When two souls meet, one of the first things they experience is a powerful physical attraction for each other, but what's after it?... Admiral González finds herself working with Alejandro for the second time and she is stuck with him for a while. What could go wrong? Warnings: language, violence, 18+ content. Alejandro vargas x fem.reader !! Yall can swich admiral to sergeant cause I didn't think about how hard it takes to get to that rank and how much power you have once you have it, it just sounded good in my head when I wrote it..

You're an exhausted showgirl on one of many long nightshifts. What makes this one a little different? It's a certain scottish mans birthday and the one thing he wished for was to finish it off in a burlesque club with his fellow teammates. --- I'VE GOT NO CLUE, first of all. Like many, I have fallen for the boys and had this idea in my head for a long time now. The idea of Ghost being forced to go celebrate in a burlesque club with the others and how he would be so out of place there but trying dearly for Johnny. Since I couldn't find this type of story anywhere and i'm currently at home with the flu i thought okay so this is it? This is my moment? Keep in mind: •SMUT •FLUFF •English is not my first language and i haven't written fanfiction in years. •I don't know anything about the military and only have a little experience about how showgirls go on about their day so pls don't expect a super realistic story, we're literally just ballin. • 90% of this story will be heavily influenced by me listening to Portishead • Sweet comments & feedback motivate me to write, so keep em coming baby ♡ I HOPE U ENJOY THE DOMESTICATION OF SIMON RILEY ♡

-Parli di me come se fossi qualcosa che non sono.- Per quanto potessi trovare dolce il suo modo di vedermi, di immaginarmi, come se fossi qualcosa di puro e buono, incorruttibile, nel profondo quell'idea mi feriva e mi allontanava. Era insopportabile essere vista per qualcosa che non ero, che non mi sentivo. -E che cosa non saresti?- I suoi occhi neri tornarono sui miei, faticai a non distogliere lo sguardo, mi sentivo nuda, vulnerabile e lo detestavo. -Buona.- Sei una giovane ragazza, che ogni venerdì sera canta nel locale dove lavora, nella periferia di Londra, nonostante la timidezza ti senti al sicuro, quel posto è come casa per te. Una sera noti un nuovo avventore nel locale, il volto nascosto da una maschera, i suoi occhi sono fissi su di te. Ogni volta che tu canterai, lui sarà lì. -----Illustrazioni all'interno dei capitoli (fatte per la storia)!---- ---Update settimanale!--- ---(E' possibile leggere questa fanfiction anche senza conoscere la storia del videogioco.)---