mgs3 rose john fic

John walked towards the white field. He knew what awaited him. Despite everything they had been through, despite everything they felt for one another, despite everything, it had come to this. He would have to kill his former superior, Rose Lalonde, also known as the legendary Boss, greatest soldier that ever lived, hero of both her country and of countless battles. As he played out the upcoming fight in his head he didn't relish what awaited him. Rose wasn't just a better fighter and overall soldier, she was his trainer, and to some extent even his mother in some weird non blood relation sort of way. She knew everything there was to know about him, all his moves, all his tricks and pranks, and even what exact homoerotic freudian accusations to make against him. There was no doubt, she was his better in every conceivable way even in how to woo all manner of loose and easy girls. John gulp a bit and steeled his nerves, mentally preparing himself for what was to come. He gave one last look at Vriska, nodded to her in approval. She returned the gesture, knowing that this upcoming fight would be between he and Rose alone. John however had instead stole a peak at her cleavage, and before readying his pistol wondered what plastic surgeon she had paid off to get implants of that size. Surely there was no way she could naturally be that well endowed he thought to himself. They just had to be fake, they had to be. Her ass was nearly flat as a board even with the clingy uniform.

John then remembered Rose and his mission. He continued to walk towards her. All around her was a large field of white follows of some unknown breed with the occasional tree protruding from the ground. And in the center stood Rose herself. As John walked towards her he noticed previously unseen details, her bizarre ass machine gun in one hand, a combat knife in another, and how she had slipped herself in a rather curvy and tight catsuit. It accentuated her womanly features in a way that made his pants feel slightly more tight then they had been only a few seconds ago. Her hips had a more pronounced look to them, while her waist curved slightly inward, giving her figure a hourglass shape. And one noticeable detail he caught (and rather wished he hadn't) was the way Rose had spread her legs apart, just enough to keep her standing steady, but far apart to give John a little peak at her lower regions. But what asset the catsuit showed off most of all was that most perfect of her features, her holiest of holies. The Lalonde family treasure, passed down from generation to generation to each lady. Rose lalonde's most soft and cuddly plush rump.

As he failed to keep his boner hidden, John felt a bit of frustration over this new pear shaped development. Rose really was playing for keeps this fight. Even playing on his greatest weakness by bringing out her big guns. She knew he was at a disadvantage whenever she showed herself off like she was, and already John struggled to keep his mind out of the gutter. His thoughts wandering to all manner of various perverted fantasies involving her ass. As he stopped a particularly saucy one involving some chocolate syrup and a fresh banana, Rose turned towards him. "Hello there John, would that be a gun in your pocket? Or is my rear giving you a boner?" "that was part of your plan wasn't it rose? to give me a boner so i'd be too distracted to fight you properly, wasn't it?" John said back. Trying to keep his cool. Rose giggled a bit and responded, "Well it would seem you most certainly got one." John blushed at that remark. Rose began to walk towards him, swaying her hips side to side, giving her a little bounce with every step. "Now John you have a mission to complete, so it's important to keep your mind on what's important after all. That's what I've always taught you didn't I?"

was now standing only a few feet from John. She began to give him a devious little grin while dropping her weapons. John remained as cautious and horny as ever, keeping his gaze fixed to her hands for a sign of anything suspicious. And almost immediately he regretted that choice, for Rose then proceeded to move her hands towards her hips, slowly raising them up and down against her skin, puffing her chest out as she did. Then as she rested one hand on her waist, her other grabbed the zipper of her suit and slowly pulled it down, revealing her nude form. Rose then pulled free her now ridiculously large penis she had obtained from Kanaya after years of sucking off her utterly massive member off. John felt completely inadequate over the truly beautiful and rather engorged sight he saw before himself this very moment. Rose then leaped at John, pinning him under her. She then began to rub her insanely large dick against John, then after positioning herself a bit better, shoved her dick into his mouth and faced fucked John until he passed out from the strain.

After adjusting her attire a bit, Rose then turned to John’s unconscious body and said. “I guess that’s why this mission is called Operation Snake Eater.”