(mdni, 18+ only // female reader // not proofed sorry)
thinking soft dom ross thoughts because i am. just so. down bad for this man fbrejhlijfr
just imagine he's sprawled out on the sofa on a quiet weekday afternoon, minding his own business. maybe he's even on the console, playing some video games completely unaware of how needy you've been feeling day and how you've been eyeing him in his t-shirt and grey sweatpants... especially when he's manspreading like that... especially when you could just sit between his legs and keep him warm like a good pet.
and that's what he always says doesn't he?
"be my good girl and i'll give you whatever you want"
that's what you're doing now... looking at him with giant fuck me eyes as you settle between his legs and rest your head on his thigh. not like he doesn't immediately clock your intentions but he likes to tease. he likes to watch you fluster and struggle to get the words out.
"what do you want, baby?" and there it is; his voice already holds a tinge of smugness.
"wannakeepyouwarm," you mumble and inch a hand towards the drawstrings of his sweatpants---only to be stopped a second before you can even reach it.
his massive hand is around your wrist, his mouth curled up in a smirk. "louder, baby. you're not getting what you want until you tell me what you want."
so then you really don't have a choice, do you... you try and slightly fail to maintain eye contact but you also want to cockwarm him. and mostly you just want him close, to hear him call you a good girl.
"wanna keep you warm, can i? please?"
his fingers release your wrist gently and this time he lets you undo the drawstrings of his sweatpants, he lets you pull him out while he's only semi-hard. that doesn't matter much to you though, you always love feeling him get harder in your mouth--the burn of your lips as his hard cock stretches your mouth further, the feeling of it hitting the back of your throat as it makes you drool. to lick the tip and taste his precum while he softly strokes your hair.
"go on, baby," ross encourages and his fingers are already in your hair, "always make me feel so good with your mouth. always so obedient and sweet to me."
the praise has you whining at the back of your throat, struggling to fit more of him in your mouth the harder he gets. it's delicious though--the familiar weight of his cock on your tongue, the feel of that one vein that always throbs along his underside. his fingers trace the outline of his cock through your cheek, trace your jaw and the way it stretches to accommodate him.
"you've been desperate all day, haven't you? saw you clenching your thighs before, i was wondering when you'd get too needy..."
your eyes widen at the fact that he saw that but he's always been intuitive about your mood, always known when you're feeling needy and wet and just need a release.
"mmph--" you try but gag lightly as he moves his hips forward.
"shhh, no talking. be good for me, okay? i'll take care of you once i'm done."
and as much as you want him now (because let's face it, you ache all over. especially between your legs and especially when he's so close) you know how good the reward is when you're patient.
so you stay and keep him warm, rest your head on his thigh, and watch him like a love-sick puppy waiting for him to put his console down and pull you on his lap.
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Cue Gaz and Price's horrified faces, that I sketched but didn't have the energy to actually draw (also, Ghost in the first panel is angry about Gaz calling Soap 'Johnny', how dare he)
Gaz : Oh my god bruv what did you do to your hair?? Ya know some strands are supposed to be the same length, right?
Price : Leave the poor man alone, he's already been ravaged by a vampire *snorts*
Gaz : True, lmao gotta chill there, Soap, but really though, how are ya cutting your hair, with kitchen scissors? Oh my god don't tell me you're using your knife
Ghost :
Gaz : You're using your knife, aren't you
Ghost : I mean, it's very sharp, it's basically a razor
(disclaimer that Gaz's opinions about Soap's hairstyle are not shared by the artist, i actually adore his little mohawk)
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you know, one thing that really impresses me watching Käärijä's team and Joker Out from the side, is how genuine their hugs are.
Both among each other but especially for the fans. It's not uncomfortable, not awkward, not creepy, just a very honest and heartfelt hug that actually heals a little bit (looking especially at you, Häärijä, if you'd have yelp reviews for hugs, your's would be at the top of the list).
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