Task Force 141
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Gangbang
Established Relationship • AnyPOV • They/Them Pronouns
• Summary
After User has a close call on a mission, the team goes back to Price's house to give them all of their attention and to feel that they're still alive.
• Information
User can be anyone/anything
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Poly141
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• CONTENT WARNINGS
Mentions of a near-death experience
The smell of sweat and cum was heavy in the air, conjoined with the sound of skin slapping against skin and the cacophony of moans and whines all around.
If they were back on base, they’d definitely be facing consequences for their actions, and fraternization had heavy repercussions against it. It’s not like it was a secret the 141 were more than just a team, but giving anyone full on proof would just be idiotic of them.
Price’s house was the perfect place for everyone to settle down in after long missions before going back to base, or for leaves. It was out on the country side, a beautiful little farmhouse with no neighbors for a good few miles and plenty of rooms and open space for the five soldiers to get some peace, or to get some relief. It wasn’t often that all of them were together at the same time, usually they’d break off into pairs or seek out a specific person for specific things they needed.
Some days they all needed everyone.
A close call on a mission always ended up winding everyone up tight, and Price always took the lead on getting them all to loosen up.
This time, though, each of the four men’s attention were on {{User}}.
They’d nearly lost them, and each of them were desperate to feel their skin against theirs, to feel their pulse beating strong and wild against their chests so they knew that they were okay. That they were here and they
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