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Hi my name's Gwen, you can also call me Gwenny :3 || mid 20s || Bi || She/They || So lost in the CoD Sauce || MDNI 🔞 || Anti censorship || Comms CLOSED || https://linktr.ee/gwennywilks

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Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · Oct 9

Hi, hello, I'm Gwenny and I'm a writer. I'll be posting long and short form content focussing mainly around CoD :3

You can find me over on ao3 under the handle GwennyWilks

Check the comments for links to my already existing works ❤️

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 17h

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Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 1d

Rosso’s Kinktober - Praise/Worship

PriceNikGaz

Gaz always worked hard. From when he was a young child right up to being a soldier in the task force. He craved praise, needed it like the air he breathed. So he kept pushing, kept pleasing and following.

Price noticed. (1/5)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 1d

He was reduced to a moaning, gasping mess soon enough.

From that night on he didn’t need to long for praise anymore, had been turned to a living God with two devotees eager to please. All it took was a look, a beckon of a slender finger and he had two beasts at his feet.

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Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 1d

worship whispered into soft skin. A body writhing under all of that attention, rough hands juxtaposed by sweet praise.

Gaz was eager to reciprocate, to give back and prove himself worthy, but he was no match for the two-front war that Nik and Price posed. (4/5)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 1d

They took turns trying to see who could make Gaz blush the hardest, took turns making him squirm under their honeyed words. And Gaz kept coming back, like a cat craving the cream.

One thing turned into another and soon enough they were all falling into the same bed, (3/5)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 1d

And what Price noticed, Nik did too.

A soft praise here, a pat on the shoulder there and Gaz melted like putty. It was a beautiful sight to see, Gaz’s face gleaming with pride, his body going lax. So easy to please. 𝘚𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦. (2/5)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 1d

Rosso’s Kinktober - Praise/Worship

PriceNikGaz

Gaz always worked hard. From when he was a young child right up to being a soldier in the task force. He craved praise, needed it like the air he breathed. So he kept pushing, kept pleasing and following.

Price noticed. (1/5)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 2d

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Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 8d

Rosso's Kinktober - Spreader Bar

'09 GhostSoapRoach | Internalised Homophobia | Dub-Con

Soap doesn’t know how he got himself into this situation, but he can’t find it in him to truly care. Not when he was being looked at like that. (1/36)

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gira🔞 @bluegiragi.bsky.social · 2d

(ghostsoapgaz, threesome 🔞)

while captain's away, his soldiers...have a threesome? #cod

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

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Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

Rosso’s Kinktober - Public/Tight Places

FarAlex | Exhibitionism

Alex used to hate public transport, the tight space, the noise, the smells, the other passengers. He tried to avoid it at all costs.

Farah though, Farah loved it. (1/18)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

They are my guilty pleasure for sure 😌❤️

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

He let himself get pulled along without a complaint, mind comfortably empty. His body was still thrumming and he knew all too well that Farah wasn’t one to leave a job half-done.

She would make him see stars soon enough.

Alex certainly didn’t mind using public transport anymore.

[[end]] (18/18)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

They had arrived at their station. He’d made it.

“Ye-yeah, long day,” Alex mumbled, the automated answer he’d prepared for these moments. His eyes caught on the face of the woman in the masses for a split second before Farah had pulled him away and towards their exit. (17/18)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

Farah had pulled away, the pressure of bodies had abated, fresh air was flooding into the steamy cart. Alex blinked, disoriented. A hand grabbed his and he was pulled out onto the platform.

“You alright, roohi?” Farah asked, that knowing smile on her lips. Alex felt the world slow down. (16/18)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

He must have felt it, must have felt Farah’s arm where it didn’t belong.

“Focus, eyes up,” Farah reminded and Alex tried, he really did. It wasn’t going to work though, he was too high-strung. He wouldn’t be able to hide it, he’d make a scene~!

Everything stopped. (15/18)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

Alex had mere seconds to school his expression before she was properly bullying his prostate.

Another jank of the train had the mass of bodies bumping into each other and Alex felt the full weight of the man behind him.

Terror licked at Alex’s stomach. (14/18)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

“Face up, let her see,” Farah whispered and Alex’s body followed, bottom lip caught between his teeth. He didn’t want to look. He couldn’t—

A full-body flinch zapped through him and for a moment Alex forgot how to breathe. Farah had found what she’d been looking for. (13/18)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

A slip in control, one wrong expression, a sound out of place…

He let his eyes return to the woman on their left and shivered. She knew. She had to. Alex lowered his gaze quickly, hiding his face in his scarf best he could. (12/18)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

His heart was beating straight out of his chest though, breath coming faster as he scanned the other passengers again. Could they see? He was wearing his wide trench coat, Farah nearly disappeared in it like this.

So he was the only breaking point. (11/18)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

His other arm had instinctively curled around Farah’s back, pulling her in close.

Farah had used that moment to slip her deft fingers down the back of Alex’s jeans. He looked down at her with wide eyes, but quickly fixed his gaze upwards again. (10/18)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

Then he opened them again, glancing over to their left. And yes, that woman was looking at them. 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮.

“Farah please, she—”

“Give her a show then, hmm?”

The train lurched and they all staggered, Alex just about managing to catch himself on the overhead handles. (9/18)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

Instead he reached up to adjust his scarf, tugging it just a little higher around his face. The damage was done already, his eyes darting around the train nervously.

“Farah…”

“Shh, they might hear you,” Farah warned and Alex closed his eyes, taking a steadying breath. (8/18)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

And the thrill was what kept him pressing into Farah’s firm grip. Her low voice in his ears, so close he could feel the moisture of her breath on his skin.

“You’re blushing.”

Alex tensed, just barely managing to suppress the urge to hide his face. (7/18)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

He didn’t know what he wanted to get out of it. What would he do if he found someone looking? He couldn’t just tell Farah to stop. No. He could. He didn’t want to though.

He didn’t want it to stop, even if people saw. He’d grown addicted. (6/18)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

It made it worse, to be watched like that, to have a witness for Alex’s debauchery. He couldn’t meet that gaze often, knew that he would lose control far faster if he did. So he focused on scanning their surroundings instead.

A constant vigilance. (5/18)

Gwenny @gwenwilkston.bsky.social · 3d

No one had a mind to look down into the throng of bodies, to where Farah’s hands ruined Alex. Touch hidden behind the push and shove of the bodies around them, whimpers bit back or masked as a cough.

Kohl-lined eyes saw everything though. (4/18)