not that he wants to be a pain in your ass, but teasing you is incredibly amusing.

post-qualifying blues.

he's never been a religious man, and yet he still finds himself in god's house disturbingly frequently as of late.

birthday boy.

he's beaten them—beaten , beaten Mercedes, beaten Bruce’s perfect legacy. and , does it feel good.

dining at a fast food joint at this ungodly morning hour.

the only time he's called someone's number to return a wallet.

the transcendentality they so desperately seek, right here, just out of reach. touch them. grasp them. never let go.

back from deployment at last, and his new girl is a sight for sore eyes.

skiing with sasha who nosebleeds all over his clothes.

pampering your old man.

catching the eye of a harbinger can lead to (un)expected outcomes.

porn doesn't do it for him anymore; he wants to finally watch something real.

ocelots are proud creatures. that's why he will never confess why he clings to this certain person so much.

what a catch – miserable, jealous, spitting venom, and all yours.

can't you see how bad i want you? i'm only asking for one proper kiss. please.

there, hold it; otherwise, i'm pulling the trigger, and it's gonna be a bloody fucking cocktail in your guts.

he loves the taste so much, not even the threat of suffocating between their thighs can deter him from diving back in.

dealing with paperwork has been much easier since getting this little plaything.

something's not right. the faint sweet scent lures him inside, clouding his mind, envelops his body, and he simply can't resist the warm body underneath him.

anything ocelot wants, he gets. so when he felt the distracting sense of sexual frustration, he sought assistance from one of his subordinates.

angel isn't an addict. he isn't on drugs. he doesn't steal the supplies. there's no reason to punish him over it.

there's nothing more nikolai loves more than spoiling his darling. well, maybe except for being reduced to being their wallet and nothing else.

ghost has been looking for someone to have his babies yet they were all imperfect in some way. he was about to give up his search, but then he noticed you.

krueger may not understand some of his lover's unorthodox fetishes, but he's more than happy to oblige whenever his sweetheart asks to play some nasty games.

...but any time they took him in their mouth, his rough exterior crumbled, turning him into a whimpering mess.

church was one place that always made him feel uneasy, and he despised the god it was supposed to worship. so he decides to make himself god.

valeria needs to unwind, and she knows just the girl to make her happy and help her relax.

ghost was ready for torture and even death after he got caught, but not for fucking his teammate at gunpoint for his captors' twisted amusement.

he had finally experienced the feeling of satiety, and he would never stop chasing it.

their relationship becomes stale, and ghost hates it. is he the reason his darling lacks confidence and doesn't smile much anymore? oh god.

it has to be a dream. roach can't believe he's got you all to himself, but he'll prove himself worth your love over and over again.

another day, another victim at the edge of daud's blade. a split-second decision, and the contract would be fullfilled. yet, he does something he's never done before – hesitate.