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minoment · 1 year

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So ik we all love subby men and I've been starved for subby ghost so I want to request a soft sex story with a subby ghost

Thanks for the ask Anon! Happy Holidays and have an awesome New Years everyone!! 💕

"My sweet soldier"

Pairing: Sub Simon "Ghost" Riley x Dom GN!Reader

Type: NSFW Ficlet

Warnings (kinda): sub simon, dom reader, gn reader, handjob, implied drinking, smoking, cigarettes, implied edging, slight choking, burning/fire play/pyrophelia, putting out a cigarette on simons thigh because he's a breedable bottom, praise kink if you look closely..

A/N: Sorry if this was too short, I'm trying to prepare for new years. It's just a short little drabble/imagine. Again, my ask box is open, however I probably won't be writing en masse until January. I also have classes starting up in January so I probably won't finish asks as quickly. Thanks for reading and as usual, this is NSFW so minors please DNI or you will be blocked <3

NSFW UNDER CUT, MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!

Simon didn't quite remember how he got here, nor did he really care. His gear was strewn drunkenly around your room and the lights were low. The slight scent of bourbon drifted through the steamy air, mixing deliciously with the soft groans and pants of the British soldier in your lap.

He gasped and shuddered as your hand pumped slickly over his length, making his mind blank out completely. The only thing in his head was your intoxicatingly smokey smell and the lewd 'schlick' of your fist around his cock.

Simon's hips shuddered upwards into your hand, his head lolling back against your shoulder as another broken moan escaped his swollen lips. You chuckled softly at the usually stoic soldier coming apart in your hands, the noise making the man whimper and his cock twitch in your calloused hand.

You took a drag of your cigarette, leaning back against the wall and pulling Simon with you. Your arm was around his neck, practically choking him as you moved the cigarette back up to your lips. Simon's eyes rolled back in pleasure, whining at the pressure on his neck. Your hand never stopped, still moving at the achingly steady pace as it had been for the past 10 minutes.

Simon moaned out again, rocking his hips up into your fist once more. He was oh so desperate for release, it practically made you groan in pleasure.

You spread his legs wider, turning his head towards yours and kissing him. He kissed back hungrily, his hands gripping onto the sheets in twisted pleasure. You pulled away for air as you pressed the lit end of your cigarette against Simon's thigh, dangerously close to his cock.

He let out a strangled cry of pleasure, his head thrown back and his back arching as he shot ropes of white all over your hand. His hips shivered and bucked as he came, a string of moans and gasped curses leaving his lips as he painted his stomach and chest with his release.

Simon came down from his high, twitching and panting through the aftershocks of his orgasm. You gently removed the smoking cigarette, throwing it in your nearby ashtray and putting it out completely. Simon lay in your lap, letting out a soft groan of content.

"That was quite the show Ghost-" You purred softly, running a hand through his hair. "Nothing short of extraordinary." Your velvety voice echoed in his head, wrapping him tighter around your finger. That and your nails running through his hair and scratching so nicely against his scalp made him shiver and moan softly in soft, hazy pleasure.

"Although.." you mused, bringing him a little further out of his daze. "I would expect nothing less from my beautiful, sweet soldier~" You murmured, leaning down to press a kiss to his lips.

'Yeah, this seemed about right...' Simon thought to himself. 'I'm quite literally in heaven..'

#dom reader #sub character #call of duty #sub mw2 #sub call of duty #sub cod #sub ghost #sub simon riley #sub simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley #sub ghost x reader #sub ghost x dom reader #babygirl ghost #because i said so #hes so babygirl

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toshidou · 1 year

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Ghost gettin g ,, pegged$d,, poor little baby would be whining so much oh my god he'd be such a mess imb losing it

The mere thought of Simon getting pegged is enough to make me howl at the next full moon.

Like him face down ass up, your fingers digging into the side of his hips as you fuck him from behind?? A masterpiece.

The way his voice would pitch up when you angle your strap to drag deliciously against his prostate?? I am going to consume him WHOLE.

Everything about his man was made to be fucked, I don't care that he's some 6'4 war hardened bastard with an inability to be emotionally open, he is my babygirl and he would cry when he gets pegged. I don't make the rules. I simply follow them.

#he is just so #AHHHHHHHHH #you know??#I would do anything to get my hands on that ass #and in it aha *bites lip*#anyway simon riley makes me go feral can u tell #i think i'm being pretty subtle #simon ghost riley #ghost mw2 #simon riley x reader #babygirl ghost #sub ghost #sub simon riley

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lustrousgh0st · 1 year

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Dirty tongue

~🖤🔞🖤~ Simon “ghost” Riley x fem!reader (code name Fox)

Warnings/tags: just smut, I know very little about cod, blowjob, cum swallowing, reader is very flirty, I guess public sex If you squint, size difference, ghost is injured, blood, spit, tears, yeah idk what else it’s smut you probably know what to expect.

Notes: I don’t feel that proud of this but I hope you enjoy it, please comment and share if you do! Will probably do a part two.

‼️Minors dni! NSFW under the cut‼️

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Ghost had become accustomed to your lecherous comments and behaviour, no matter how many times he made you drop and do 20 you never gave in. In fact, you’d probably make a joke about how no man’s ever made you sweat so much. Ghost just accepted there was no changing you, It was probably your way of coping he guessed, it was hard doing this job so he couldn’t really blame you for trying to loosen the mood with a few dirty jokes.

Not that he minded at all having a hot woman making perverted jokes about him…In fact he’d say that he liked them a bit too much. It was that reason he so desperately wanted you to stop sometimes, he hated the way his cock would betray him when you made dirty comments.

Fuck knows the last time he got his dick wet and touching himself was near impossible most the time, he was depraved, frustrated.

He knew for sure that if you ever made even a hint that you weren’t joking he’d be all over you in an embarrassing time.

Right now you were tarring the squad van out of enemy territory with Ghost in the passenger seat clutching his shoulder making incredibly questionable moans.

“Shit”

he whispered through gritted teeth as you hit a bump

“sorry sir, roads a bit bumpy”

you apologised, watching him from the corner of your eye. The grimace of pain that was painted in his eyes was…oddly attractive “Hmm fuck” his voice purred right in your chest

“Jesus L.T you been shot or are you getting your dick sucked?”

You bantered. He shifted in his seat, blood trickling between his fingers

“don’t think you’d know what that sounds like sweetheart”

he retorted and you chuckled “no but I’d loveee to find out” you smirked and ghost just glared “shut the fuck up fox” he said flatly.

“Oooh you gonna make me sir?”

You giggled knowing full well you were pushing your luck now, Ghosts grip tightened and he sighed hard “drive” was all he said with a tone you don’t hear from him often. You lifted your hands apologetically with out leaving the wheel

“alright, alright, I’ll stop….how you holding up?”

You asked, changing the subject. Your lieutenant rested his head back onto the seat “I’m fine, just keep your eyes on the road” you could tell he wasn’t really okay but you knew better than to challenge your superior and so you focused on getting to base as fast as possible.

You pulled up fast outside the medic tent and quickly got out to open the passenger door for him, you wanted to offer your hand for support but you knew better than that. After you’d seen ghost inside and made sure the medic was seeing to his gun shot wound you went to quickly freshen yourself up before being called to help distribute some supplies.

You saw one labeled first aid and you quickly picked it up, seizing your chance to go check on your lieutenant. You pushed through the tent opening and surprisingly found it quite empty, only the medic could be seen washing his hands. You placed the supply box down on a bench nearby

“how’s he doing?”

You asked and the medic chuckled “well..he’s patched up” he nodded his head to one of the tented off areas at the back and you nodded in acknowledgement.

“Lieutenaaant”

you sang out before gently pulling back the sheet that covered the space, your eyes quickly met the form of ghosts topless body, littered with old scars and bruises that were still healing. A thick bandage now covered the fresh entry and exit wound on his shoulder from the bullet.

Your eyes trailed the length of his muscular body, taking note of the prominent veins that popped beneath his weirdly soft looking skin. Of course he was still wearing that damn balaclava, his blood soaked shirt discarded on the floor

“oh hellooo sailor”

you whistle with a raise of your eyebrows. Ghost, for once in his life, looked surprised before it quickly turned to his usual grimace, he sighed heavy as he lent back onto the cart that held medical supplies

“the hell are you doing in here?”

He questioned. Your eyes were still fixed on his body, taking every moment to savour the most amount of skin you’d ever seen of this man

“just droppin’ off a box of supplies and thought I’d check in on ya….glad I did”

you giggled finally meeting his eyes. Ghost folded his arms, chest being pushed up against his forearms and you noticed the little amused huff he gave. Despite his usual cold demeanour you could tell he found your banter amusing at times, like a dad who didn’t want to laugh at his child’s inappropriate jokes because the wife would tell him off.

He had to keep up the power balance of him being your lieutenant, can’t have you thinking you’re allowed to step out of line. Not with out punishment that is

“You should get back to it then soldier… t’s not wise to be ogling your superior”

he said lowly but you only stepped closer, too close

“awh come on sir, at least let me savour the view first…ya know, for later” you smirked and he swallowed thickly at your hint. The implication you’d touch yourself to the image of him was too much, it was sending his mind into overdrive.

It wasn’t often he stopped using his brain and started being controlled by his dick but right now he was so fucking horny just being alone in this tented off space was enough to get his hormones flipping out.

“You’ve got quite a mouth on you ya know that”

he purred, his eyes going dark and palms sweating as he looked down at you, so fucking close he thought, he could be on you before you even had time to realise.

“so I’ve been told” you replied and you dared to try touch his chest but your wrist was quickly gripped hard.

“s’gonna get you in a lot of trouble one day”

his voice low and heavy as he glared down at you still holding your wrist in a vice grip, your heart beating a million miles an hour at the close proximity and tension that weighs heavy in your throat every time you breathe. The air felt thick, this was different to your usual flirty banter, felt like the tension had finally reached the limit and had nothing to do but snap.

“I believe it already has sir”

your voice barely a whisper, you were really walking on thin ice now

“it appears so”

he said, you maintained the heavy eye contact he was holding as his hand slipped from your wrist and traveled up your arm, leaving goosebumps in its path. Reaching your shoulder and then your neck, thumb grazing over your pulse, he noticed the way it was thumping under his touch.

He gently grazed your jawline before slipping his grip into the back of your hair, so fast you couldn’t even register the movement. You inhaled sharply at the tight tug on the roots of your hair, your hand instinctively coming to hold onto his wrist. You both stared silently for a moment before ghost lent in, resting right by your ear, you could hardly breathe

“you wanna know what I really sound like?”

For a split second you didn’t understand, until you remembered what you’d said in the truck earlier and suddenly it felt like your stomach may vacate your body.

“Y..yes sir”

you said breathlessly, the mask of your nonchalant flirtatious attitude slipping away as it suddenly became reality. Ghost lent back, his grip loosening and coming to hook under your jaw, pulling your eyes up to meet his since he was just so much fucking taller than you.

“go on then”

he cocked a brow and you could hear the smirk in his voice, the cocky shit, you felt like a deer in the headlights of an 18 wheeler.

“really?” you questioned in disbelief, he rested back onto the cart again and waited expectingly “really” he repeated. You blinked, wide eyed while your brain rebooted, slowly falling to your knees just in front of him, your face for sure flushed a deep shade of pink.

He felt the tension in his pants grow almost impossibly tighter at the sight, the anticipation of what you were going to do, he couldn’t remember the last time he got his dick sucked.

Too long for sure.

You fumbled with his heavy belt, the significant bulge reaching down the inside of his thigh made your hands sweaty as you pictured it. You ran your fingers over the length, earning a heavy sigh from the man and then placed a trail of kisses down to the tip which had him grinding his hips forward.

Every time you glanced up you were met with that constant eye contact, making your heart pound over and over. Now that you’d unbuckled his belt and pants it was time to free the monster so to speak, shit you were nervous, what if he didn’t like it? Thought you were shit, what if you fucked up and scraped your teeth against him? Oh the embarrassment. Worst of all what if you couldn’t make him cum? Fuck, you’d have to leave the task force for sure, move country, get a new profession, change your name.

All the over thinking was making your mouth dry and that was definitely not what you needed before sucking a dick. You closed your eyes and shook your head ever so gently to mentally reset yourself and you couldn’t help the smirk that spread on your face as you realised just how crazy this was “something funny?” Ghost questioned and you shook your head

“no….well, just this is so crazy, I mean I’m actually about to suck your dick. You, my lieutenant”

ghost hummed in acknowledgement.

“quite the situation you’ve got yourself into sweetheart”

he purred, reaching to pull the band of his boxers down exposing the base of his cock, thick veins snaking down his shaft. You felt yourself throbbing at the sight, the way his hands looked, the veins on his arms and flexed muscles, the trail of hair from his belly button.

The scent of natural musk and sweat coming from him had you feeling almost animalistic, slick coating your underwear

“hmm come on sir, get your cock out already, I’m dying to see”

you bit your lip. Trailing your hands along the soft skin of his abdomen he throbbed when you got inches away from his dick

“shit, dirty girl”

he hummed as he finally pulled himself free, thick and heavy hanging over the waist of his boxers and pants. Oh my fucking god it was gorgeous, perfect, mouth watering. You wasted no time taking hold of it, your fingers just barely connecting

“holy shit L.T how do you walk with this thing?” You said bewildered.

“I’d say a 3rd leg makes walking easier”

he quipped, fuck he’s self aware “fuck off” you bantered and ghost chuckled.

It kept throbbing in your grip, heavy as you stroked the full length, a clear bead seeping from the tip which you eagerly dragged along your tongue while your eyes stayed locked on his. The feeling of your tongue sent a shiver up his spine, the hairs on his arm standing on end as he stared at your mouth.

The hot, wet hole he wanted to fuck so bad taunting him and when you finally sealed your lips around the head he groaned almost pathetically desperate. You wished you had the self control to slowly tease him, working his dick until he whined and begged but right now you just wanted him to fuck your mouth. Wanted to feel him sitting hot and heavy on your tongue, wanted his blunt head to force it’s way down your throat, wanted to taste the salty thick cum at the end of it all and prove your loyalty by swallowing it. Ghosts head lolled back as the pleasure swept his body

“fuuuuck”

he groaned deeply, his hand coming down to encompass the back of your head, almost able to fully cover the circumference. You hummed with lust while taking him as deep as you could, it wasn’t his full length but it didn’t seem like he minded, probably just happy to be getting his dick sucked.

He held your head steady and ever so gently fucked his hips into you, spit started to slip down your chin, the thickness of his dick pushing it out with every movement. Ghost never let up on his noises, moaning and purring deep in his throat constantly, it would be no secret what was going on behind these curtains if anyone overheard.

One hand stayed braced on his muscular thigh as you moved the other to cup his heavy balls, he jolted a bit at the touch but soon cursed hard when you started gently fondling them.

“Bloody hell fox”

it was laced with his heavy accent “shit that’s good” his hold on the back of your head suddenly became a tight grip, once again tugging on your hair. You were no longer in control of your head, ghost taking complete dominance, you just had to do your best to not choke or gag but tears were starting to weep from your eyes. When ghost looked down to see your sweet eyes filled with glossy tears, eyebrows furrowed together and soft pink-lips parted over his cock he felt his balls tighten painfully

“oh sweetheart..keep looking at me like that and I won’t last”

That didn’t exactly make you stop, the idea you could make him cum so easy was only incentive for you, wanted him to never forget it. You took the hand that was playing with his balls and wrapped it around the head of his cock, placing your mouth on the end and stroking down his length until it entered your mouth again.

You used your hand and mouth to jerk him off for probably all of 5 seconds before he was forcing your movements to still, breathing out a heavy

“careful”

it was a low husk laced with lust. You smirked devilishly “why?” Continuing to lick the tip but his tight grip in your hair soon pulled you away but you quickly defied him and continued working your hand.

Eventually ghost gave up trying to resist, giving in to your movements and releasing his grip on you in favour of leaning back

“Jesus christ”

he said in ecstasy, you felt him trembling, twitching and throbbing all over. He was close, so close and you never imagined such a wall of a man to be so vocal and trembling when getting his dick sucked. Ghost could feel the twinge every time your hand slid over the sensitive tip, he wouldn’t lie he felt embarrassed to be cuming so fast but shit you knew how to work his cock.

When he started practically panting and knuckles going white you knew that was the cue so you stuck out your tongue and stroked him against it. That face, that fucking face, eyes blown with lust, hot tongue acting as a pillow for his dick, Jesus it had him cuming hard.

Thick globs of hot white coating your tongue and lips as he moaned like a porn star, you’re gonna replay that sound in your memory so many times for sure. His chest still heaved as he burned the image of his cum decorating your mouth into his wank bank.

“Fuck, keep looking at me”

he husked, cock still bobbing with post orgasm sensitivity “look so good like that” he watched as you used your tongue to swipe his cum from your lips.

As you were still licking the mess up you both heard someone enter the tent, ghost quickly stuffed his softening cock back into his pants and you just about got to your feet before footsteps approached the bay “L.T?” Soaps voice called.

Your eyes shot wide and ghost gave you a look that said “act fuckin’ normal” as he called back to the man, your comrade pulled back the curtain and raised a brow when he saw you both.

“S’goin on in here?“

he smiled suspiciously “Johnny” ghosts commanding voice replied as though he wasn’t just trembling and whining moments ago. Soap flicked his eyes between you two, your hair still slightly messed and face flushed, he was definitely suspicious but he remained casual

“just checkin you’re good sir, been in here a while is all, men were askin”

he motioned behind him. Ghost cleared his throat, noticing the way his belt was still loosely undone

“I’m fine McTavish, take more than a bullet to the shoulder to kill me”

and soap laughed “too right L.T”. Soap gave a gentle nod to ghost and winked at you before starting to leave when he stoped in his tracks

“oh sir…put a shirt on, yeah?”

He smirked and left leaving the both of you to linger in the embarrassment. When your eyes flicked back to ghost his gaze was already fixed on you, he gestured for you to come to him and you did. He stroked your face, moving your hair out the way

“I guess I should go”

you mumbled kinda forlornly and ghost hummed in agreement. His hand snaked down your waist to your ass and squeezed a handful “come to my tent later” he suggested against the skin of your neck, clothed lips leaving a trail.

“Oh? Was that not enough? You horndog lieutenant”

You joked but your breath hitched when one of his hands moved to your waistline and teased at the skin underneath. Your heart was racing again

“Hmm no, I’m just not the kind of guy to not return the favour”

Oh, oh my god. You bit your lip at the thought

“Is that so?”

“It is”

“Well then, my hands are tied” you smirked before placing a longing gentle kiss over his balaclava, having to get on the balls of your feet to reach.

“Go on soldier” Ghost smacked your ass as you turned to leave, making you flinch, and you had to quickly wipe the wide smile from your face before you left the med tent.

#simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #simon riley smut #simon riley imagine #simon ghost riley smut #ghost mw2 #ghost cod #babygirl ghost #ghost fanfiction #Ghost mw2 smut #mw2 smut #mw2ghost #smut writers #smut blog #dark content #dark content writer #mdni

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mintleflower · 1 year

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Look away...

#my art #cod #call of duty #modern warfare 2 #mw2 #babygirl ghost #simon ghost riley #ghost #new favourite thing; babygirlification of ghost #discord kitten #mintleflower

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moider-time · 1 year

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more cod hcs pls?

Sure! I love talking about my boys

Price started handing out stickers to members of the squad who did a good job. It was a joke at first but now it's a genuine competition between all of them.

Soap can play the guitar and the piano.

Ghost is surprisingly acrobatic for someone of his size.

Gaz is a major Rihanna fan.

Ghost is extremely touch-starved. You look up the meaning in the dictionary and there's a picture of Ghost.

Price saw him fall asleep with his head on Soap's shoulder and that's how he knew they were perfect for eachother cause Ghost is never that comfortable around others.

Everyone has bets on who's gonna confess first between them. (hint: it is definitely Soap)

Rudolfo has his ears and tongue pierced. He got them done when he was a teen.

Alejandro loves jewellery. Rings, necklaces, bracelets, he loves them all.

They all learnt sign language for when Ghost is nonverbal. Price and Gaz already knew it so they helped the others practice.

Alejandro and Rudolfo share a birthday. That's how they bonded as kids.

Soap can touch his nose with his tongue. No one aside from Gaz thinks it's cool.

Once they got to know Ghost, they realised that despite how intimidating he is, he has total puppy dog eyes.

No one knows how old Price is.

#cod #cod mw2 #cod mwii #cod headcanons #simon ghost riley #simon riley #cod ghost #cod soap #johnny soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #cod price #cod alejandro #rudolfo parra #soapghost #ghostsoap #babygirl ghost #beck's asks

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jay-wasstuff · 1 year

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Artist: @steelforgecanis

I think less clothes will help for uh, mobility purposes

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lefttoesucker · 4 months

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Thick boi after taking a shower :)

Featuring Soap, a victorian man who has just seen ankles for the first time

Live Soap reaction, if you will

#ghost #ghost cod #ghostsoap #simon ghost riley #soapghost #babygirl ghost #ghost call of duty #simon riley #call of duty #my art

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seithennyn · 1 year

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i’m strutting into horny jail and immediately becoming the local leader ✌️

#ghostcod #ghost cod #simon riley #cod mw ghost #babygirl ghost

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itsizzydizzy · 1 year

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Cold Shoulder (Ghost x reader blurb)

A/n: This is a blurb of something I have been writing since I have been obsessed with Ghost and all the Cod men. Idk what I really when this to be. I’m a stan for enemies to lovers x reader, so I gues this is my attempt lol.

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From the moment he saw her, Ghost was frustrated. He had never seen someone start their assignment with the 141 with a smile on their face, much less the can-do attitude you emitted. Why Price had let some bright-eyed rookie in was beyond him. If it had been Ghost’s say, your file would have never made it onto his desk, even if Laswell shoved it down his own throat. Soldiers like you did not belong here.

He didn’t give a shit you were a woman, a decent shot, trained in hand-to-hand, or the “spider-like quality” Price had tried to convince him of. Whatever that meant. No it was the look in your eyes, the first time you introduced yourself with that code name and your hand outstretched. “Angel.” How fitting. For innocent eyes seemingly untouched by the horrors and auguish of conflict.

“Angels have no place where we go” was all he could muster as he flick his cigarette bud leaving you with Soap. It’s not like they need a ghost hanging around anyway.

“Don’t mind him lass. ‘Tends to shy away from shiny things” you turn around to Seregant Soap with amused huff, while he reassures you with a wink.

You could have cared less if your welcome to the 141 was warm or not. Just being here was enough, but at least the sergeant showing you around had started lukewarm.

“I’ll make sure to tone it down around him. Nothing I haven’t dealt with before” you say, throwing your arms up in playful surrender.

You had met more than your fair share of superiors with the same tired, dismissive attitude. Sidne comments didn’t kill you this far, and why Lieutenant Ghost should be any different didn’t seem obvious to you. You clearly wouldn’t be friends. That you could deal with.

Soap only snickered, “Oh, I hav’ no doubt ‘bout. This place practically lit up when you walked in here.”

“Laswell warned me not to mistake your flirts for flattery. Can’t let it go to my head all on day one.” You could only shake your head and hold your laughter at bay. At least there was still your prototype cocky-flirt even on this base. Somethings never change.

“Trust me, ya’ didn’t see the look on those blokes' faces when you hopped off the chopper.” Soap chided.

Before you could return the banter he waved you forward mentioning needing to stop at Captain Price’s office before dinner, while your tour around base continued. Falling in step by him, you two headed on your way inside.

You usually didn’t let the comments of any of the guys you had been around in the military get to you, but Soap seemed to possess a seriousness you hadn’t expected in his last comment. Even in the short interaction you had had, his change in tone was might to be clearly read. Being the girl on base was nothing new to you, but no one ever took the liberty to point that out. Especially a soldier you were slowly learning was a bit more than the prototype you thought you had encountered.

For some reason his comment left you wondering about the face you had definitely not seen. Soap clearly was not referring to the Lieutenant, but it was the only one you found yourself interested in. His dismissive nature should have told you all you needed to know. But that didn't stomp out the thought of something more under the surface. Did the mask represent his dead stoic attitude or hide a truth he afforded no one?

#simon ghost riley #simon “ghost” riley #ghost x y/n #ghost x reader #cod mw2 #cod x reader #cod fanfic #ghost #ghost fic #babygirl ghost

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agender-wolfie · 1 year

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Y/N: “I prefer making love over sex. I crave emotional intimacy.”

Graves: “ I can make love to you,sweetheart.” 😉

Y/N: “What’re ya gonna do, rub my inner thigh for two minutes then ask if I came?”

Graves: 👁👄👁

Ghost:

#i’m so funny #cod x gn!reader #gender neutral x reader #simon riley #babygirl ghost #ghost x reader #simon riley imagine #simon riley x gn reader #simon riley x reader #cod incorrect quotes

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tar-dar · 6 months

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09 Trans Simon "Ghost" Riley for the win <3 I love him so much

#art #09 ghost #simon riley #simon ghost riley #og ghost #cod ghost #ghost mw2 #2009 cod mw2 #trans ghost #fanart #babygirl ghost #ghost simping #hes so babygirl #call of duty #fan art #headcanon #fan design

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lustrousgh0st · 6 months

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Have y’all heard Ghosts “are you afraid o’ the dark?” line when you select him as an operator😩😩 ohh baby it’s giving me a fic idea

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gothcryptid-png · 1 year

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look at this fruity ass pose

fuckin love him god damn

#i love him #simon ghost riley #ghost #ghost riley #cod ghost #cod mw22 #cod mw2 #johnny soap mactavish #captain john price #alejandro vargas #kyle gaz garrick #babygirl ghost

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whispermask · 1 year

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GHOST / SOAP SMUT FIC RECS || a handful of instant classics from ao3 (part 1/?)

mind the tags. in no particular order:

💀Somewhere Between Here and There by RedAdm1ral, solnishka1927

explicit | oneshot, 3k | praise kink, oral sex, hand jobs, top ghost

After Soap and Ghost escape from Las Almas and are on the road to Vargas’ safehouse, Soap finds himself wound up and reliving his first, unpleasant taste of guerrilla warfare. Ghost gets him out of his head.

💀Dullahan Knows My Name by aceijssafhit

explicit | oneshot, 6.5k | glove kink, blindfolds, rimming, top ghost

It starts when Soap notices the color of Ghost's eyes.

💀Wait For Me by aceijssafhit

explicit | complete, 3k | orgasm denial, dom/sub undertones, multiple orgasms, top ghost

It's only a week. Soap can last that long without Ghost. Maybe.

💀Familiar as a Bottle and a Glass by queeniegalore

explicit | complete, 12k | dirty talk, exhibitionism/voyeurism, light dom/sub, top ghost

Soap makes bad choices, no one knows when banter crosses the line into flirting, and their comms definitely shouldn't be used like that. Somehow, despite themselves, they make it work.

💀give me something to believe in by Some_Dead_Guy

explicit | oneshot, 2k | praise kink, fluff, light feminization (if you squint), top soap

Ghost tastes like bourbon and gunpowder. And a bit like he was trying to break his face more than kiss him. (Or, Soap likes taking care of Ghost.)

💀I bet you'd look damned near gorgeous by kixyme

explicit | oneshot, 7k | praise kink, dom/sub undertones, first time, top soap

Soap follows Ghost into his motel room after they've finished with Price, Laswell, and Gaz at the bar. It may be the last time he sees him, and he'll take any closure he can get. So when something about Ghost is off, and Soap notices it, he can't help but be inclined to help his lieutenant out. Not when it's so easy, not when it's just Ghost.

💀Leaned in (for the shot) by Faendal

explicit | oneshot, 4k | semi-public sex, blindfolds, barebacking, top ghost

"Should I wait for you here, Sir?" Johnny asked. His heart pounded in his ears.They did this sometimes after a mission. Not often, but sometimes.

💀Stutter by m1ckstart

explicit | oneshot, 4k | fluff, hurt/comfort, life-affirming sex, top ghost

Ghost and Soap love each other. This is not up for dispute. They will never say those words out loud. This is also not up for dispute.

💀meet me in the middle with your guard down by concretecreature

explicit | oneshot, 2k | established relationship, possessive behavior, pwp, top ghost

Every lesson Soap's ever been taught about propriety goes out the window when it comes to Ghost, something dark and hungry and possessive within him needing everyone to know what he has. He wants to keep Ghost on a short leash, wants to sink claws into his skin so deeply that he tears sinew and reshapes muscles. Forget something so fickle as marriage; Soap would engrave his name on every one of Ghost’s bones if he could.

💀haunt me, then by concretecreature

explicit | oneshot, 2k | touch starved, hand jobs, hurt/comfort, dom soap

To become Ghost was to kill Simon Riley, to abandon human wants and needs because a ghost did not want or need. All that’s left behind is a name for the KIA records and a lethal specter that’s property of the British government, something that exists only to point and shoot when told.

💀toothaches from eden by congee4lunch

explicit | wip series, 14k | dom/sub undertones, dirty talk, tender sex, top ghost (dom soap)

ghost is in love with the violence of gunshots, the taste of iron in his mouth, and the cold press of a snake's tongue against his. soap is, simultaneously, none and all of the above. in one sleepless night, ghost learns to yearn for him too.

💀I Like You Alive by Anonymous

explicit | wip series, 12k | hurt/comfort, porn with plot, possessiveness, top ghost

They stare at each other for a moment, soft eyes and unspoken words weighing heavy between the two. They've not put a label on what this is, but as of right now, it suddenly feels like so much more than something casual.

💀Like Real People Do by ChaoticFayth

explicit | oneshot, 5k | hurt/comfort, mask kink, porn with feelings, top ghost

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