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rv3rblog · 8 months

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alpha!gaz who’s your childhood best friend, the two of you dancing between the line of courting and just friends

alpha!gaz who scents you before the two of you go out for a night, under the impression that he’s doing it to keep you safe and to make sure you don’t get any unwanted attention

alpha!gaz who holds you close before he leaves for deployment, scents you deeply to make sure you still smell like him before he leaves

alpha!gaz who purrs appreciatively when he gets a care package from you while deployed and sees you put in a pillowcase for that smells like you

alpha!gaz who sends you letters every week and vice versa

alpha!gaz who talks about his sweet omega waiting for him at home to tf141

alpha!gaz who calls you one night, drunk off his ass, whining about missing you like a pup

“mm, ‘m jus’ miss you darlin’ my pretty omega, miss you so much. wanna scent you, wanna smell like you too. mm you’re my omega, my pretty one hm?”

alpha!gaz who pretends he didn’t basically confess to you and is grateful you don’t bring it up (even if you’re dying to bring it up, want to know if he meant it)

alpha!gaz who comes back home to you and you’re slightly distant and he won’t have that. he corners you, asking you what happened and what’s wrong.

“did someone hurt you love? someone do something to you?” he asks as he holds your face in his hands.

you try to pull away, try to keep some distance between you two because gaz always read you so easily, always knew when something was wrong.

“love?”

alpha!gaz who watches as tears gather in your eyes as you try pushing him away, overwhelmed by your own feelings. you snap at him and tell him you don’t appreciate being led on, that it isn’t funny anymore, that it was never funny.

alpha!gaz who scrambles for a way to tell you that he’s into you, so deeply in love with you.

alpha!gaz who watches you calm down and look at him.

alpha!gaz who takes you fully into his arms, scenting you calling you his omega.

“always called you mine,” he mumbles against your neck. “my pretty omega, all mine.”

you stay there in his arms as he continues to scent you, your eyes fluttering close at the contact.

“lemme court you properly yeah?” he whisperers. “wanna show you i can be a good alpha, good for you.”

alpha!gaz who brings you flowers everyday and handmade gifts once a week

alpha!gaz who gives you his clothes more freely now that he’s courting you, wanting you to always smell like him

alpha!gaz who scents you every time now, wanting everyone to know you have an alpha

alpha!gaz who likes smelling like you too, lets you scent him and smiles appreciatively when he goes on with his day smelling like his sweet omega

just alpha!gaz :p

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hopelesslonelyghost · 1 month

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task force 141 x medic!reader

written on a whim. not beta read

medic!reader who’s actually an M.D. and had to officially pronounce Soap dead.

she gapes at simon who’s pressing his fingers against soap’s bloodied neck but she knows she has to be one to check for herself. so she does.

she holsters her weapon, drops her medpack and slowly kneels. she can feel the heavy weight on her shoulders of the stares of her squad. with a heavy sigh, she slips on blue medical gloves and presses her fingers against johnny’s carotid, somehow having some semblance of hope that she’ll feel a flutter, any sign of life.

instead for the next 60 seconds there’s nothing. looking down at her watch, she calls it. her voice shakes, threatens to crack, but she holds it in. holds it in until she’s able to go back to base and lay alone in her cot.

she rips the gloves off, refusing to keep feeling his blood on her hands. leans back on her shins and rests her hands on her thighs, staring at Johnny until emergency responders can arrive and cart him away.

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konigsblog · 3 months

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humiliation with mean!gaz...

mean!gaz can't get enough of that upset, shamed expression on your face when he's mocking you for being so needy. a cigarette between his pearly teeth, muttering out degrading words that cause your core to tighten, your back arching further into him, while you sob quietly and apologise for being such a bother to your boyfriend.

calling you greedy, filthy, dirty and a little slag for him to use. :(all while you're bent over in and forced into doggy style, ass in the air and face down into the bedsheets to hush you, your asshole throbbing and pulsating around his shaft from his cruel, forceful thrusts, all you can do is sob into the sheets, attempting to get a grip of dignity and decency as he pushes you down, mocking and taunting you with a frustrated, pissed tone.

he finds joy in that dumb, stunned expression as he spurts thick ropes of hot, milky cum into your slicken, tight hole. your hair being tugged and pulled while you cry, ashamed and embarrassed, while he whispers pure filth into your ear, watching your pretty, tearstained face contort with pleasure and guilt. :(((

#gaz cod #gaz modern warfare #gaz call of duty #gaz x female reader #gaz x you #gaz x reader #gaz x y/n #kyle garrick x reader #sergeant garrick #kyle gaz garrick x reader #gaz garrick x reader #kyle garrick x you #kyle garrick x y/n #kyle gaz x reader #kyle gaz smut

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celestialwhoree · 9 days

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whilst I'm hyperfixating on dolls, thinking about protective childhood best friend Gaz💕🎀

His feelings had started off strictly platonic, protective over the quiet girl next door, who barely spoke up in class, and was generally an outcast due to her being perceived as 'weird' for enjoying picking flowers as to playing sports, and trawling antique shops instead of partying.

As you'd grown up alongside each other, that sentiment had only strengthened. He still so vividly remembers the day he came home to you sat on his porch step, a broken doll, a Blythe that you'd spent hours customising with such love, broken to bits. He'd obviously done the rational thing - spent weeks working in his dad's garage to fix her up, getting his mum to help him sew her teeny tiny dress back up, even asking around the pharmacy for if they sold 'those stick on eyelashes', to the amusement of most of the Boots staff.

To this day, he credits your prompting, and his mums patience for his emergency suturing skills. And Blythe, of course.

He's since made a habit of contributing to your collection, somehow acquiring originals from the seventies still in their boxes, or buying customs that you're sure sell for copious amounts of money. He wasn't there to protect you and your precious doll once, so he'll be sure to make up for it every day since. There's no weirdness about it either. To him, it's cute.

However, when you'd started dating...

Of course, he still had no problem with the collection of little you's on various shelves throughout the house. Save for the bedroom Blythe, lingering on the dresser like some freaky, big headed little guardian angel, who he's convinced is sending him bad juju every time he tries to get nasty with you. Her creator. Mary Shelley type shit.

It becomes second nature for him to turn her around as soon as the two of you go stumbling into the bedroom.

And he begs you to put her in the closet when you go to sleep.

Turns out your SAS boyfriend who's been supporting your collection for years is fucking scared of dolls.

Kyle 'gaz' 'bad Blythe bruja' Garrick

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alwaysshallow · 5 months

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fake dating gaz, but you ask him for it. you're desperate, going to your brother's wedding and you didn't have anyone for a long time, so your family bugs you for it.

and there he is. angel himself, military man, your friend that you knew since high school, but you thought he was too cool for you anyway. you shoot your shot on a party, drunk with your friends, and you forget about the whole text exchange.

until the next day, when gaz shows up in your door, dressed in caramel cardigan, white turtleneck and VERY fit, black jeans; and asks you what he has to do.

and you, of course, look as a wreck because your head hurts and the rest of the mascara is still under your eyes.....

(this comes to my one mutual that said gaz screams fake dating and i thought you're a random person - you know who you are LMAO. at least I think you remember this 😭)

#gaz x female reader #cod x reader #gaz mw2 #gaz call of duty #kyle garrick #kyle garrick x reader #call of duty #kyle garrick x you #call of duty gaz #gaz cod #kyle garrick x y/n #x reader #kyle gaz garrick

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springtyme · 5 months

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𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐲 𝐍𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐫 ♡

You befriend your new neighbour which leads to one fateful night with you and him ending up in bed together. Weeks later, you find out that your night with Kyle has come with an unexpected consequence. (18+ mdni!)

Kyle Gaz Garrick x afab!reader || Masterlist || Series playlist

Chapter 1 The Guy Next Door coming soon

Chapter 2 Back Home to You

More chapters to come

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super-marvel-dc · 4 months

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Y/N: I am darkness. I am an power. I am your worst nightmare. I could kill someone in more ways than you can imagine. I am the night. I am fury, I am a weapon, I am-

Price: A doll.

Gaz: A cutie.

Soap: A cinnamon roll.

Ghost: A sweetheart.

Y/N:

Y/N: ...stop it.

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rv3rblog · 8 months

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alpha!gaz courting you based on this and this :p

warnings: abo talk, possessive nature, smut ? phone sex

nsfw (ish) under the cut !! 18+ mdni !!

kyle is absolutely nervous when you first agree to the courting. he spends all night researching what is right for a courting gift even calls price asking him for advice.

it isn’t until he continues researching that he realizes, he’s been courting you all along and it throws him off.

he sits there, blinking at his computer screen and grumbles upset that he could’ve known this earlier if he was just a tad bit braver.

nonetheless, he shows up to your place that afternoon with flowers in his hands and some sweets.

he can smell your scent sweeten at the sight of him, like it always did and he can’t believe how dumb and oblivious he’s been.

he scents you as soon as you let him in.

“need you smelling like me daring, can’t have anyone thinking you’re free for the taking.”

he is SO possessive it’s insane.

always has a hand around your waist or shoulder. if his scent starts to weaken even slightly he pulls you into an alleyway and scents you (makes you scent him back, loves smelling like you)

a little bit more into the courting process he gives you some clothing for you to add to your nest.

he always did so, even before properly clothing you but now he just can without there being any reason.

he loves seeing how shy you get when your heat nears and you awkwardly ask him for something that smells strongly like him.

he shows up with his bed sheets, a part of him wanting to give you his briefs for you to smell him, his desire for you during your heat but decided against it.

he shows up a day before your heat is supposed to hit and scents you deeply, nipping at your scent gland which makes you whimper and almost beg him to stay to help you during your heat but you guys hadn’t talked about it yet so you dont.

you call him in a heat daze and whine into the phone as you touch yourself.

“want you alpha,” you whine breathlessly. “need your knot mmf- alpha please.”

he isn’t fully caught off guard but he stays on the line with you, helping you through your heat.

“my poor omega,” he coos.

you whine.

“what’s wrong omega?” he asks.

“want you- keep.. mmf fuck- keep thinking it’s you touching me but ‘m not-”

“your fingers aren’t enough aren’t they baby?”

you shake your head as you whine childishly.

“they can’t please you baby?” he says cockily.

under any normal circumstance you would’ve told him to quite it and stop being so cocky however, this wasn’t a normal circumstance.

“alpha.”

“my omega, so needy. you want my fingers baby?”

“mhm.”

“want me to stretch you for my knot? want me to slowly stretch you out with my cock don’t you darlin’ hm? need me that bad don’t you?”

he chuckles into the phone which makes you whine loudly.

“so needy. such a needy omega,” he coos. “i’d take you slowly. make you cum on my tongue before even fingering you. even then-” the breath he lets out is shaky. “i’d make you cum two, maybe three times before i feed you my cock.”

his words make you moan loudly, whining into your phone that you’re close. he keeps talking, urging you to cum. he praises you as you moan his name, moan for him.

he stays on the line as you fall asleep for now, your heat only just beginning.

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headcanonenthusiast · 4 months

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Kyle Garrick NSFW headcanons

This was so difficult to write for some reason and idk why 😭😭 I think I just had a lot of trouble writing for Gaz, because as much as I like him as a character, I'm not much of a Gaz girl. (Or, I wasn't before writing this. I think I changed my own mind with these headcanons 🤭)

(I completely understand that this type of content is not everyone's cup of tea, and that's ok! But, please scroll and ignore if this type of content isn't your thing as opposed to leaving any sort of negative comments.)

Enjoy!

Nsfw under the cut.

-His biggest mission during sex is to make you scream.

-If you haven't screamed his name so loudly that it gets you a volume warning on a smart watch, he isn't done.

-Will beg you to be even louder if he isn't satisfied with your volume.

-"C'mon, louder. Louder, baby, you can be louder than that."

-Lowkey doesn't mind fucking you near an open window. Def leans down to whisper in your ear to encourage you to be louder.

-"Don't go covering your mouth now, love. Let the neighbors hear how good I'm making you feel."

-3 inches soft, 5 inches hard.

-Calls you pretty girl/boy all the time.

-Especially if you're wearing something of his, whether it be a shirt or necklace or his dog tags.

-Honestly, whenever he sees you in his clothing, especially his dog tags, he goes crazy.

-"Look at you, pretty boy/girl. Keeping my shirt nice and warm for me."

-OBSESSED with taking you while you're on your stomach.

-He'll lean down to kiss your shoulders and back, fingers switching between your hip to your side.

-Isn't opposed to you being on top, as long as you're both enjoying yourselves.

-Like I said, he loves taking you from behind. As such, he sees any sort of marks or dots that you normally don't even see. And he'll run his fingers along any birthmarks/scars with his face buried in the crook of your neck.

-Feel like he'd like recording/taking pictures of it, too. (With consent ofc)

-And he definitely won't share those photos with anyone. They are only for his eyes and your own.

-"God, baby. I ruined you last night. Look at how messy your hair got."

-I feel like he sends the most gorgeous nudes.

-He basically poses for you like a model in front of the mirror. Mf knows he's hot.

-I feel like the main way he asks for sex is sending you a nude or spicy message. Normally doesn't ask for it outright, kinda let's it go over text or come into the night randomly.

-He sees eating you out/sucking you off as a great way to calm you down.

-If somethings got you upset, he'll get a small frown on his face and look more concerned. You don't have to tell him anything if you don't want to, though. Just let him gently eat your pussy/suck your dick and I can guarantee that you'll forget about whatever was upsetting you.

-If you feel more overstimulated or just have the tendency to cry from the sensations of sex, he's stopping and pulling out with a hand on your shoulder.

-"Oh shit, did I hurt you? I'm sorry, babe."

-And even if he didn't hurt you at all, it just felt super good, he never pressures you into continuing. If you want to keep going, he'll return to a similar pace but with more awareness of your facial expressions and noises.

-I feel like he'd want to try cockwarming you, but he's honestly so bad at keeping still. It's not his fault you feel too good to not move inside of.

-"Come on, baby. You feel so good, you're so fucking tight. It'd be sinful of me not to move."

-Please put your hands on his shoulders if you're on your back. Nothing will get him harder than you touching his shoulders.

-And if you cry out his name? His confidence shoots through the roof and he nearly cums right then and there.

-Prefers cumming on your stomach, back or thighs so he can take pictures afterwards.

-Aftercare includes him handing you some water before grabbing two game controllers, asking if you'd like to play a game before bed. And if you agree, y'all's moans won't be the only thing the neighbors complain about. Your laughter will probably be as loud as the moans, too.

-And maybe whoever loses the game has to bottom for the next round, idk 🤭

My hands hurt from typing so much 😭 but thanks to everyone who voted! It was challenging to write for Gaz, bc like I said, until an hour ago when I started writing this I wasn't super attracted to him, but I need to learn to write for characters I don't often think about more. Hope y'all enjoyed! Alejandro is up next 😏

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konigsblog · 7 months

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intoxication

gaz x fem!reader

kinktober masterlist.

warnings: intoxication, DUB-CON, female anatomy, weed use.

getting high with kyle garrick. taking drags from a joint you two shared, smoking a glass bong till you're dizzy and whiney, rubbing your clit through your panties. he looks so blissful; his head thrown back as he takes a hit from the overpacked bong, his eyelids heavy and scleras tinted pink — just like your pretty panties.

pushing you down against the couch and pealing off your soaked panties, your pretty expression making his cock harden and twitch. his tip already covered in precum and drooling out some more, rubbing it against your clit and between your wet folds, chest to chest while he mutters praise into your ear. that hoarse, husky tone when he's high always has you drooling for him. grinding your pussy against him and moaning as he covers your stomach in his cum!

finally, easing inside — your asshole. you whimper, gripping the side of the couch when you feel him stretch out your hole, covered in slick from your pussy juices. you moan and pant, eyes rolled back as he bottoms out in your ass. slow, sloppy sex with gaz while you're both high off your mind, muffled moans as you giggle and wriggle beneath him, feeling his pace quicken as you tighten around him.

pounding into your asshole and making you moan out. stuttered mewls making him grunt and growl, praising you for taking him so well. “that's my girl, takin' this cock just like you should...” his voice laced with honey, sweet and sleepy, breathing becoming laboured as he feels himself getting closer. you squeeze and spam around him, milking him off his cum and squirting all over his abdomen, his t-shirt slightly rolled up with your slick on it, potent seed oozing out your hole as he pulls away, gasping and panting and attempting to catch his breath.

you two fucked like rabbits the entire night, till your hole grew swollen and your lips became puffy from sucking him off. panties stuffed into your mouth, tasting your cum while he slams into you relentlessly for what felt like the hundredth time.

#orla speaks #kyle garrick x reader #sergeant garrick #kyle garrick cod #gaz call of duty #gaz smut #gaz cod #gaz mw2 #kyle gaz garrick #kyle gaz garrick x reader #gaz x reader #gaz #kyle garrick #gaz garrick x reader #kyle garrick x y/n #kyle garrick x you

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celestialwhoree · 3 months

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💅💞

Gaz and his hyper feminine girlfriend - that's it, that's the post.

He comes home to find her sat on the living room floor with a nail polish bottle and all sorts of other clippers and cuticle pushers and whatnot, which to him just look like miniaturised torture instruments.

She's constantly got a flawless mani-pedi, does it herself like twice a month even though he always offers to pay to take her so the nail salon. She likes doing her own though because she can change it whenever she likes. She's also like a chronic people pleaser who has a hard time admitting when she doesn't like something, and has come out of the nail salon more than once in floods of tears because the nail tech didn't do what she wanted and she couldn't say no.

She has a whole box of pretty polishes in an assortment of glossy pinks and pearly whites, even has some little extra things that she adds when she wants to spice things up, like glue on rhinestones or chrome powder.

Gaz learns to paint nails - orders a clear top coat online and practises on himself. Before he gets deployed she trims his nails and cuticles for him anyways so that they don't get in his way, broken etc, so he's got a vague gist of how it works.

He notices the way she struggles to paint her non dominant hand and offers out of the blue to do it for her. She accepts and he uses the pink coated brush with meticulous precision that only a soldier could even think of achieving.

He ends up joining her little mani pedi sessions, claiming that he's only doing it to protect his nails, keep them clean and short for totally innocent (not) reasons.

He also helps her fix her hair, seeing as he's got the advantage of his height and being able to see the back of her hair, he's always adjusting her little ribbons that she wears or making sure her ponytail isn't bumpy.

Also always makes sure to subtly pull down the hems of her skirts and dresses when they ride up and show off a little more than she'd be cool with. He's fine with her wearing whatever though, no matter how short or skimpy. He can fight.

This man is so utterly whipped for his girlfriend, he'll do anything to make her happy, even if that includes skincare and her freaky face masks that actually kind of sting, not that he'll admit it when she putters around in her Hello Kitty skincare headband without complaint.

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clementine-thedestroyer · 3 days

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Kinktober Day 29/30: Piss + humiliation - Gaz x reader

Tags/warnings: Fem!reader, fingering, no piss drinking, only wetting yourself. Humiliation, praise, fingering, being called princess, love, baby, and good girl.

No, what are you talking about. It’s not April, it’s October 30th.

Basically, Gaz helps you through your first time trying this kind of thing out with him when you can’t let go on your own.

“Come on baby, I know you can do it for me.” Gaz coos, holding your head up with a hand on each side of your temple and his fingers threaded through the roots of your hair, keeping you looking up at him.

You sob, squirming, wanting nothing more than to look away and hide your face. Your cheeks feel hotter than the sun with need and humiliation and fat, ugly tears streak your face- all while Gaz looks down at you with a sweet look of condescending adoration.

Even through your clothes, the tile of the shower floor feels uncomfortably cold against your legs as you sit with your knees spread to the sides.

You have to pee, you have to pee so, so bad. You couldn’t stop squirming at this point- bouncing and wiggling and doing anything you could to distract yourself from the raging pressure of your bladder.

You’d been holding it all day- trying to delay this exact situation, but eventually Gaz had gotten fed up, dragging you to the two of you’s shower and telling you that you weren’t getting up off the tile until you’d gone for him.

“I-I can’t!” You say, more tears slipping out of your eyes.

Gaz frowns, stroking at your tear-stained cheek with his thumb.

“Yes you can. Come on baby, just let go for me. You’ll feel so much better after you do, I promise.”

You let out another sob. The skin around your stomach feels too tight, your bladder feels like it’s about to burst, but the shame at the idea of wetting yourself- no matter how much you knew Gaz and you both loved and agreed to this scene- was too much, so you just squeeze your eyes shut and shake your head.

“What’s with the crocodile tears, love?” Gaz asks, kneeling down to your level and squishing your cheeks together to make you look back at him.

“I can’t do it!” You cry, words muffled by Gaz’s squishing of your face. You’d tried to- you really had, to just go. But you couldn't, you couldn’t force yourself to let go in front of Gaz.

Gaz smirks, taking one of his hands down to push at your distended lower belly, right at your bladder.

“I think you can.” He says, only smiling wider when you yelp and jerk your hips away from him. “Do you need some help, princess?”

You crumple, sniffling back snot as you duck your head and nod.

Gaz grins, getting on his knees on the edge of the shower and scooting you back so you were backed up against the wall so you couldn’t squirm away before gently starting to press on your bladder. You instinctively try to jerk your hips away again, eyes widening and face flaming as you feel a trickle of piss start to escape you.

Gaz grins knowingly, rubbing at your clit with his other hand and- oh, oh that does it. Your body lets go as your hips stutter and jerk into his hand. The burning humiliation proves too much, your chest is wracked with sobs as warm piss soaks into your bottoms and down the shower drain and a pang of arousal shoots through you.

Immediately, Gaz is there, cooing soft praises as he holds you close against him and continues to rub your clit, cooing soft praises into your ear as he rubs your back and lets you sob into his shoulder.

“Good girl, good girl. Did so good for me, didn’t you? Just needed a little help to let go- that’s alright, it’s okay, precious.” He says, holding you tight even as piss continues to pour out of you, even soaking into his own pants somewhat too.

To your horror, your holding of your piss seems to come back to bite you, as even after your stream starts to dwindle, piss continues to dribble out of you for at least half a minute after you feel done.

Throughout it all, Gaz continues to sooth you, praising and loving on you and continuing to rub at your clit until your sobs and sniffles turn into moans and whimpers.

His hand finds its way lower, not carrying about the piss soaked fabric clinging to your skin and slipping his fingers between your folds easily with how slick they are from your own arousal.

Gaz laughs softly at the discovery of how utterly soaked you are, kissing you softly before having you look up at him.

“Aw, did my poor girl make a mess of herself?” He teases, and you can’t help but moan desperately and nod, clutching at him as you move your hips and practically ride his fingers.

“That’s okay love, I’ll take care of you.” He says, mouthing a kiss at the side of your neck as he fucks you with his fingers, cooing and praising you when you come with a sob from just the two digits.

“Good girl,” He says, smiling at you lovingly, all traces of the earlier condescension gone. “Let’s get you cleaned up, okay?” He finishes before turning on the shower, pressing a final loving kiss to your lips before starting to get the two of you cleaned up.

Kinktober 2023 Masterlist

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yawnderu · 2 months

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Gaz is an ass or boobs guy?

You know... For science 🤭🤫

HMMMMMM tbh I see Gaz as both, but leaning more towards being an ass and thighs guy.

Don't get me wrong, he absolutely adores resting his face and head on your soft tits, especially after a tiring day. Having you run your hands down his back while he simply rests on your chest, feeling your nails scratch his skin softly while you're humming is absolute heaven for him, but also...

Gaz loves squeezing your ass, kneading the mix of fat and muscle while his tongue is deep in your pussy, giving you good head to make up for his absence.<3

I can also see Gaz loving doggy style and fucking you prone bone, just to see how his thick cock disappears into you, your pretty ass jiggling whenever he thrusts into your needy, sopping cunt. 💗

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