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hier--soir · 5 months

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simon "ghost" riley x f!reader

rating: explicit, 18+ mdni summary: he's big and he knows it. warnings/tags: explicit piv sex, size kink, degradation kink, brief ass play, dacryphilia, he's mean but only cause he knows you love it. word count: 1k masterlist a/n: i'd say i'm sorry, but i'm not. follow @hier--soirupdates if you'd like to be notified when i share my writing

It all happened so quick.

Careful glances at you from across the table. Noticing the way you watch him for the entire meeting, all doe-eyed and hungry, lip snagged between your teeth. And then his rough hold around your wrist, marching you down a set of stairs and through a long corridor, into an abandoned office on a lower level of the base. Hot breath on your neck as he tells you no one ever comes down here. Tearing his gloves off, tossing them to the ground and promising that no one’ll hear you. Dark and unused, the room stinks of dust and mould, but he doesn’t care. Doesn’t even bother flipping the light switch on before he’s dragging your trousers to your ankles and nudging your stumbling frame towards the sofa.

It's old, made of rough olefin that scratches at the bare skin of your hips, your tits, your face. Time passes and you’re sure an angry rash must be splotching across your skin, raw and sensitive from the contact, but he isn’t letting up.

Simon’s right hand is firm, fingers splayed between your shoulder blades to keep your face against the cushions and your body bent over the armrest as he fucks into you from behind.

“Needy little thing.” The low timbre of his voice sends a shiver tripping down your spine. “Can’t stop thinking ‘bout my cock long enough to do your fucking job.”

“Yes,” you mewl, the sound turning to a ragged moan as his fingertips dig harder into your back. “Needed you. S’all I could think about.”

His grip is bruising on your hip, dull nails pressing into your skin as he practically cleaves you in two around his cock. You can feel the blunt tip of him bump against that spongy spot inside you with every thrust. So thick and warm and sweaty as he rolls his hips against your ass at a relentless pace, knocking the wind from your lungs with every movement until your mouth is hanging open and you’re drooling down your chin.

“Spoilt fucking brat,” he pants roughly, and the words echo through the room. “Thought I’d broken you in by now.”

“Shit,” you cry out desperately, grinding your ass back into his hips. Hot tears sting at your waterline, begging to spill over. “Oh, fuck, oh god.”

The stretch is obscene, bringing with it a low, achy burn that swims between your thighs and stabs through your abdomen like little prods of lightening. But the pain is blurred and buffeted by the sound of his satisfied grunts as he gets his fill of you, leaning back to watch the way your slick cunt gapes and spasms around his girth.

“Such a pretty little cunt,” he admires in a choked rasp, just like always. “Fucking hell.”

You wish you could see it too. The way he works you open and leaves you gaping at the loss of his cock, waiting just long enough to let you miss it before he sinks the heavy weight of himself back into your wet heat.

“So big,” you whine breathlessly, eyelids fluttering as another orgasm trembles its way through your body. “Fuck, Si, I'm—”

“Bloody hell,” he snaps. “You ever stop fucking talking?”

You’re not proud of the way your cunt pulls taut at his words. The way a fresh load of your come dribbles around his cock and coats his balls when he makes fun of you, all taunting and mean.

M’sorry, you mumble pitifully, face hot where you tuck it into the sofa cushions.

“You will be,” he mutters. His grasp tightens on your hip, bunching the soft skin and flesh there in his fingers and using it as leverage to drag you back onto his length. “Can’t fucking think in there with you looking at me like that.”

M’sorry, m’sorry, again and again, bottom lip slick and swollen from biting down to contain the lewd sounds trying to slip out of your mouth.

The hand on your hip drifts over your ass, squeezing the flesh there to hold your cheeks apart, and then his thick thumb is prodding at your hole. Teasing you there slow, soft, while his cock pistons into you. You moan, trying in vain to wiggle your ass against him, begging for it without ever saying the words. Body screaming please, please, please.

“There we go,” Simon goads, and you can hear the wicked glee in his voice. Deep and rough and elated. “Just needed someone to fuck you stupid, huh? Fill this tight little cunt ‘til there’s no thoughts in your pretty head, and all you can do is take it.”

Soon enough those tears spill. Hot fat rivulets that drip into your open mouth, onto the hot skin of your neck.

“That’s it,” he grunts. “Fucking cry over it.”

Wet sobs catch in your throat as he pulls you backward onto his cock, over and over again. He leans against you heavily now, using his weight to press you into the sofa so there’s no more room for you to squirm and wriggle in his hold.

But you turn your head. Let him see your eyelashes clumped together with tears, the drool on your chin. And just a glimpse of your face has Simon’s body shuddering. One of his knees buckles and he’s groaning, broad chest flush to your back, stilling inside of you as those dark eyes hold your watery gaze. You can feel him everywhere. The thick span of his thighs against yours, muscled stomach against your spine.

For a moment he just rests there – lets you feel the way his cock throbs and pulses deep inside your aching cunt – before he starts to fuck you again. Hot and heavy movements against your fluttering swollen hole. You whimper and cry out his name, begging and pleading for what you aren’t sure, and you know he must be grinning behind that mask from the way he laughs.

“Can cry all you like, love,” Simon mutters. “We aren’t finished ‘til I say we are.”

#fuck it ghost fic #my writing #fic: big #simon ghost riley fanfiction #ghost fanfiction #cod fanfiction #simon riley fanfiction #simon ghost riley smut #ghost size kink #ghost smut #cod smut

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negativecharm · 7 months

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Sometimes, Simon would randomly have his arms stretched out for you in the middle of working and be like, "Come 'ere." so you can climb onto his lap and cuddle with him while he focuses on his task at hand.

If reader is pretty small compared to him, one has to look twice at him to see the smaller one snuggling into his chest while completely engulfed in his hold with both of your legs slung over one of his thighs.

If you wriggle further into him, he'll drop his work and squeeze you in his arms just a little to evoke a giggle out you which he also follows to do at the sound.

He'll spend the next ten minutes stroking your head and won't even realize he's gently rocking his body side to side with you in his arms.

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tea018 · 5 months

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Something about guys in tactical gear.

#masked men #cnc brat #size difference #attention wh0r3 #size k!nk #brat taming #corruption kink #cnc somno #submisive and breedable #needy wh0re #rough cnc #konig cod #konig mw2 #konig call of duty #simon ghost riley #leon kennedy

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emeritus-fuckers · 5 months

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Day 16 of Kinktober: Size kink - Omega Ghoul

CW: nsfw. 18+ content. afab reader. reader referred to as "you". small, petite reader. omega's got a huge cock (like 19 inches bc i'm a maniac). this is pretty much physically impossible but it's fanfiction so who cares. monsterfucking. breeding. overstimulation. claws. knots. really sharp teeth. omega's in heat. period sex (reader's on their period). blood. slight blood kink. omega gets a bit possessive.

You were slowly losing track of time. You didn't know just how long Omega had you in his bed, holding your already bruising hips and slamming in and out, over and over.

There was blood all over you. From his teeth burying into your skin, marking you as his over and over. He licked the back of your neck and shoulders clean, exposing the furious red marks against your skin.

You could feel warm liquids running down your thighs. Blood from the cuts left by his claws on the outed side and your cum mixed with his on the inner side of your thighs, all three mixing under you, making a stain on the bed sheets that definitely be a pain to wash off. Then again, that wasn't your biggest concern right now.

Your biggest concern right now is roughly nineteen inches long and burried deep inside your cunt, slamming in and out, Omega's balls slapping against you over and over. Which round was it? Fifth? Sixth?

Did it even matter? You were too fucked out too care. Even though you were getting tired, and the pleasure was already almost entirely turned into pain, you wouldn't dream of making him stop. Besides, you brought this upon yourself. You figured teasing him a bit was a good idea. After all, he was always so sweet, so gentle... making him just a little bit jealous was a good idea, right?

Well... Maybe it would be, if he wasn't in heat.

Because as much as you loved him, his knot was making you question reality right now. You never really understood how he would manage to get his entire cock inside you. That huge bulge on your stomach always astounded you. It was even bigger now, with the knot. You had no idea how your pelvis was still intact, since Omega's knot was almost twice the thickness his cock usually was.

You cried out as he got yet another orgasm out of you. You didn't know anything but him at this point.

You knew his hands, with his claws piercing your skin as he held your hips, more blood flowing down your legs.

You knew his teeth, feeling them bite into your neck to claim you, growling out the word "mine" again and again, groaning and as he licked the blood off.

And of course, you knew his cock. You knew his knot, completely wrecking your insides, fucking away the pain your period was giving you and gifting you the pain of overstimulation, which you were too fucked out to feel.

And while you may not be able to walk for weeks if he keeps this up for the rest of his heat... it was definitely fucking wort it.

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Written by Nosferatu.

Taglist: @charlie-is-a-menace @copias-fluffy-asscheeks @randodummy @tuttifuckinfruttifriday @calliedion-dungeon @randominstake @callmeicaro @dio-niisio @mybotanicaldemise @igodownjustlikeholymary @natoncesaid @bloodmoon-bites

#ghost band #ghost bc #ghost #ghost band x reader #ghost bc x reader #ghost x reader #omega ghoul #omega ghoul x reader #nameless ghoul x reader #nameless ghoul #nameless ghouls x reader #nameless ghouls #kinktober 2023 #size kink #tw: blood

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hypnoneghoul · 6 months

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hey hey hey look look LOOK

#its me and my size kink again #hehehehehe #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #swiss ghoul #mountain ghoul #dewdrop ghoul

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forlorn-crows · 1 year

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Mushy May Day 14: Sex Turning Into Making Love

these boys infiltrated my brain on my drive home today, so dewther it is

Pairings: Aether/Dew

Words: 1081

“Lucifer, look at you, so fucking small,” Aether pants. He’s got his strong hands pressing Dew’s hips into the mattress, thumbs meeting just below his belly button, fucking hard into his tight, abused hole. Dew’s dick bounces with each thrust, precum smearing messily over his stomach and Aether’s fingers. “Bet you could just—” The quintessence ghoul grabs the hand that’s twisting into the sheets, placing it palm down over Dew’s own lower belly. Both of them groan at the little pressure he applies. It’s just enough to:

“Feel you,” Dew breathes. “Fuck I can feel it right—” Aether thrusts hard and deep, the end of his sentence cutting off with a garbled whine.

“Yeah, right there, oh right fucking there, huh?” The quintessence ghoul slips his hands under the small of Dew’s back, forcing it to arch as he all but pulls him on and off his cock. If he didn’t feel small before, he certainly does now, flung around by his mate like it’s nothing.

“F-fuck, Aether,” he moans. “Put me in your lap, wanna ride you.”

Aether pulls out and scoops up the little ghoul, hugging him close and shuffling to rest against the headboard. Dew slots his knees on either side of Aether’s hips, sitting on the tops of his thighs so their cocks lie next to each other. Aether groans and wraps a hand around them both, stroking lightly.

The fire ghoul gasps and looks up at him through long lashes. “Kiss me?” he asks, voice almost demure. Aether pulls him in by the back of his neck, nipping his bottom lip before licking hungrily into Dew’s mouth. Dew melts into it, rutting greedily into Aether’s hand and pawing at his chest.

Aether growls and drops both his hands to Dew’s ass. He lifts him up and spreads his cheeks, dipping a calloused finger past his rim. Dew can’t help but keen.

“So open for me—wanna stretch your little hole over my fat knot,” he breathes against Dew’s mouth. The fire ghoul whines again, pressing down onto his finger.

“Please, fuck please.”

Aether lines up the wide head of his cock and drops him onto it. He sinks all the way down with a choked-off moan, staring wide-eyed at Aether’s face, who’s looking down at where they’re joined with an open mouth. He drags his hands up to Dew’s waist, his touch suddenly soft and reverent.

“Dew,” he whispers, eyes finally tracking up to meet the little ghoul’s gaze. There’s pieces of golden hair falling in his face, tinged silver by the halo of moonlight around his head. It contrasts the coppery glow of his irises, barely visible by how wide his pupils are blown. His cheeks are flushed, lips pink and shiny. Dew’s fingers flex where they’re still perched on Aether’s pecs, his little chest heaving with each ragged breath. He looks so:

“Beautiful,” Aether murmurs, brushing away a strand of hair back behind his horns. “Fuck, fire lily, look at you . . .”

That blush creeps further down his face, bleeding onto his neck. “Will you hold me?” It’s not a common request, but it makes Aether’s heart swell anytime he asks.

“Of course,” he sighs, wrapping his arms around Dew and pulling him close, tucking his nose into that sweet smoky scent in the crook of his neck. Dew wraps his arms around his neck, his thighs tightening against Aether’s hips. The quintessence ghoul groans and his hips twitch up of their own accord, grinding his dick further into Dew’s ass.

“Feels s’ good, Aethe,” Dew gasps. He mouths over his ear and clings on tighter to his shoulders.

“So good,” Aether echos. He lifts Dew a little further up his cock, making room to thrust lazily into him. “Fuck, Dew, how do you feel so good.” The last word comes out as a broken gasp, matched in emotion by Dew’s near sob at the head of Aether’s cock dragging over his prostate.

“Dunno,” he says dumbly, “just—fuck keep going, just like that.”

“Anything, anything you want.” Aether’s helpless to the change in emotion. Sure, Dew’s just as small in his arms like this, pink hole stretched tight around his cock which is quickly fattening at the base. He could easily pin the little ghoul to his chest and fuck into him with abandon; or, manually bounce him up and down his length just by gripping his hips. But the way Dew simply arches into him, kisses sweetly over the shell of his ear and the edge of his jaw, gasps each time the head of his dick brushes against the soft roll of Aether’s stomach—it’s enough to turn him sappy.

“Can feel your knot,” Dew gasps after a few minutes of languid, measured rutting.

“Uh huh,” Aether moans, pressing the knot more firmly against his ass, holding pressure.

“Touch me when you put it in, wanna cum with you.”

“Oh Satanas, Dew, now, gonna pop it now, fuck, help me get it in, need you to—” Aether pushes down on his hips, feeling the bulb give slightly and sink further in.

“That’s it, it’s gonna—”

“Yeah—”

“Aether, touch me, please it’s gonna—” Dew reaches back to pull on his rim, stretching himself just that little bit more until Aether sinks all the way in with a pained gasp.

“Oh oh oh, Dew please please,” Aether babbles, fumbling to get a hand on the smaller ghoul.

Dew whines as he strokes him loose and fast, coating his length with the precum that had been steadily running down the underside.

“So tight, I can’t, ‘m gonna cum,” Aether cries.

“Me too, oh fuck, make me cum, Aethe, make me yours.”

“Mine, all mine, shit.” Dew digs his claws into Aether’s shoulders, and the little pinpricks of pain send him over the edge, shuddering and groaning as he cums deep in Dew’s ass.

“Yesyesyesyes,” Dew chants, gasping when he starts shooting over Aether’s fist and onto his stomach.

“So perfect, you’re so fucking perfect.” They’re both breathless, holding each other close and panting into fevered flesh. Dew hiccups with each aftershock, burning his face further into Aether’s heavy ozone-laden scent with each spasm.

“Lucifer, Aether,” Dew breathes after a full minute, pulling back to look dazedly at him. He doesn’t say it outright, but the quintessence ghoul knows what he means to say.

“I love you too, so fucking much.” The kiss they share only serves to solidify the sentiment—slow and passionate, clinging to each other as if just not close enough.

#just a lil size kink oops tee hee #fanfic #the band ghost #mushy may 2023 #the band ghost fanfic #dewther #aether ghoul #dewdrop ghoul #aether x dew #dew x aether #ficlet #i just felt like bein a lil nasty alright #its still really fucking mushy

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dotcie · 5 months

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#alright size kink fandom this one has been on my list for a while #but I’ve been too embarrassed to post it lmao #poll: most likely #mdni #don’t look at me #call of duty #simon ghost riley #john price #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #kate laswell #cod

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skywarpie · 3 months

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Very big fan when Aether and copia are described like this

#the band ghost #shut up i dont have a size kink #okay to reblog i guess #ghost band #ghost bc #cardinal copia #papa emeritus iv #nameless ghouls

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ahaha-fvckjjj · 1 year

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I think I should just make it clear: I know nothing about cod. I just like big men that could fold me in half 🥺👉👈

#it’s my size kink sorry #cod #cod x reader #könig #konig #simon riley #ghost

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p1nkcanoe · 10 months

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oh.

#THIS IS THE GOOD SHIT #I LOVE THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE #SIZE KINK GO BRRRRRRRRRRE #the band ghost #ghost band #ghost #ghost bc #nameless ghouls #shitghosting #p1nk thinks #dewdrop ghoul #SWISS GHOUL

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iamthecomet · 6 months

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how does rain react when aurora jokingly calls him sir or plays up how tiny she is

Rain studies her. Takes note of the gleeful way she says it. The way her heels tap together and her hand comes up to her forehead in a mock salute. Yes sir. He keeps his face passive, gives her an amused smile--nothing more. Nothing to indicate that he's watching her finish the dishes and thinking about her on her knees for him. Her face pillowed against his thigh. His fingers in her hair. Petting, gentle. He wonders if she'd actually be good for him. Or if she'd fight. Brat. Stick her tongue out and roll her eyes. He wonders if she likes a rough hand or a soft one.

When he swallows his mouth has gone dry. He's having a hard time dragging his eyes away from the swell of her ass in her lounge shorts. Short enough that he can see the bottom curve of her ass when she stands on her toes. He has a couple options. Put a pillow over his lap and pretend it's nothing. Let it simmer. Let himself cool down so he can figure out why it was such an instant trigger. Or he can stand up, press himself flush to her back, curl his arms around her waist. Can nuzzle his face into her lilac-scented hair. He can play. He chooses the latter. Pulling her back against him, calloused fingers slipping under the waistband of her shorts, dragging over velvet smooth skin. She purrs. Rain's not sure who really has the upper hand here. "My room, ten minutes," Rain huffs into her ear, fangs catching on the shell.

Aurora chuckles under her breath, leaning into him, petite body pressed flush to his. His cock rutting up against the small of her back. "Yes, sir."

#comet writes #rain ghoul #aurora ghoulette #rain/aurora #ghost fic #ghost fanfic #ghost fanfiction #ghost band fic #ghost band fanfic #ghost band fanfiction #ficlet #unedited #Surprised myself by actually having a few words tonight #size kink #sir kink

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chapel-of-rizztual · 1 year

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him big