Call of Duty Oneshots

He gets jealous. (Graves x Reader) 🔞

TW: Sexual themes.

You had been sitting next to your teammate, laughing about the prank he had pulled on another member of your team. Unbeknownst to you, your boyfriend, Graves, had been watching the interaction from his office.

The jealousy simmered within him as he observed the way you laughed with his men. He tried to focus on his work, but your laughter continually pulled his attention away. The sight and sound of you with your teammate became too much to bear.

Finally, Graves had enough. He stood up, moved to his office window, and closed the blinds. Leaning outside his door he called out to you.

"Hey, sweetheart, can you come over for a minute?" he asked. You turned and smiled at your teammate, bidding him farewell as you made your way to Graves' office. The door clicked shut behind you, and you turned around, surprised to see Graves locking it.

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked, his voice carrying a weight of possessiveness that sent shivers down your spine. He had backed you up against his desk, his hand firmly holding your jaw.

"What do you mean?" you responded, your confusion giving way to curiosity. Graves scoffed, his gaze momentarily diverted from you.

He carefully lifted you up, seating you on his desk, his hands sliding down to rest on your waist before venturing further down to your thighs.

The tension in the room was palpable as he leaned in closer, his voice husky as his breath fanned against your ear. The sensation sent a delicious shiver down your spine.

"I saw the way you were laughing with him, what were you guys talking about hm?" he was rubbing his hands against your thighs, each time he went up his thumb would inch closer to the heat pooling between your legs.

"Ivan was just telling me how he pulled a prank on-" your breath hitched as his thumb glided over your clothed folds. He leaned down, his hand cupping your cheek while his lips brushed against your ear. His fingers continued to move over your heat.

"You know I get jealous sometimes sweetheart." your breathing came quicker as he applied more pressure. You slowly started to buck against him.

"I know, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that."

"It was an honest mistake, I know you wouldnt do anything to question your loyalty. I'm sorry for getting upset baby, let me make it up to you." he kissed your neck and you let out a breathy sigh. His lips connected with yours as his hands made quick work with your belt.

You lifted yourself up as he removed your cargo pants, you sat on the edge of his desk as he kneeled in front of you spreading your legs apart.

He kissed the insides of your thighs, moving all the way up until you felt his breath against your heat. His tongue moved against your slit, dancing through your folds. Your hand gripped onto his hair while you watched him eat you out.

His movements were gentle at first, but when his hands wrapped around your thighs he began to lose himself against your heat. He loved the way you tasted, loved hearing the lewd breaths that escaped your lips.

You dropped your head back when his tongue found your clit. You tired your best to conceal your moans, your teamates were just outside the door. Graves noticed this, "Dont hold it in baby, I want to hear you. I want the entire company to know you belong to me."

He proceeded to shove two fingers inside you, curling them to reach your sweet spot. "F-fuck Graves" You couldnt conceal your moans as he contnued to move his fingers in and out of you. He swirled his tongue over your clit, making small hearts with his tongue.

Your stomach clenched as you felt your orgasm building, Graves felt your walls fluttering against his finers, he thrusted his fingers inside you faster, hitting your sweet spot each time. "Cum for me princess." with a few more thrusts of his fingers he sent you over the edge. Your back arched as waves of pleasure swept over your body. Your legs shook against his head as he continued to thrust his fingers inside you.

"Graves please its too much." He gets up from the ground as his fingers continue to thrust into you, you let out a strained moan as you could already feel the slight pain of overstimulation build up in your core.

Your back lowered against his desk, as you continued to groan out. Graves smiled as he looked down at you. The way your body was squirming, the way your face contorted into pain and pleasure as tears began to trickle down your cheeks. He loved hearing you beg.

"Baby p-please, I promise okay...I..I wont do it agan." He smiled as the barley coherent words left your lips.

"Be a good girl and cum for me." his thumb found your clit and the sudden pleasure that erupted threw you over the edge again. Your nails dug into his desk as you let out loud strained moans, your vision blurred as you gasped for breath. He leaned down and planted soft kisses on your neck and your cheek, praising you for how good you were.

He helped you pull your pants up, looping your belt back into place. You scooted off his desk and lost your balance when your feet hit the ground. He laughed a bit as he helped you stand straight, you shot him a look and he stopped.

"I have to get back to work sweetheart, but I promise once im done we can leave base and get something to eat. Does that sound good?" You turned and planted a a soft kiss on his lips before opening the door.

"Sounds great, I'll see you later." He kisses your forehead before you leave, walking down the hallway. His eyes go to Ivan who was looking at him wide eyed and with an awkward smile. He quickly got up and walked away in the opposite direction as you. Graves smiled to himself before closing the door.