Rainbow Six Siege X Reader

SAS 4V1

Genre-smut
Rating-M
Warnings-Smut

Mark(Mute) Seamus(sledge) James(smoke) Mike (thatcher)

"Ha! You call that a lot?" James's boisterous voice echoes throughout the room followed by a hearty laugh. Mike rolls his eyes, already feeling a bit woozy.
   "That was five fookin' pints, mate. When your balls drop, let me know, then we can have an actual drinking contest." Mike retorts. "Yeah, yeah. We get it, mate, you can drink." Seamus says with an eye roll, leaving Mike grumbling  "damn right." In response.

"Oi, the fuck are you muppets fighting about now?" The three men turn their heads towards the doorway to see Mark waltz in with a h/c haired girl around his arm. "Who's the lovely lady y'got with ya?" James asks, standing up and walking toward the liquor cabinet. "Drink?" He asks, turning back to face Mark and you. "Pour me a scotch." Mark says and nudges your side. You shake your head. "Uh, yeah, a whiskey please." James nods and pours Mark's drink. 

Seamus perks up, "Hey, you never answered the question. Who is she?" He says, motioning toward you. Mark walks to the couch and plops down, you follow close behind. "This, my friends, is Y/N, she's the new operator six was telling us about."

You give a small wave, feeling a bit awkward from the sudden attention. "Welcome to rainbow, I'm Mike. That's James and Seamus." He says, motioning to the two other men. "Oh, so are you guys alcoholics or do you just like drinking on Wednesday nights?" "HA!" James shouts out laughing, the others breaking into their own giggles. "Jeez, y'know when ya first walked in I thought you snagged yourself a girl, Mark, but she's way too funny and attractive for you." James says in a joking voice while walking toward the two of you. He hands you and Mark your drinks and plops down next to you.

"Just for the records, girly, we aren't alcoholics, well not yet at least." Seamus says in a light tone. "Liquor aside, why don't you tell us about yourself." 

"Ah, well, my name is Y/N, I'm twenty eight, graduated from the University of Graz about a year ago, and I'm with ." You say while taking lazy sips from your glass.  "Huh, a pretty thing like you and not one mention of a boyfriend?" James says with a smirk, slinging his arm across your shoulders and bringing you closer to him. "Nah, haven't had time," you say, "why? Do you wanna take me out or something?" You say, snuggling closer into him.

Mark shifts awkwardly, trying to redirect your attention back to him. "For fucks sake, James, she's been here all of fifteen minutes and you're already trying to get in her pants." Mike rolls his eyes and James snorts. "Nah, don't listen to them, they're just jealous." James coos.

A few hours later(and more alcohol than any five people should consume), and it's safe to say that all of you were sufficiently shit faced.

"Heeeeey, Mikey." You slur, jabbing Mike in the chest. He only grunts in response. "Am I hot?" Mike looks a bit sheepish all of a sudden,"Well, you're certainly beautiful-" He's cut off by James,"I think you're definitely hot. Why d'you wanna know? Wanna fuck?" He snickers. Mark wacks him on the back of his head. "Oi! Knock it off." He says lazily.

You giggle and flop down across the couch, already reaching for the bottle of liquor on the coffee table. "I wouldn't mind a fivesome, only if y'all are down." You state, screwing off the lid and taking a swig before handing it to Seamus who was sitting on the floor next to the couch. "Fuck yeah!" James shouts, jumping up and walking towards you. "I guess I'm in." Seamus said, getting up as well. You look at Mark who just nods and gives you a wink. You turn your head to Mike, who is at the end of the couch rather flustered. "You in, Mike?" You say with a sultry voice and shit eating grin. He scratches the back of his neck before responding with a quiet, "yeah."

A devilish smile spreads across your face as you grab Mike's hand and lead him back to the other boys.

"Well," Mark says in a husky voice, "looks like we get you all to ourselves tonight." You shudder with anticipation. James snakes his arms around you and pulls your back flush against him. "Don't worry, doll, we'll take real good care of ya." He says into your ear, voice no more than a husky whisper