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Simon Ghost Riley
Body Shots 🥃 ⊹₊ ⋆ᯓ★
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Lee Russell
Fraternizing with the VP || available on janitor
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You’re the new principal || available on janitor
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John Price
turn this up! ˋ°•*⁀➷📻
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Cooper Howard
he keeps you warm || available on janitor
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You get captured || available on janitor
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Lee Russell
🍄 You discover your VP tripping on acid 🍄
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Johnny Silverhand
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John Wick
His obsession.
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Johnny Silverhand
Rocker boy x Corpo V 🎸
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Johnny Silverhand
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Simon Ghost Riley
turn this up! ˋ°•*⁀➷📻
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Johnny Silverhand
You crashed 💥
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Earl Hickey
The opportunities are endless~
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John Wick
Winston’s Daughter 🩻
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John Soap Mactavish
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Philip Graves
turn this up! ˋ°•*⁀➷📻
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Billy Butcher
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John Wick
Begging for mercy 🩸
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Pilot - Secret Level
Secret Level - Asset Management
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Philip Graves
“Graves, we got a shipment in,” Vance calls from outside the door. “Shit, Phil-“ you try, pushing Graves back by his shoulders to look at him. You’re sat on his desk with him between your legs, making out like horny teenagers. He looks at you with a soft smirk and a quirked eyebrow. “He’s looking for you, what’re they gonna say if he finds us?” “Uhh, ‘lucky Commander’?” He retorts with a self-satisfied chuckle before pulling you back on. “Don’t worry about him,” he mutters against your lips.
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Simon Ghost Riley
Backpacking with a stranger ⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆
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John Wick
Saving John Wick 🪙
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Philip Graves
“The fuck are you here for, huh?” You ask angrily. Graves is on his knees, hands bound behind his back as you hold his head up by a fistful of his hair, forcing him to look up at you. “Doin’ my job, Sergeant, you should try it some time—“ He retorts, but is quickly interrupted by a harsh slap to his cheek. For a moment he’s quiet, until a glint crosses his eyes. “That all ya’ got, sweetheart?” He asks in a pant, blood trickling down from his nose as his lips curl into a cocky smirk.
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