍♂️
Also hello my sugar bee!! I’ve been good! I’ve had a wee bit of a writers block but it is what it is I hope it just passes soon 😭 I’ve been trying to do other stuff to get my brain working so I watched baby reindeer and let me tell you I was blown away
It’s getting hot here too 😭 and yeah it isn’t anything compared to where you live but I can’t take it 😭 I need to be freezing cold and not drenched in sweat 24/7
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rodolfoparras · 1 day
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I need an enemy to lovers with Price. But not the normal way. I want you and Price to be on the same team, hating each other's personalities but still having to work together. It's not your fault, it's Price's. When you first met, you were respectful and kind. But Price wasn't having it, he snapped at you and scoffed when you questioned his attitude. Then it just expanded, going from scoffing to throwing insults at each other. It's not like you two can't work together. In fact, it's the opposite. You two work so well together, like a well-oiled machine. Eventually, a mission goes wrong and both of you end up hurt. But instead of taking out his frustration on you for this situation. You both take it out on the enemies, attacking with deadly aim and precision. Once the Medevac is there, you help each other onto the plane. Once you're both safe, that's when the insults start again. Except there is no malice in your words, more like teasing. You know what they say, almost dying together strengthens bonds. Once you got back to base, everything was back to normal between you two. But there were no scalding words but more playful remarks. You had grown closer whether you both knew it or not. You'd check up on each other, scold each other when you'd or Price overwork. Taking care to reassure each other after each mission. That's when feelings sprout. And like dense men, you two are, you both don't realize it until after one mission. You both are sitting in his office, relieved you are both safe once more. That's when you put on a record and share a cigar. You gravitate closer to each other until you press your lips against his with the smoke still in your mouth.
-💤
SUGAR IM KICKING MY LEGS AND TWIRLIG MY HAIR bc I live for price making comments ab out how he couldn’t care less if you live or die after a mission but after that one mission he’s losing his mind whenever you’re away and you don’t update for like an hour or even a couple of minutes
And he’s of course the one to check up on your injuries bc he knows how sloppily you’ll patch yourself up he doesn’t even notice how close he his how he’s got his hands trailing all over your body how he can just lean in and you’ll kiss
Also after you two kiss you’re both so breathless yet price has to make a remark on how you’re the one getting all flustered here which leads to you two bickering like a married couple
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rodolfoparras · 1 day
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I love taking big strong man and hc them as whiny bottoms !!!
I pissed off a fem writer because I said I think Aizawa from bnha is too lazy to be a top and if he does top, he's not a som daddy or anything
Like that man is falling asleep constantly and is stressed out do you think he has the energy after a long day teaching annoying teenagers and fighting villains to go for multiple hours?
Aizawa probably falls asleep during sex because he finally feels relaxed/safe with his partner
I definitely get cis fem writer who write piv sex because at the end of the day reader fics are self insert fics and you can do as you please with the character and most of them want to be fucked by the characters rather than fuck them
However I do think they miss out on sm fun when they hc every character as a hard dom daddy because writing about a character falling asleep or being lazy while having sex sounds sm fun, them allowing you to ride them til they knock out cold, or fucking them so good they can sleep for 12 hours, never have them reciprocate any hand jobs or blow jobs bc they’re tired okay yet they expect to be fucked to next Tuesday :/
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rodolfoparras · 2 days
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Uh- uh I don’t knw what you’re talking about *i say while swiftly backing up* couldn’t be me *i say as naked pics of men fall out of my pocket* nuh uh not me
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rodolfoparras · 5 months
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Now consider : Free use! Reader but in a/b/o setting
- the a/b/o spitball had every male centric writer in Tumblr scrambling on their feet was delicious btw.
Omega Price who should be above behavior like this but when the three other omegas are asleep he’s sneaking into your room and sinking down on your cock bouncing on it until he reaches his orgasm even staying on your knot because after all if anyone had the right to carry your pups it was the oldest of them all
Omega Gaz and omega Soap who happen to go into heat at the same time and are impatient as ever when it comes to using you, with gaz bouncing on your cock chasing his release while soap is begging and pleading for him to hurry, all while you’re sat at your desk doing paperwork, or sat in the sofa watching a tv show, or at least trying to do so. It would only end with Soap riding your face while Gaz bounces on your cock and it doesn’t take long before they’re arguing over who’s to take your knot
Omega Ghost who feels comfortable enough to take your knot for the first time. Gaz and Soap were supposed to help assist him but when it came down to it, they couldn’t contain themselves, went so many rounds with you until you passed out but Ghost was still sitting there, slick pooling between his thighs whining and whimpering for someone to help him out so they make swift work of preparing him with their fingers before they help him sink down on your cock, all while you’re falling in and out of consciousness
Spitball w/ me?
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rodolfoparras · 7 months
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think about price who constantly refers to his lover as 'the wife' with lovesick eyes to 141
now imagine 141 loosing their SHIT on the inside when they first meet 'the wife' and she isn't some petite pretty little housewife like they imagined but instead a large ass man built like a fucking TANK and easily towers over Simon who is the tallest of the group. price still refers to him as 'the wife' with the dorkiest grin ever and 141 doesnt let him live it down, threatening him with telling 'the wife' whenever he doesnt let them do something stupid
(feral anon)
(i want to be 'the wife' so bad but sadly i am a short transmasc that doesn't look like a man at all)
(your posts cure my gender disphoria)
A/N: I loved this idea and I’ve been wanting to write a fluff piece for my old man so here u go, something very light hearted ! Excuse any mistakes I wrote it within an hour or so!
It’s no secret that Price likes to keep his private life and work life separated, not many people know he’s married and he likes to keep it that way.
However he has no qualms about 141 finding out about the person he loves so much, matter of fact Laswell was the first to know, all unplanned of course.
It all happened when the two of them snuck away from the rowdy group of men to smoke. Sitting inside would’ve been a better option. It was warm inside, they had decent lighting and were within hand’s distant to their drinks but that would also mean they were at risk of losing their hearing or getting elbowed in the stomach or face by the drunken men, so outside it is.
Price offers her his cigar, which she takes gracefully muttering something along the lines of “my wife doesn’t like it when I smoke” while taking a drag from the tobacco leaf.
“Neither does mine” he says with crows feet appearing around his eyes and lips curling up into a smile.
“You’re married?” Laswell says, only with a hint of surprise on her face as she hands the cigar back to him.
“Happily” he says smile still present as ever on his face before he takes a drag from the cigar as well “been that way for four years now”
She just nods in response before she takes the cigar back, and that’s pretty much how Laswell finds out about Price’s spouse.
The next person to find out about it is Gaz.
141 had been out on a mission that day, and Gaz had taken the impulsive decision to head straight into the fire in hopes of getting important intel. He’s managed to get it but not without getting scolded for his reckless behavior by Price. Hours later and the guilt is still eating at him so he decides to make his way over to Price’s office in an attempt to make amends with the older man.
Gaz takes a deep breath before he knocks on Price’s office door.
“Come on in” he hears the older man’s voice.
Gaz walks in only to be met with the sight of Price seated in his office chair, paper work scattered about on his desk and a cigar resting between his index and middle finger.
“Sir” Gaz says, awkwardly shuffling in place. “I’d like to apologize for earlier today”
“Already forgotten”
The surprise must’ve been clear on his face because the older man can’t help but chuckle.
“Sit down” Price says pointing at the chair opposite to him before taking another drag from the tobacco leaf.
Gaz swiftly takes a seat, hands resting on his knees, nervously chewing on his bottom lip.
There’s a moment of silence as Price rearranges the paper in a neat pile on his desk, pen carefully placed next to it before he speaks again.
“You got someone special waiting for you back home?”
Once again Gaz is surprised but this time the older man just looks at him and smiles.
“I do, sir”
“So do I” Price says smile getting bigger as he folds his arms across his chest and leans back in his chair. “Oh don’t look at me like that I’m not that old am I?”
“No - no sir” Gaz says, hands awkwardly flailing about and feeling his ears burn as he blurts out the words.
Price’s smile grows even bigger before he begins to explain “point is I’m sure that special someone wants you back home alive, if anything were to happen to me I’m sure the wife would find a way to haunt me in the after life”
Price’s gaze falls to his hands, fingers fidgeting with his wedding band.
Oh.
The wife.
The ring.
The captain is married.
“Sometimes we have to do things we rather not do to make sure we come back home to them, keep that in mind Garrick”
“Yes sir” Gaz says, mind still processing this new found information.
“Good, now if you excuse me I have someone to call,”
Gaz without thinking says “the wife?”
Price only chuckles but nods his head in confirmation “the wife”
Soap is the third person to find out and it happens while 141 are relaxing on base, playing cards and drinking beer.
Price walks in with black slacks and a white button, rolled all the way up to his elbows. On top of that there’s an invisible trail of cologne that seems to follow his form.
“Captain! Come join us” soap says not even looking up at the man but instead keeping laser focus on the cards in his hand.
“No can do boys I’m heading out with the wife”
Soap almost drops the cards in his hand, head turning so fast Price is surprised he doesn’t get whiplash. “You’re married?”
“I am” Price says trying to suppress his chuckle when he sees Gaz peaking at Soap’s cards. “You weren’t planning on proposing were you soldier?” Price jokes which sends the rest of the group into a fit of laughter.
Soap physically recoils at that, head turning back to his cards and muttering a “to you captain? No thanks”
“Alright then, I’m heading out” Price says, choosing to ignore soaps comments, as he pulls on his jacket“don’t wait up!”
As Price makes his way over to the front door, he hears the group continuing to tease soap, can even hear the Scotsman accuse Gaz of looking at his cards, but he quickly forgets about everything as he sees you parked outside and waiting for him.
Ghost was very well aware of Price’s spouse, had even been the first person to know that Price was planning to propose.
The two of them had been in an entirely different squad, and less familiar with each other when they got sent out on a mission. A lot of things went wrong that day so much so Ghost and Price weren’t sure if the both of them would get back home alive. So Price had taken the opportunity to tell him about this special someone, how he was planning to propose to this person when they were scheduled to go back home, had even forced a wedding band in the palm of Ghost’s hand and told him to give it to the person if Price doesn’t make it out alive.
Luckily the both of them had managed to get out alive and Ghost had gotten the opportunity to watch Price put the ring on this person’s hand.
With that being said Ghost should be able to recognize this person if they were to appear in front of him but it’s been years so when he hears someone asking where Price is he doesn’t think twice about telling them, chalking it up to some poor lost recruit looking for the captain, while keeping his eyes on the weapon he’s cleaning.
However he doesn’t get to do much more before he hears another voice.
“Who’s the guy?” says soap, confusion clear in his tone.
Ghost turns to the other man and the annoyance must’ve been clear in his eyes because Soap raises his hands in an apologetic manner. “Oh sorry did i interrupt something important “ he says with a smile on his face.
“Anyway a tall really tall dude maybe taller than the ghost?” He pauses as if contemplating before he continues to explain “was looking for Price, really buff too…” he trails off while glancing down at his arms “hey you think I should work out more?”
Ghost just sighs before he returns to cleaning his weapon but he’s once again interrupted when Gaz walks in.
“Captain wants to see us in his office”
And that’s when he fully gives up on the task as he follows the two other men over to Price’s office, grumbling over why the captain was calling them over while putting up with the chatter from the Scotsman telling Gaz all about the giant that just passed him.
It doesn’t take much before they find themselves in front of Price’s office.
Through the door they can hear Price’s voice along with a much deeper voice, holding a conversation.
Soap is the first to knock on the door, while sharing confused glances with the two other men.
“Come in”
The three men enter the room only to be met with the sight of Price standing behind his office chair where a man is sitting in it, both of them sporting equally bright smiles on their faces.
“Boys” Price says, face ever so proud as he looks down at the man “meet the wife”
The man stands up, tall just like Soap had described him and when he reaches a hand out they see a wedding band that matches the one on Price’s hand.
“I’m the wife” you say with a big smile on your face.
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rodolfoparras · 2 months
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https://twitter.com/sluttywh0r3/status/1743622202396709016?t=eIoUd1MqBJYDqphp6AHGqA&s=19
all i can think about is kyle gaz garrick
Okay but thinking about Gaz being super vocal in bed, and when you first got together he had briefly mentioned it, you just didn’t know to what extent.
Maybe at first he’d try to keep the noises in because what if it was too much or too early on in your relationship for you to discover this side of him? But you wouldn’t let him do so, pulling away any objects he’s using to muffle the sounds while firmly telling him “let me hear you Gaz”
And that’s all it takes to get him to sing like a bird in bed, breathy words of praise and demands whispered in between each kiss, as he tugs on your clothes to pull you closer to him
“Mm- that’s ah that’s nice, keep going yes,” he’d say voice breathy and strained, head tipped back and eyes fluttering shut as he feels you kissing along his neck
“Oh come on don’t tease,” he’d whine into the crock of your neck, gently nipping at the skin when your hands and mouth wander everywhere except for where he needs them.
“ bloody hell- can you- Ah can you just fuck me please?” He’d say through gritted teeth, when you continuously tease him by rubbing your cock between his cheeks, pre smearing all over his thighs and cockhead missing his rim with every thrust.
“Just- just a bit more- like ah- like that yes yes yes keep going please” he’d squeak out with his hands around your neck, heels digging into your cheeks in an attempt to burry your cock deeper inside him.
“More more need more please feels so good so good god !” He’d yell out even though he had flipped the two of you over and is practically bouncing on your cock.
And the closer he gets to the edge, the more incoherent his words get, no longer able to mutter any praises or demands and when that happens you’ll stop in the middle of what you’re doing only to hear a bunch of protests tumble out of his mouth. “Nononono come on why did you stop?!”He’d yelp out, wide eyed while desperately clutching onto your shoulders.
“What do you want Gaz? Need you to use your words” You’ll say with a sickly sweet smile on your face, trying to keep your cool even though you’re practically loosing it at the way he’s clenching down on your cock.
Gaz would just huff out and wipe the tears from his eyes before his poor hoarse voice continues to instruct you. “Please please I’m so close just please fuck me! That’s what you want to hear? Please -“he’ll blabber out, words fading out as you start fucking him harder, deeper. “Ah- ah god oh god just like that, so good so good yes!”
Eventually his voice would fade into a whisper, muttering praises and promises while hiding in the crook of your neck, feeling satiated and plugged full of your cum
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rodolfoparras · 1 month
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Anyways.... Omega soap is a baby trapper. No questions asked. (Wanted to make it poly, but idk how to write multiple people jumping on one dick (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠) / I think this all comes across fanon in cod but, Johnny's is a certified baby trapper, even higher than Price.)
Tw: Not beta read, we die like so-🔫 men, a/b/o elements , Baby trapping , Dubious Consent
Johnny is a rambunctious wild spirit for an omega, Free spirited in ways that turns off people, but you, you do atleast that's what he thinks. You've grown distant in a few days, noticeably busying yourself with tasks handed to you by Price and steered away from him at every turn.
He's grown antsy, frantic, pheromones all over the place at the prospect of losing you. He decides to sweeten himself up, acting docile in your presence, purposely spraying enhancing pheromone perfumes to catch even a speck of your attention, acting like a good omega should.
But you don't, not even a single lingering glance and it sends him whining to himself like a kicked dog. Have you grown tired of him? Have you found a sweeter omega? Has his personality rubbed you off some wrong way?
He has grown to share this with the other members of the omega's task force, yapping on from your rather sudden change.
"He's... Probably nearing his rut, you know how alpha's get in a loner phase when it's time" Gaz remarks, returning to his own work, frankly tired of the redundant complaining reaching his ears on each break.
A lightbulb lights up on his head and he's racing to your room, he can practically hear the low mewls and rustling of fabric being dragged on the floor.
He opens it to reveal you all hot and bothered, without a mate in sight and a musk that practically sends him down on all fours.
He cooes at you gently, letting you sniff and pull him down with you, letting you claw his hips as you get a scent of slick starting to gather in his trousers.
It's not long before he's all bare, clawing at the floor, while his poor neglected hole gets eaten and prepped, two fingers slotted in.
Not one word is spared between you, an obvious scowl on your face, but your cock head already pushing his rim. He shouldn't be here, not at your most potent state, not wanting to tie him with a pup or an inconvenient knot.
Meanwhile his mind is scrambled, eyes brimming with tears from relieve from being wanted again, arms clawing and legs trapping you, to lock you at each knot.
He can't possibly relive those hellish weeks of your ignorance. He decides there and then. He has to intertwine you with him.
He comes by your barracks after weeks after your initial rut, a little box, filled with tests all positive pregnancy tests. He wants you, he needs you, and baby would all make that more solidified.
-💫
( Didn't expect people to like omega Price so well,,, I'm so shy )
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rodolfoparras · 2 months
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imagine soap having a small dick like atleast 4 to 5 inches and hes just so embarrassed about it so you get on your knees and edge him for hours until you let him cum and he cums ropes and ropes from that small dick of his and hes just so fucked out<33333
Thinking about Soap who’s insecure about his length until he gets naked in front of you and you shower him in nothing but praise; cooing at his little cock as the blood rushed down to his lower half, getting down on your knees and adoringly kissing the tip, dragging your tongue along the one small vein that shows so prominently, and watching pearls of pre appear as your lips and words of adoration brush over his skin, gently cupping his little cock in the palm of your hand and being amazed at how he fits so perfectly while stroking him
Or thinking about flicking the small fat tip while he’s riding your dick, watching the way he yells out in both embarrassment and pleasure as he inches closer to his release, even using your fingers as a cock ring to keep him from cumming and watching him sob at your teasing.
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rodolfoparras · 2 months
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thinking about gently spreading price's fat pussy lips apart, strings of his wetness refusing to break before landing a little spank on his clit. watching his back arch and eyes roll back. bonus points if you do it while fucking/fingering him bc he'll cum instantly <3
ahem but hope you're doing well this lovely morning :)
I’m literally losing my fucking mind bc hear me out
Thinking about lying between Price’s thighs just a hair away from his cunt, hot breath washing over his exposed flesh and raising goosebumps all over his skin, the warm feeling increasing as you whisper filthy words to him, his hips pathetically bucking up looking for the ghost of your touch, squeaks escaping his lips and chubby fingers fisting the sheets as you drag your tongue across his hot wet cunt.
You tell him to quiet down as you pry his lips apart, closely watching the strings of wetness reluctantly break apart before experienced fingers find his sensitive numb
Price tries to be quiet he really does, bites down on his hand to muffle the sounds but you can still hear the obscene squelching sounds his cunt makes as you work your fingers and mouth on him.
Sweet thing turns red in the face when he realizes how loud he’s being, turning even redder when you playfully tut in disappointment at him. But any trace of embarrassment is erased when you line your cockhead up with his entrance, the obscene squelching sounds now mingling with the sound of the needy noises escaping his lips
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rodolfoparras · 2 months
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we talk a lot about the characters being "loser boyfailures" and having no game and being rizless but think about the reader being that. guy in his thirties, no relationship ever, negative riz, absolutely no game, my man cannot speak to people without making 13 grammatical mistakes just an absolute pathetic wet dog vibes....
and the 141 boys could not want him more. they're absolutely head over heels for their loser boyfriend. i imagine Simon sees him bump into a chair and apologise to it and he's jumping his bones right then and there. pretty boy Kyle Gaz Garrick never goes anywhere without bringing his wet dog of a man with him. people are wondering how that happened and if he's blackmailing him, he gets very offended and sassy on his boyfriends behalf and when you're back home he rants to him about stupid people while milking his loser dick. Soap is just.... he's just himself the bigger the loser the more he wants the man. his boyfriend fucks up an interraction or fails at something and looks so wet and pathetic that he just has to put his dick in his mouth idk what to say Soap loves his loser boyfriends cock and when he tries and riz him up and falls flat on his face (literally and metaphorically) Soap just has to have him cream his hole im sorry but the man isn't letting his boyfriend go anywhere without having his mans loads in him. Price just loves him for the sincerity and how endearing his loser boyfriend is (just like an old man). the boyfriend will bring him coffee with a treat he tried making for Price and fuck up both the coffee and the treat but that old man will still praise you and give you kisses while his hand wanders bellow your waistband. with him Price gets to get rid of the anxiety of being too old to be useful because someone needs to make his boyfriend into a proper man. and when his boy does things right and suceeds Price rewards him by riding his phat loser cock for the whole night, milking load after load untill nothing comes out anymore
thanks for listening to the ramble i just want some love to the losers of society, there's too many perfect people in fics
Sugar!!!!!!! This is one of my favorite things I’ve ever read why do y’all leave these masterpieces in my inbox on anon you should post this sugar 🧎🏻‍♂️🧎🏻‍♂️
Especially the gaz and price part???
Imagine all eyes on Gaz in whatever room he walks in they barley notice you behind him but he’s always got a hand around your waist, gently nudging you forward and introducing you as his boyfriend to whoever’s there
He lets you take the stage just endearingly staring at you while you try to make conversation with whoever was eager to meet the two of you
And after you’re done you got a goofy smile on your face feeling happy that you managed to get through that conversation without fucking it up
And Gaz? He’s swiftly pulling you into a room crashing his lips against yours and it doesn’t take much before he’s riding your cock marking you up and feeling all possessive because yes this wonderful sweetheart is his boyfriend and he needs the world to know that
Or you, Price’s boyfriend feeling a bit insecure because Price has so much experience and you have none but he loves it, loves how you look at his old man body with such amazement love how eager you are to learn how to get him off, tears trickling down your cheek as you suck his cock, using your hands wherever your mouth can’t reach
Or you being careful as ever when you first fuck, asking him if he’s okay, if you’re hurting him all while he’s looking at you with the biggest smile on his face because bloody hell how did he get so lucky to have someone as sweet as you and he’s even more endeared when you’re swiftly apologizing because you came too quickly
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rodolfoparras · 3 months
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blue collar men in theory >>>> blue collar men in practice 😭 theyre useless i tell you USELESS. picking out their clothes to wear to work, to wear out, fixing &. plating dinner because they work so hard… house wife/husband life is for some people but it is Not for me, i respect yall fr -🐾 who grew up in a small, blue collar town w/ a blue collar father
Sugar you’re making great points here but all I’m thinking about is retired!Price taking care of blue collar reader
Thinking about trying to convince Price to retire but he refuses claiming he doesn’t know what he’ll do all day, even joking about how you just want to see him prance around the house only wearing a robe while doing chores
But after he says it, you cant get the comment out of your head and all you can think about is him waiting for you at the door, in a robe the same color as his cerulean eyes, matching stockings pulled up his thighs and a plug buried in his ass
Thinking about him kissing your lips as soon as you step foot inside, lace clad cock rubbing upon your clothed one, getting you all worked up only to pull away telling you dinner is ready with a smile on his face.
And you’re hot on his trail, barely shrugging off your muddy boots before you’re in the kitchen with him
He’s got his back turned to you, as he plates your food for you but just when he’s about to finish up he feels you coming up behind, your big hands on his hips and your painfully hard cock rubbing against the cleft of his ass.
He pauses for just a second, a gasp escaping his lips as he revels into the feeling. However just when he’s about to tell you to wait, that you should eat before you do anything, you’re dropping down to your knees, pulling his robe to the side before swiftly pulling the plug out of his ass.
“Didn’t you say dinners ready?”
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rodolfoparras · 3 months
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Perfect couple . Obnoxious snorer price x reader who can sleep through calamities
This is such a sweet thought 😭
Everyone knows Price is an obnoxious snorer so 141 would rather not share room with him under any circumstances and sure while he scoffs and rolls his eyes at the comment he gets, he also throughly enjoys having a room all to himself
However one day when you join 141 on a mission, you end up sharing a tent with Price himself.
You don’t know about Price’s snoring habits and 141 didn’t have it in mind to tell you about it or they just wanted to ensure you’d get a glimpse of the hell they’ve been putting up with for years.
Now it was unusual for Price to share room with someone but he didn’t mind because the tent was rather spacious and he even made sure to give you a heads up about the snoring issues he’s got
“Don’t worry cap, I can sleep through anything,” you say seemingly unfazed by the sudden realization as you get yourself ready for bed
“We’ll see about that kid,”
Turns out that you weren’t lying about the fact, had it confirmed to him when you unconsciously swung an arm and a leg around his waist and held him in your embrace, seemingly unaware of all the grunting and groaning Price was doing for you to release him.
When you wake up the next morning, you do so with a smile on your face, well rested and with Price still laying in your embrace.
You jump in surprise eyes wide and with apologies rolling off of your tongue.
“Captain?! I am so sorry-“
Price just raises a hand in the air to get you stop talking, walks up on wobbly legs, head hung low to hide his flushed face before he puts on his slippers and walks out to the rest of the team.
“I’m not sharing a room with him again,”
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