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Just a Taste | Johnny "Soap" McTavish x Reader

Follow up to Boyfriend!Soap drabble. Summary: You've given Johnny permission to fuck you while you sleep. He needs a little encouragement. Warnings: Somnophilia, consensual somno, pussy eating, dirty talk, PiV (unprotected, wrap it up folks). Wordcount: 1.8k [AO3]

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Johnny can’t sleep.

Ever since you told him he could fuck you while you slept, it’s been on his mind every time the two of you go to bed. But every time he tries to muster the courage to do it, he chickens out. It’s like an itch at the back of his brain, taunting him mercilessly.

He rolls over, looking at you as you sleep with your back to him, stark naked with the covers loosely draped around your middle. He watches you for a few minutes, trying to ignore the way his dick twitches when you let out a soft whine in your sleep as you stretch.

“Depraved cunt,” Soap groans, reprimanding himself as he wraps his thick fingers around his shaft.

He lets out a pained moan as he pumps his length at a leisurely pace. His fingers are coated in precome already and he blushes at the realisation of how keyed up he is.

“You’re a fuckin’ siren, temptin’ me with that kinky little idea,” he breathes into the space between you as he picks up the pace, breath coming in ragged bursts as he tries not to jostle the bed too hard.

“Just wanna stuff my cock in yer slick little hole,” he groans a little louder this time as he feels his stomach flutter with his impending release.

He’s about to whisper more filth when you move suddenly.

Soap watches in awe as you roll onto your back, tits jiggling in the moonlight that spills in from the window. He tries to stop the inevitable, gripping the base of his cock as a sweet, soft sigh slips from your lips.

“Fuck,” he hisses as he rolls onto his back, exploding over his abdomen as he comes hard. His balls tighten as hot ropes of come splatter across his skin, his chest heaving as he sees stars. He huffs despondently as he feels his come cooling uncomfortably on his belly as you let out a soft snore.

He laughs to himself as he tries to muster the energy to get up and clean himself off.

“Temptress,” he growls under his breath as you sleep seemingly oblivious next to him.

~*~

You sigh as you hear the faucet running in your en-suite. You were certain Soap would do it this time. Ever since you told him he could fuck you while you slept you’ve been desperate for him to just do it already.

But there’s something painfully sweet at the way Soap is struggling to take the plunge and just use you. Last night you slept in just a pretty pair of pink cotton panties. He’d gotten as far as grinding against your ass before ducking out to wank in the bathroom.

Tonight, you thought sleeping nude would have tipped him over the edge. If anything, he seemed even more hesitant to touch you. You need to get creative.

~*~

Every day since, you’d put on a show for him. When you came home you had stripped bare, before putting on one of his old ratty t shirts and nothing else. Every other movement meant Soap had a front row seat to your ass, or your bare pussy, or sometimes a combination of both.

The worst part: You wouldn’t let him touch you.

Tonight, you had been sprawled out on the sofa, legs spread as you had your head in his lap as you watched TV. He’d tried to subtly cop a feel, his dick achingly hard as he trailed his fingertips up the inside of your thigh.

“Not feeling it babe,” you had whined, batting his hand away just as he reached the apex of your thighs.

“Hen, come on,” he had groaned, looking down at you with a pained look on his face. He had felt the damp evidence of your arousal, you made sure of it before batting his hand away.

“Going to go to bed,” you had yawned dramatically before sauntering off to bed, making sure to raise your arms up in an exaggerated stretch, baring your ass to him before disappearing into the bedroom.

Now, Soap is curled around you, dick pressed against the valley of your ass as you rock backwards on it, seemingly fast asleep. You’re still in his t-shirt, and he knows he won’t be able to hold back tonight. He can smell himself on you as he buries his nose just behind your ear.

“Hen?”

You grunt noncommittally as you feign sleep, wriggling away from him a little before turning on your front, purposefully riding your shirt up to expose your ass and lower back.

You hear him exhale heavily behind you and you panic, worried he’s about to give up and either wank alone or just go to sleep. You make a split-second decision and hitch one of your knees up, gasping sleepily as you feel cool air hit your cunt.

“Fuck it,” you hear him growl and you have to stop yourself from reacting as you feel the mattress dip behind you as he repositions, “Goin’ to hell for his.”

You feel him gently, gingerly, drag his calloused fingertips along your skin. They catch and drag over the backs of your heels, scraping up and over the meat of your calves. You can’t help but shudder as they weave over the tender skin on the back of your knees.

“So fuckin’ pretty like this, can’t help myself,” Johnny groans low as you feel his broad palms press into the backs of your thighs, spreading them out to expose your dripping cunt to him. You bite your lip, desperate to keep up the act of being sound asleep as his thumbs push your pillowy cheeks apart.

“Look at that bonnie little cunt,” he whispers, and you clench, unable to stop yourself reacting to his slurred praise, “Just a taste, that’s all I need.”

You tremble in anticipation as you feel his broad form settle between your spread legs, hot breath fanning against your thighs as he inches his mouth closer to your dripping folds.

Johnny’s tongue swirls around your entrance; the blunt tip teasing and cruel in the way he presses hard enough to make you clench, but not deep enough to breach your hole.

“Like fuckin’ honey,” Johnny groans as he continues to tease you, lapping up your slick as he settles further into the apex of your thighs, “Still asleep hen?”

You bite your lip as you shudder, trying to stay as still as you can as you feel him kiss your folds gently. His soft lips and tender tongue devour your slick cunt as he takes a heady inhale of your cunt.

“Wonder if I can make you come like this lass? Yeah, I bet I can.”

You try not to squirm as you feel his tongue flick over your clit. It’s probing, teasing, torture as he sucks it between his lips. The wet push and pull of his mouth on your sensitive bud is almost too much as you let a soft moan slip from your lips as you try and muffle it in the pillow beneath you.

“Yeah, you like that?” Johnny mumbles against your cunt as he brings two fingers up to your core, “Dirty lass,” he huffs as he pushes them deep inside you. You whimper as you feel the spill of arousal flood through you. You can’t hold back with the way Johnny is pumping his thick fingers inside you, suckling at your clit, and groaning deep as he ruts into the mattress below him.

“There you go, good lass,” he growls as he rakes his teeth over your swollen clit, pushing you over the edge, “Come for me hen.”

And you do.

Your whole body quakes with ripples of pleasure as you clamp down on Johnny’s fingers. Your teeth sink into the pillowcase as you stifle the scream that bubbles in your throat.

“Such a nasty girl,” Johnny groans as he eases his fingers out, “Be a shame not to fuck your desperate little cunt right now.”

You try not to squeal in anticipation at his admission. You’re so ready for this, so desperate for him to use you.

“Johnny,” you sigh, trying to sound sleepy as you squirm beneath him, and you feel him freeze behind you. You smirk to yourself as you wriggle beneath him, your knees pulling up under you as you bare yourself to him, silently begging him to fuck you.

“Sure you’re not awake lass?” He chuckles, already lining his weeping tip against your core. You feel the way his tip stretches you out instantly and you’re gushing for it. You offer him a soft “hmpf” in response that only compels Soap to press his thick cock deep inside you. You cry out at the stretch and there’s no concealing the fact you’re awake any longer.

“There she is,” Johnny growls as he slides his hands over your ass cheeks, landing on your hips as he pulls you back onto his thick length, “Knew you weren’t asleep.”

“Johnny,” you whine as he spears you from behind as he snaps his hips forward, “Jus’ wanted you to have fun, use me.”

“I know hen,” he rasps through gritted teeth, “Fucking idiot I am, next time I’ll fuck you stupid, wake you up as I split you on my cock.”

“Fuck yes,” you whine as he fucks down into you hard and fast, punching the air from your lungs as you look over your shoulder.

“Gonna come in this tight little cunt lass,” Johnny wheezes as you feel his brutal pace stutter as he reaches his climax.

“Fuck me Johnny, fuck me!” You scream as your orgasm hits you like a truck. You cry out as you come hard around his cock, clenching hard as you fall limp into the sheets beneath you.

“Fuck!” Johnny exhales with a low grunt as he empties his balls, coating your insides as he continues to rut into your sopping cunt as he fills you with his spend.

Your cunt clamps down on him as you milk him dry and it seems like a lifetime before both of your trembling, overstimulated bodies still.

“Fuckin’ bewitched me lass, that was somethin’ else,” Johnny wheezes as he falls forward, lips pressed against the back of your neck as he slides his softening cock out of you.

“Glad you liked it,” you huff as you feel his weight bear down on you as you fall forward, letting his broad form press you down into the mattress.

“Fuckin’ loved it,” he says with a huff as he nips at the column of your neck.

You lie there for some time, sleep pulling at your eyelids as you try and fight off the allure of sexually sated contentment.

“C’mon Johnny, let’s get showered and head to bed,” you say wearily as you let his large form smother you from behind.

“Aye, lass,” he breathes against your cooling skin, “After you.”

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dalekinapaintedparadise · 3 months

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Could be my last ride, this. If it don't work out... Just wanna be there for it, aware.

#johnny silverhand #cyberpunk 2077 #cp2077 #cyberpunk2077edit #myedit #johnnysilverhandedit #keanu reeves #aldecaldo ending #i just wanted to gif that smile tbh #'oh soft johnny is not a thing'#are you sure #are you absolutely sure #he's soft for v #more than once #silverv

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2jisungs · 26 days

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OPPOSITES ATTRACT — P.JS

SYNOPSIS; in which Debonair Institute’s popular and bubbly girl Kang Heejin finds herself attracted to shy nerd Park Jisung.

GENRE; smau + written, fluff, humor, s2l, college au, non-idol au

CW; cursing, mentions of drugs, kys jokes [ more tbd ]

SALMA’S NOTES; the impulsive thoughts took over. anyway i’m excited for this!! pls like + rblog for the algorithm <3

TAGLIST; @mellowdyverse [ status : open, send an ask / comment to be added. ]

PROFILES; bimbo club | jisung protection group

CHAPTERS; O1, O2, O3, O4, O4.5, O5, O6, O7, O8, O9, 1O [ more tba ]

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seasonofhorror · 26 days

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EDWARD SCISSORHANDS (1990) // LISA FRANKENSTEIN (2024)

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brewed-pangolin · 3 months

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Soap Cuddling Headcanons

This was an ask I received forever ago, then tumblr decided to eat it because I don't know. Apologies for this taking soooo long.

18+ MDNI Sexual Themes

SFW and NFSW below the cut because why the hell not.

Soap loves to cuddle for one reason and one reason only: touch

He's touch starved. He craves it. Begs for it. Yearns for it when he's half a world away with you always creeping around in the back of his mind

And when he's home, he can barely think of letting you out of arms reach

It was a bit overwhelming st first, to have him always so close and needing so much physical affection

You didn't push him away, but you did have to maintain some personal space at the beginnings of your relationship

But that all changed after his first lengthy deployment

On those long, lonely nights. Reaching out to him and feeling nothing but cold emptiness beside you in the bed

That's where you fell into his spell and began to yearn and ache for his touch just as desperately as he did

SFW

It doesn't matter what you're doing, if you're within arms reach, your going to be wrapped up by him

Cooking? Yup. He'll have his hands on your hips while comfortably resting his chin on your shoulder

He'll whisper soft, culinary praises into your ear while he watches intently, following your fingers as they diligently move across the cutting board

"Smellin' good, hen. Be a shame if ya had t'waste any, yeah?" And you fell for it. Every single time

Don't be surprised if those hands on your hips begin to wander. It's nearly impossible for them to stay in one place for too long

Loves to wrap his arms around you during the weekend late movie nights

Will intentionally put on horror or suspense movies just so you'll scoot closer, and he can hold you tightly against him while you tremble in his arms

But where this cuddle monster truly shines is in bed (and not just after a romp)

He'll cling to you in the morning, arms wrapped around your torso and his face nestled unto the curve of your shoulders

Big spoon. Little spoon. He doesn't care. As long as his skin is touching yours, he's happy

Will prolong mornings the first few days back home, willing to push aside responsibilities and spend the entire day in bed

Netflix and Chill Extraordinaire

But Cuddling isn't only sanctioned for the bedroom

Soap is a romantic at heart, and he'll whisk you away to his favorite outlook up in the mountains in his 4Runner

Just to build a fort of blankets and pillows in the back and watch the sunset like a true Casanova

And movie nights are best under the stars at your local drive-in

Nestled deep within in his arms as you leave the world behind to enjoy each other's comforting embrace (and loads of overly butterd popcorn)

NSFW

Soap MacTavish is the absolute KING of aftercare, especially after your more vigorous and enthusiastic sessions

He'll keep you close, wrapped within his muscular arms, and pressed against his sweat drenched torso as you ride out the last waves of your climax

"So good f'me, lass. Ya did so good." He'll whisper, voice muffled as he buries his face into the crook of your neck

He's in no rush after a lengthy romp. You need 15 minutes? 30 minutes? Two hours? Soap's not going anywhere

Except to get the towels. He knows he makes a mess, and your legs are currently jelly after your umpteenth orgasm

But if you already planned on having an earth-shattering sexcapade, the towels are already on the nightstand because...

Cockwarming

Soap can't help it. He loves being buried to the hilt deep inside you

Especially when he softens and your walls continually pulse and milk every last drop of him

And you pull the most beautifully pornographic whimpers from his lips

"Fuckin' hell, bonnie. You an' that greedy lil cunt a'yers.."

And as previously stated, he's in no rush to pull out.

In fact, he may just fall asleep.

His arms caging you tightly against him as he drifts into a restful slumber with his cock sheathed snuggly within your silkened heat

@deadbranch @sofasoap @d3athtr4psworld @punishmepunisher @homicidal-slvt @glitterypirateduck @obligatoryghoststare @jynxmirage @mykneeshurt @shotmrmiller @astraluminaaa @writeforfandoms @thetrashpossum @simpingoverquestionablemen @kkaaaagt @designateddeadend

#super soap sunday #Soap Squad™️#soap cuddling headcanons #Soft!Soap™️#johnny soap mactavish #john soap mactavish #soap mactavish #john mactavish #soap x you #soap x reader #cod soap #call of duty #cod

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milkydough · 1 year

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Happy Birthday.

#cod mw2 #cod mw2 fanart #ghost #simon ghost riley #soap #john soap mactavish #ghost x soap #soapghost #call of duty #traumatized ghost #I'm too soft for them #mentioned captain price #johnny is simon's literal light of his life #mw2

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eepy-bells · 4 months

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Small johnshi doodle I drew

Also my sibling drew it in his style😔🧡

#i wanna draw more soft johnshi #and bottom kenshi #also fox kenshi and bunny johnny hmmmm #and trans johnshi #i wanna draw too many things #cries #johnshi #mk johnshi #johnny x kenshi #mk1 #mk johnny cage #mk kenshi #kenshi takahashi #mk1 2023

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codtrashsammy · 3 days

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Soft Ghoap Thoughts

Don't get me wrong, i'm a feral freak for all the dark!Ghoap content, too. ...but like... lil idiot soft boys who know they love you but also know they love each other and don't know how to use Google to properly define anything between y'all Maybe you met Johnny first and you guys just clicked and then somehow Simon showed up, and now you're all just a sweet little trio And it's not even sexual for the longest time- Simon would be far too traumatized to just go for that and Johnny has his whole manwhore persona, so he wouldn't want to risk pushing you away in the slightest. So you just casually have these two big ass military duded in your apartment (a house? In this economy?) that just casually exist with you. Simon cursing while trying to fix that leaky faucet you've had since before you even moved in, while griping and barking at Johnny to hold the flashlight steady and you're just sitting on the counter watching it all in amusement. (Simon: Bloody hell, just HOLD the thing Johnny: 'm tryin' real hard, LT, real hard Simon: You're clearly fucking NOT and really they're only doing it because of your little giggles and quips as you sit over their shoulder watching, such a pretty baby for them, just bein' around them and blessing them with your presence) Johnny with his arms wrapped around you after a bad day at work and Simon just comes over and flops down nearby like a cat who wants attention but isn't willing to ask for it- so they both just hand around and kinda comfort you, but really they just wanna touch you. You, who is so confused because one minute they're griping and bantering with each other and the next you have Johnny leaving little kisses on your cheeks with a dumb grin while Simon just happily interlocks your fingers with his when you're walking back home from the bar. Simon and Johnny both who are as obsessed and in love with each other as they are you but are too scared to put a label to it in case that's what finally scares you off and they'd rather have some of you than none of you at all. Okay, more soft thoughts coming later <3 I love these war gremlins sm

#ghoap x reader #simon riley x you #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader #ghost x you #simon ghost x reader #johnny soap mactavish x reader #ghost x you x soap #simon x reader x johnny #sammys soft times #cod x you #cod x reader #cod imagine #cod fluff

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whatev-i-guess · 2 months

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Soap: It's Valentine's Day!

Ghost: What?

Soap: Don't tell me you don't know what that is.

Ghost: I do know, but why would I care?

Soap punches him gently into the shoulder: Because for the first time in your life you're not a sad single boy.

Ghost: We can change that...

Soap: How dare you-

Ghost chuckles fondly before he kisses Johnny

#he doesn't care but if johnny does he will too #they are soft #and alive for today #they are in love #call of duty #soapghost #ghost simon riley #soap mctavish #ghost x soap #ghostsoap #cod #cod mw2 #happy vday

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imshymorph · 2 months

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Johnny is part of the man cold society™ and no one can convince me of the contrary, so here’s some clingy and soft!johnny who caught a cold. (probably as consequence of a dumb bet with Gaz or something)

Think about it, Johnny laying in bed, constantly moving and adjusting because his body aches from the low fever he has. He constantly sniffs and clears his throat, his nose stuffy and clogged and his throat sore and itchy. You know he must be really uncomfortable, you really do. Knowing that he had struggled to sleep the night before, coughing fits constantly waking both of you.

But you can’t help yourself when you let out a little laugh as you sit on the edge of bed beside him, feeling his forehead to check his temperature. He gives you a nasty look, “ugh, i hate this.” he complains, trying to adjust once more.

- - - - -

You smile amusedly, running your fingers through his mohawk, pushing it back so it won’t stick to his clammy forehead. “You turn into such a baby.” you joke, receiving yet another side eye. You giggle and lean forward, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead, which is enough for him to soften a bit. “Here, this’ll help.” You say, handing him the little cup with the medicine in it, you were honestly glad you weren’t sick too, because that thing was disgusting.

“Bonnie, no.” he grumbles, covering his face with a pillow, hiding from the tiny cup. It’s another minute of his dramatics before he sighs and pushes the pillow to the side, grabbing the medicine and throwing it back as if it were a tequila shot. He makes a grimace and shudders as he gulps it down. “That tastes horrible.” he complains as he leans back against the pillows.

You chuckle, “It’s supposed to taste bad so babies don’t chug it down or something like that.” You take the small cup from him and leave it on the bedside table, handing him water to wash off the flavour.

“Yeah, no wonder they won’t.” He grumbles, drinking about half of the cup before giving it back. He twists and turns again, burying his head in the mountain of pillows he has accumulated. He looks at you for a moment before a small grin appears, “Give me a kiss to make it better.” he says, puckering his lips.

You roll your eyes but lean in anyway, pressing a soft peck to his lips. “Nuh-uh,” you say before he complains, “that’s all you get. I don’t want to be sick.”

He sighs, burying his head on the pillows again. “Is it illegal to be clingy?” He asks indignantly, “Because I dinnae think so. I'm sick, I need kisses. And attention.” he keeps on grumbling. It just makes you chuckle again, more so because he’s had a hand resting on your leg this whole time.

“You’re always clingy, darling.” You tease with a smile, another laugh leaving you as he huffs and puffs indignantly, having to fight with his pile of pillows to turn and look at you.

“I need yer touch, bonnie. I dinnae ken how long I have left.” he justifies, sitting up a bit to wrap his arms around you and pull you down on the bed with him, causing you to yelp. In just a second he’s laying with his head on your chest, arms around your waist and legs tangled with yours. He lets out a small sigh, absolutely pleased with himself.

You let out a soft laugh, wrapping your arms around him, one hand moving to play with his hair. “Love, you’ve got the flu, you’re not on your deathbed. You’ve been through worse” you say bemused.

“Ye never ken, lass.” He murmurs, snuggling closer until his body is completely flush against you, “jus’ hold me. Need it” And you let out a little amused snort but still comply, holding him even when he falls asleep as you run your fingers up and down his back, drawing random shapes. A small smile forming on your lips when he finally gets some much needed rest.

#cod x reader #x reader #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare #johnny mactavish x reader #johnny soap mactavish #johnny mactavish #john soap mactavish x reader #john mactavish x reader #john soap mactavish #soap modern warfare #soap x reader #cod mw2 #soft!soap #soft!johnny

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