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mandowh0re · 1 year

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Baby, I Love You

posted to AO3 but i guess i shall post here as well. link here if u wanna go give kudos!

pairing: john soap mactavish x simon ghost riley

warnings: GAY SMUT IDK WHAT YOU WANT ME TO SAY. also bottom ghost supremacy.

words: 3287

🫶🏻 happy reading!

soap’s had enough of this.

the flirting, the gazes, the lingering touches.

he’s spent the last several months trying to hold himself back and convince himself that ghost is only joking because he thinks soap is joking. but recently, ghost initiates the touches. ghost makes the first flirty joke. soap will look up from a file to see ghost looking at him first.

it’s driving him fucking mental.

he makes a noise akin to a growl and hauls himself from

his bed, out his room, and makes his way to ghost’s.

he hesitates, unsure if this is the right call. but before he can convince himself to turn around and leave it, he steels himself and knocks on the door.

only a few seconds go by before the door is opened, ghost on the other side with the slightest tilt to his head and a questioning look in his eyes.

soap notices that he’s only wearing his plain black balaclava, a tight black t-shirt, and gray sweats that fit snug to his hips. it makes soap’s mouth water.

“johnny?”

that snaps soap out of his lust frazzled thoughts and his eyes snap back to ghost’s.

“can ah come in?”

ghost immediately nods and steps to the side, letting his sergeant in. once the door is closed, soap turns around and looks ghost in the eyes.

mismatched eyes stare back at him, gaze curious and soap thinks he sees want in them as well.

he takes a step forward, closer into ghost’s personal space. when the other man doesn’t ask him to move, doesn’t even look at him in question, he takes two more steps forward until they’re almost chest to chest (or what would be chest to chest considering the height difference). a few more seconds of neither of unfaltering eye contact, soap reaches up and places a palm on the side of ghost’s face, resting on the soft fabric separating them.

ghost, to soap’s utter surprise, leans into the touch and his eyes flutter closed. a tiny breath escapes him, imperceptible to most, but soap hears it. because he hears and sees and notices everything about his lieutenant.

soap moves his hand to the back of ghost’s neck, curling his fingers around him and taking the last step until they’re flush together.

“tell me to stop, simon.”

“if you stop i might cry.”

a wicked smirk graces soap’s face, and his free hand comes up to toy with the edge of the mask, silently asking for permission. ghost nods, and soap pulls it up just enough to rest on the curve of his crooked nose, moving that hand to fist in ghost’s shirt.

his next move is a 180 from the gentleness he had been treating ghost with, and he all but shoves the taller man back against the door, the hand on his neck coming to his throat and pulling him down. their lips barely touching when soap tells him

“ah’ll make ye cry if ah keep goin.”

apparently that’s what breaks ghost’s resolve entirely, because he closes the incredibly short distance between them and kisses soap like his like fucking depends on it. sparks fly up his spine and his skin feels like fire. his hands come up to cradle soap’s face, prompting the shorter man to move the hand fisted in ghost’s shirt to his hair. it’s desperate, needy, and hungry, and faster than ghost can blink he finds himself slammed into his mattress, soap standing between his legs looking down at him.

“ye’ve been driving me fuckin insane, si. every time ye touch me ah feel like i’m goin to explode. i catch you lookin at me with yer ‘fuck me’ eyes and i nearly come on the spot. do ye even know what yer doin to me?”

they’re both breathing heavily, soap’s hands are on ghost’s hips, fingers digging into the flesh. they both hope there’s bruises there in the morning.

“yes, about took you long enough.” ghost finally answers between breaths.

for the second time that evening, soap growls and he lifts his knee and places it on the bed against ghost’s crotch, where he can see ghost’s already fully hard cock straining in his sweats.

“i’m going to make you pay for all that, but tonight i want to worship ye like ye deserve.”

ghost thinks he’s going to get whiplash from the back and forth soap is doing with him.

he also doesn’t really want soap to be soft with him, he wants to be roughed up and manhandled. he wants to be fucked into his mattress and unable to speak the rest of the night.

but then soap is gently lifting ghost’s shirt off of him and kissing up his torso, biting and sucking marks into his flesh as he goes. soap’s hands knead his hips, waist, thighs, and whatever meaty part of him that the younger man can get his hands on.

soap makes it to his pulse point on his throat and sucks a dark, near painful bruise before laving over it with his tongue in an apology. he pulls back to see his work, ghost’s body a canvas for him to decorate as he pleases. but something stutters soap’s movements at he looks back up into ghost’s eyes, hands gently placed on his cheeks.

“if we do this, simon, yer never gettin rid of me. you are mine. i need ye to be sure about this.” he emphasizes his words by leaning over and placing their foreheads together.

ghost takes a breath and in one motion, yanks the mask off and throws it across the room.

“there’s never been, and will never be anyone else, johnny. i’m yours. i always have been.”

ghost thinks soap looks like he’s going to cry before he crashes their lips together again. the kiss this time is slow and sensual, soap nudging and encouraging ghost up the bed until his head hits the pillow.

soap breaks the kiss and pulls back, looking down at ghost with the soft, lustful eyes.

“anyone ever tell ye how pretty you are, simon?” soap purrs, dragging his nails down the expanse of ghost’s torso. not hard enough to draw blood, but enough to cause pinpricks of pain that have ghost harder than he thinks he has ever been in his life.

his mind is beginning to fog over and his voice is incredibly hard to use when he attempts to answer soap.

soap, ever the ghost decoder, sees the struggle in ghost’s features and pauses his ministrations, “simon? you okay?” he asks. ghost feels embarrassment wash over him. he nods, biting his lip trying to cause enough pain to pull him out enough in order to speak.

soap catches on though, and moves to pull ghost’s lip from his teeth with his thumb, and then kisses his forehead.

“can ye not talk, baby?”

he doesn’t see disgust or humor in soap’s eyes, only genuine curiosity. so he forces himself to take a steadying breath and nods again.

“okay,” soap kisses the edge of his mouth, his jaw, then his lips once more, “okay. that’s fine, baby. but we need a system for ye to let me know if i need to stop somethin.”

ghost thinks for a moment before tapping soap’s thigh three times.

soap tilts his head, “three taps equals stop?”

again, ghost nods.

“okay, i need to know when to slow down too, so how about this,” he reaches down and grabs ghost’s hand, still on his thigh, and manipulates the man’s fingers until his pointer and middle finger are the only ones pointed out, “two fingers, two taps for slow down, three taps for stop, wherever you can reach, okay?”

ghost nods again and his hands move to roam up soap’s chest, bunching his shirt up as he goes. soap smiles, tearing his shirt off and kisses down ghost’s neck, biting and sucking more bruises. he adjusts himself above ghost’s hips and grinds down, causing the man to gasp and let out a moan that makes soap’s cock twitch in interest.

“fuck, baby. ye even sound pretty.” he breaths against ghost’s chest before sucking a hard nipple in between his lips before grinding again, pulling more delicious noises out of the man below him.

he continues until he decides to give the other nipple the same attention, his hands touching, petting, and squeezing wherever he can reach. he’s still slowly grinding, and before ghost even realizes what’s happening, he’s arching from the mattress and coming with a yelp. his hands tangle in soap’s overgrown mohawk.

when the sparks and colors behind his eyes settle, he has no time to even feel embarrassed about coming prematurely because soap is kissing him again and licking into his mouth.

“yer so fuckin perfect, oh my god,” soap says into his mouth, “coming just from that, do ye know how fuckin gorgeous you look when you come?” his hands remove ghost’s own from his hair and gently pin them above his head on the pillow, “think ye can give me one more, baby?”

ghost isn’t one hundred percent sure he can, because he’s honestly never tried and nobody has ever stuck around long enough to try, but he’s more than willing to do anything and everything soap asks of him so he’s quickly nodding, looking up at soap through half lidded eyes.

“perfect. i still need to make ye cry, right?” he asks coyly, thumb tracing ghost’s bottom lip.

it comes out as a question but hangs in the air like a promise and ghost’s cock twitches at the thought. and apparently, with the way soap is sitting on him, he feels it too. the same smirk from earlier curls his lips and a hand gently wraps around ghost’s throat.

“ye like that? do ye want me to make you cry, simon?”

the fog in his head is settling again, heavier than he’s ever felt it and he nods again, eyes fluttering closed as soap’s fingers squeeze just that much tighter against his carotid.

then the hand is gone, and soap is pulling at the waistband of his pants and boxers, pulling both off at one time. when the weight of soap’s body doesn’t return, ghost opens his eyes to see him stepping out of his own sweats and ghost feels his mouth watering at the sight of the other man.

“like what ye see?”

ghost’s eyes flicker to soap’s and he nods, reaching out and soap steps closer, gently laying a hand on ghost’s cheek.

“what do ye want, love?”

and dear fucking lord, ghost isn’t ready to deal with what that word does to his mind and body.

he looks back down to soap’s cock and licks his lips before opening his mouth and looking back up.

“shit, si. what the fuck did i do to deserve you?” he leans down and kisses him, slowly and lovingly, before pulling away, “ye can choke on my cock another time, beautiful. if i don’t get inside you soon im goin to lose my mind.” he smiles, “do you have lube?”

ghost pouts but nods and points to the drawer on his bedside table. soap moves to grab it and at the same time ghost turns his head and sucks soap’s thumb in between his lips. the startled, hungry look on the man’s face was absolutely worth it.

“steamin jesus.” soap mutters, and pushes his pointer finger in as well, “make them wet.” he commands.

ghost happily obliges.

after a minute or two, soap resettles himself between ghost’s thighs and forgoes the lube at first, using his spit slick finger to tease at ghost’s entrance.

at this point, ghost is keyed back up and fully hard again.

“relax, si, i’ve got you.” his other hand sits on ghost’s hip bone, thumb rubbing calming circles into his skin.

ghost takes a breath and forces his body to relax, and soap gently pushes past his entrance and begins working his finger in and out.

“so good for me, baby. so fuckin wet and tight for me.”

ghost keens at the praise, head tilting back into his pillow as soap moves a little quicker. soon he’s pressing in another finger, ghost’s hole still wet enough from the spit on his other finger. ghost is whining beneath soap’s hold, trying to rock back onto his fingers.

soap uses more pressure with his free hand to pin ghost’s hips to the mattress, stilling his movements.

“are ye ready for more, simon?”

ghost nods quickly, hands moving to grip on soap’s shoulders.

the younger man removes his fingers to add lube, because the spit is no longer enough to work ghost open the rest of the way. and while soap wants to make him cry, he doesn’t want to actually hurt him.

ghost whines again at the loss, but soon enough three fingers slip past his hole and a deep moan escapes him.

“ye make such pretty sounds, fuck. i could get off just from listenin to you. my pretty boy.” soap feels ghost clench around him at the words, “you like that baby? being called that? my pretty boy. my good boy.” he says the last part at the same time that he curls his fingers and presses against ghost’s prostate.

ghost gasps and makes a choked sound. distantly, he realizes there’s tears forming in his eyes, but he’s too lost in pleasure, too lost in soap, that he cannot bring himself to care.

soap continues this for a little while longer, before he finally removes his fingers and applies a generous amount of lube to himself. he pulls ghost by the hips farther up his lap, and holds his cock against ghost’s now aching entrance.

dropping down, soap places kisses all over ghost’s face, before pulling away and forcing ghost to make eye contact by holding his chin.

“are you ready, baby?”

ghost responds by wrapping his legs around soap’s waist and whines.

soap chuckles and pulls up, holding ghost still as he slowly pushes into him.

a deep, wonton moan is punched out of ghost the second soap is buried completely.

“jesus fuckin’-“ soap forces himself to hold still for both their sakes. letting ghost adjust and making sure he himself doesn’t blow right then and there.

he can’t help but think that this was even better than anything his mind could have ever come up with. ghost is pliant and willing below him, making the prettiest sounds he’s ever heard in his life, tight and wet and near begging for soap’s cock.

he doesn’t have much time to bask, though, because ghost is suddenly rocking onto him, a silent plea to move. soap opens his eyes (when did he close them?) and sees the most vulnerable, needy expression he’s ever seen on the other man. it makes him feel feral.

soap lifts one of ghost’s legs over his shoulder and kisses his inner thigh before biting into it.

“okay, okay, i’ll give ye what you want, love.”

he gives a slow roll of his hips, testing the waters to make sure ghost isn’t pushing himself past his limits. but when he sees no expressions of pain, he moves faster, finally reaching a brutal pace that’s punching moans out of both men.

“god fuckin bless, si. you feel amazing. yer so good, such a good boy for me.” he throws ghost’s other leg over his other shoulder and grips the meat of his hips, fucking into him like he’ll never get the chance again, hitting ghost’s prostate with every thrust.

ghost can’t really reach soap from the position he’s been put in, so he fists his hands into the pillow above his head. he belatedly realizes there’s a few tears falling down his face.

“fuck, look so fucking pretty when you cry. taking me like a whore. but you’re mine, simon,” he grunts, tightening his hold on the man, “nobody else gets to touch you again. you belong to me.” he snaps his hips harder with the last word and it pushes ghost over the edge, forcing his second orgasm and making him choke on a sob.

soap doesn’t let up though, still fucking into him with the same amount if not more vigor, wrapping his hand around ghost’s neglected cock to pull every last drop of cum from him.

it’s becoming too much, too overstimulating for ghost, but it feels too fucking good and ghost realizes he’s going to come again, but he can and will do nothing but lie there and take it. he’ll take whatever soap gives him.

“fuck, si, in or out?”

ghost, who’s so far under the fog that he doesn’t register the question at first, is still crying.

soap slows down, moves ghost’s legs off his shoulders, and leans down. he wipes the tears from his cheeks and presses a kiss to his lips, pulling him back to the surface.

when ghost’s eyes open again, he sees soap smiling at him with pure love and adoration.

“baby, one tap for in, two for out. where do you want me to come?”

ghost’s hand quickly finds soap’s hip and taps once.

“fuck, i love you.” he kisses ghost again, licking into his mouth and biting his lip, his hips resuming the earlier pace.

it only takes a few more of those brutal thrusts for soap to come with a low moan, hips stuttering and filling ghost to the brim. the feeling of soap filling him up has ghost coming again, dry.

when soap finally catches his breath, he looks up and sees ghost staring at the ceiling, a far away look in this eyes. he carefully moves off of ghost and rummages around the man’s bathroom and finds a cloth. he wets it with warm water, cleaning himself and then going back out to clean ghost. when he returns, there’s more coherence in ghost’s eyes.

“can ye talk yet, love?”

ghost shakes his head, and soap smiles lovingly.

“that’s okay, darling.”

he cleans the man off and grabs a water bottle he finds on the desk across the room, bringing it back and making ghost take a few sips.

when he’s done drinking, soap climbs into bed beside his partner and pulls him into his chest.

they’re like that for a while, soap tracing his fingers along ghost’s bicep, and he eventually thinks ghost is sleeping. so it startles him when the older man speaks.

“did you mean what you said?” his voice is weak and a little unsteady.

“i meant everything i said, simon. but what specifically are you referring to?”

ghost’s quiet for another moment and soap continues rubbing along his bicep. he knows ghost isn’t the best at articulating his feelings, so he’s patient.

“did you mean it, when you said you loved me?”

soap stills for a moment and then moves his hand to gently grab ghost’s chin with this thumb and forefinger, coaxing him to look up at him.

“of course. i’ve loved you for a very long time now. it’s not a new revelation. but you don’t have to say it back, sweetheart.”

a tear slips down ghost’s cheek, “i want to. because i do, but i don’t think-“

“i know, baby. it’s okay. even if ye can never say it, it’s okay. because i know. i don’t need words to know that ye love me.” he presses his lips to the blonde curls on ghost’s head, carding his fingers through them and soothing ghost as he cries for the second time that night, but for a very different reason.

they fall asleep like that, ghost wrapped around soap, and soap’s arms wrapped protectively around him.

#john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish x simon ghost riley #soap x ghost #soapghost #ghoap #bottom ghost #top soap #smut #fluff #no angst #you’re welcome

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hirik0 · 10 months

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Jealousy Part 6

part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | part 5

NSFW 09Soap/Ghost

Shower sex, not so exidental voyeurism, they finally kiss, top Soap, bottom Ghost,

Soap is freezing in front of the door to Ghosts room in the barrackes and the blood is trying to run down to his dick and to his brain at the same time. To his dick because he just heard Ghost moan his callsign and to his brain to analyse what the fuck he should do. Suddenly Soap is super aware of him still standing in the corridor when everyone can walk down here see him and worse hear Ghost. In a impulsive desition he just sneaks in Ghost room. He should just have walked away back to his office or his own room, he knows but he also never heared confident, making the enemy's shit their pants Ghost like this. "Soap, please" Ghost whines in the bathroom and Soap has to cover his mouth to make sure he makes no sound. Soap thinks he never get this hard so fast in his life. He trys to will himself to leave Ghost room, but he can't it's like he is clued to the door. Soap didn't even think he is in to hearing anyone mastrubating and now is the worst time to learn this about himself. He faintly rembers beeing annoyed about the people in the appartement next his fucking loud. So why is hearing Ghost so different, why does it make his heart race, him leaking in his underwear and bitting his hand so that Ghost does not hear him? Soap trys to not look at the bathroom door he knows if he looks at it to long he would do something dumb like walking in the bathroom and get what's his.

Ghost don't know why or when he gave up to will down his sexual needs. He just knows that he just can't come up with a fantasy that gets him off. For Ghost this is usually just something he does, a standart body function, but because of fucking Captain Soap MacTravish he just can't. The blood that is rushing in his ears are silencing everything around Ghost, he doesn't hear the shower, he doesn't hear how the door to his room gets opened and he don't hear how loud he is. He's slamming his fist against the shower wall letting the water run over his head. He just should sneak of base and find someone to have sex with. But and that's angers Ghost the most he has the feeling that he would have the exact problem he has now and this problem his him wanted to get his brain fucked out by a sertain scotisch Captain. "God, why has my dick desided that Soap is the only that can get me off?" Ghost ask himself, while he is starting to finger himself. It stings and is uncomfortable with out using lube, but he's desprade. He has lube in his nightstand but this is just to far away, his orgasam just one right move away. He closes his eyes thinking about kneeling under Soaps desk sucking him of. Thinking of ways how he could make Soap stop his paperwork to fuck him properly. When Ghost finds his prostate he's letting out a loud moan that is echoing in the bathroom. And it's somehow still not enough and Ghost is getting desbrate. "Please Soap, I need your dick so badly", Ghost crys out while tears are start filling up his eyes.

Soaps last rest of restrain snaps when Ghost is begging for his dick. He quickly strips down and opens the bathroom door a silent as possible. The picture he's seeing makes him gasp and leak precum. Ghost is leaning against the shower wall a few fingers in his ass other hand on his dick. Somehow Soap is getting even harder and some part of his brain just turns off. All he thinks about Simon and how to get him under him, make him scream his name, claim him. Soap steps in the shower kissing Simon. When he's finished he leans forward to growl in Ghost ear. "You know if you just had waited till the phone call is over you could have my dick in your ass by now." Ghost just moans helpless, blushing hard. "You always blush like this?" Ghost is resting his head against Soaps shoulder the hand that is on his dick moving on Soaps arm. "Just you." He mumbles in Soaps skin. "What was that?" Soap wispers in his ear needing to hear it again. "It's just you, nobody makes me blush this hard or horny." Soap makes a smug expression to this revelation, the Ghost, the legend of the SAS blushes just for him, it makes Soap feels drunk on euphoria. "Well I gues I should make sure that it stays like this."

"Well I gues I should make sure that it stays like this." Soap is whispering directly in his ear. The hairs on Ghost neck at standig up and he gasps. His cheeks are burning and he hides his face in the Soaps neck. Soaps hands start wandering his body and it feels like his skin is on fire. "Please, Soap." He whines, he needed more, he needed to come. "Please what?" "Need.. fuck I want you." Soap is grapping his ass and Ghost claws Soaps arm as his knees start to strugel to suport his weight. "Yeah? Want me to fuck you in the shower. Though about this in my Office?" "No... I yes please, I.." Ghost brain is short-circuiting, we just want Soap to touch him, to fuck him not carrying he has no lube in the bathroom. Soap is laughing, kneeling Ghost ass. "So you thought about something else then?. Soap is slowly pushing two of his fingers to the three of Ghost own up his ass. "Ah Soap.." Ghost moans out clinging to Soap as his knees give out at the sensation of beeing stretched like this. "Tell me, Simon and I will make you scream." Soap wispers in his ear and Ghost shakes his head. He can't tell Soap this, but his brain is so filled with waves of pleasure that he can't come up with a lie. "Come on, be my good boy." Soap says and Ghost feels how tears are filling his eyes. "I can't, it's not.. ahhh Soap I fuck... I ahh..", Soap is moving his fingers and pressing against his prostate over and over again, humming to get Ghost to tell him. ".. I was thinking off ahh... You." Soaps hand stops moving. "How you fuck me in your office bent over the desk", Ghost spills out breathless and a loud moan leaves his mouth when Soap bites in his shoulder. Suddenly Ghost feels how his face gets prest in to the wall. "Thinking about this right under my nose. How long you think about this?" Soap acusses him in a deep rumbel. "Months", Ghost moans when he feels Soaps dick rubbing along his ass. "Please Soap, I want it so bad", Ghost begs, the embarrassment that he would feel for begging is numbed by his arousal.

"Please Soap, I want it so bad", Soap feels like some punshed him in the chest. "Fuck, Simon, can't say thinks like that. The show nearly ended before it really began." Now Soap realise they are lagging a quite important think, lube. "Tell me there is lube in this bathroom." "No, I... I usally dont need it in here." Ghost sounds absolute embarrassed about this, removing his fingers from his ass. Soap bites his lips while thinking about the options they have. He dont want to raw dog Ghost and water is such a teribbel substitute. One of Soaps hands sneak on to Simons dick stroking him in a fast rythem. "Soap not enough", Ghost whines, tears running down his face. God Ghost looks so fucking pretty. "Comon show me what a good boy you are for me. I will give you what you need", Soap pures in Ghost ear while he starts abusing Ghost prostate. And Ghost moans against the wall as he finally comes. "Such a good boy, for me. So pretty for me. So perfect for me", Soap wispers in directly in Ghost ear. Hes keep strocking Ghost trying to get as much cum as he can out of him and on his hand. Ghost breath is short and fast, he needs the wall to suport himself and looking fucked out. Soap carefull not to wash Ghost cum from his fingers changes the hand that is up Ghost ass, ussing the cum as lube, while streaching him out. Ghost looks blissed out over his shoulder tears are starting to build up again. "Soap, more", Ghost wispers over the sound of the shower. "So greedy arent you?", Soap chuckels. "Not greedy, just want what Im prommised", Ghost slurs and Soap foundly smiles. When Soap thinks that he prepped Ghost good enough he pulls his fingers out. "Ready?" he ask before starting to kiss Ghost neck. Knowing with Ghost mask as a cover up he can leave as many and big marks on him as he pleases. "Yes" Ghost answers the question between moans. Soap grabs Ghost hips to hold him still while hes pushing in. Soap moans in Ghosts neck, when half of his length is in. "Fuck, you're taking me so well", Soap wispers, before he start rocking back and forth. Everytime he pushes in he gets deeper in to Ghost, while Ghost moans grow louder with each push. Ghost put one of his hands to muffel his moans. "God, i need to find a place where you can scream as loud as you want", Soap moans and this words make Ghost push his ass against Soap.

It's so unfair, Soap so easly pushing all his bottons, using words out of Ghost fantasys against him. Soap is panting directly against his neck, his forhead resting against Ghost head. "Soap?", Ghost ask when Soap stops his movement, he only gets heavy breathing as an answer. "Need a moment, your so fucking tight", Soap says after some time and Ghost dont want to wait a moment, starting moving his hips. The frigtion is delicious even if its arkward ancel. Soap is cursing in his hair stopping his movement with his hands. "Your such a brat, trying to get what you want when you want it, dont you?" Soap growls in Ghost ear. "Please, Soap", Ghost whines annyoed that he lost the stimulation. "Can't just move when i try to hold back." "Then you clearly have a stamina problems when you can't last after you just enter someone.", Ghost says smugly a grin on his face and a chalenging look in his eyes. "Oh, I have enough stamina for you." "All talk no act.. AHH." Ghost can't finish his sentence because Soap starts to move. "God I will make sure you stop talking back, when I'm finished", Soap says in a deep voice, that makes Ghost shiver. Do to the shower still running Soap nearly misses that tears are running down Ghost face. "You good?", he ask before he start kissing Ghost neck. "Yeah, I'm good", Ghost answers confused, about Soap behaviour change. "Just wanted to make sure, that you don't cry because you're hurt", Soap reassures him before kissing him, that's when Ghost noticed that there are hot tears running down his face. Soap is really breaking all of Ghost walls down. And Ghost let's him, let's him pin him against the wall, let's him fuck him, screams for him, wants more, needs this, craves this. "So..ap" Ghost moans broken, his voice is hoarse, tears steaming down his face. And Soap seems to be just a gone as Ghost is. His eyes are glossed over as the only think he can about is fucking Ghost. Soap is moving one of his hands from Simons hips to his throat squeezing a bit and Ghost legs can't suport him anymore. If Soap hadn't had a iron grip on his hip he would just slide down the wall.

All Soap is thinking about is that he needs to fuck Ghost so good he will come back. The pace he set is hard and fast, merciless. He feels how Ghost stugels to stay on his feet. He squeeze Ghost throat from time to time feeling how Ghost is reacting its addicting. He kisses and bits all over Ghost neck, starting to use his own bodyweight to suport Ghost who is clearly struggling. He feels how he getting closer and closer to his orgasam, he's wanting it so badly and not wanting to stop. "John, I'm close." Ghost moans loudly wich make Soap move his hand from Ghost throat to his mouth over the on Ghost is failing to use to muffel his noises. Simon is comming untouched his cum landing on the wall and he's also getting impossible tight, pulling Soap with him over the edge. Soap is bitting down on Ghost shoulder to muffel himself, blacking out for a bit, tasting blood in his mouth. Ghost is letting out a high-pitched wimper. They stand there pressed against eachother, catching their breaths. "Sorry", Soap apologies for the bite wound that Ghost now has. Ghost who already exhausted from the mission struggles to stay awake Soap literally fucked his rest energy out. "Was that enough stamina for you?", Soap just can't keep the question to himself l, feeling proud about his achievement to make Ghost come with just his dick. "Next time.. next time we do this in a bed", Ghost wispers. "So you want a next time?" Soap ask smug. "Can't really judge your alleged stamina if I'm fresh of a long mission can I?" "Sure Simon." Siap just answers kissing Ghost check over and over again. When Soap pulls out Ghost makes a displeased whine, cum starts running down his inner thighs. "Let's get you cleaned up and in your bed, Sop sugest and Ghost just nods slowly, struggling to stay awake.

Getting them dry is unnecessary difficult because Ghost decides to just burry his face in the crock of Soap neck and leaning on him heavily. Somehow they make to Ghost bed. Ghost just pushes Soap on the bed so he can use Soaps chest as a pillow falling asleep nearly instantly. Not carrying that there is still very important work in Soaps office. It's warm and save in his Captians arms.

#call of duty #simon ghost riley #Captian MacTravish #they finally fuck #why did i make this so long #this was only supposed to be 2-3 parts #soap x ghost #soap cod #soapghost #ghost cod #ghostsoap #bottom Ghost #top soap #they dont talk about feelings #idiots in love

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nirmalneaners · 1 year

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I may have just finished my first ever mini comic👀

#fanart of the gays #john soap mactavish #soapghost #top soap #soap call of duty #soap x ghost #ghost #ghost mw2 #simon riley smut #simon riley x john mactavish #simon ghost riley #gay #comics #homosexuals #boys in love

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homosexual-radio-host · 1 year

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Soapghost smut (Bottom ghost truther)

literally copy pasted this from my ao3 (Ghostly__apparition)

"You mean a scotch" Soap asked over the radio "I prefer bourbon" Ghost replied in his usual husky voice "Like a good ole boy" Soap replied his voice drawled slighty, he thought nothing of it until he heard Ghosts breath hitch, it was a small reaction but Soap definitely noticed "You alright Ghost?" "Fine" Was all Ghost replied with, Soap decided to use this to his advantage.

Ghost had lost the coin toss to be the example in showing the rookies how to do a takedown, he grunted as Soap slammed him onto the mat, Stradling his back "Remember not to fuck up that technique, get on it" Soap said to the surrounding soldiers, who nodded and went to practice. Soap leant down next to Ghosts ear "Doing great, Ghost" He felt him stiffen under him and hold his breath, he quickly got off "Alright I'm going to go monitor em" "Ri-right yea" Ghost replied standing up and brushing off his pants. Soap caught the stutter and smirked to himself

He continued this behavior, gradually doing it more and more about smaller things ("Yo Ghost pass me that, ah you're lovely thank you") until Ghost was actively seeking it out, doing little favors, or trying to do his better shots and moved while generally near Soap.

Soap really had this man wrapped around his finger from a few kind words.

"Hey Ghost, What're you up to?" Ghost looked up "Reading" he replied, lifting his book up just enough to show Soap "Ah, smart guy" Ghost grunted absentmindedly in response.

Soap walked up in front of where the masked man sat on the couch, Ghost didn't think anything of it and kept reading. Soap grabbed the book from his hand, dog earing the page for him, before Ghost could question him, he used the book to lift up his chin, making him look at him "You have beautiful eyes Si, I ever tell you that?" Ghost went silent, staring up at Soap furiously blushing, Soap noticed his breathing get heavy "You alright?" Ghost nodded not saying a word.

"Soap" He finally mustered "Hm?" He responded still holding his face up "What are you doing?" "Whatever do you mean?" he asked, mischief in his voice, he was done playing games, he wanted to see how far he could push Simon. "You're being... weird" "Weird how? I can't appreciate beauty?" "Stop that" Soap cocked his head to the side "Stop what, Simon?" Ghost took a breath "Beautiful- The hell are you playing at?" He meant it to sound confrontational, it came out as shy and stutter.

Soap sighed "Simon come on you're smart, you really think I don't notice?" he leant closer to him as he kept dead silent, gripping the side of the couch "Whenever I tell you how good you are? You really think I don't see how you react?" Ghost shuddered and looked to the side, Soap gently guided his face back to facing him "And I love seeing you like that Simon" he told him lowering the book, he reached up to his mask and slowly pulled it over his lips, giving him time to stop him. He only stared at him "I-I don't" he murmured out trying his best to respond "May I?" he asked stroking Ghosts lip gently

Ghost's breathing picked up and he nodded. Soap leaned forward, taking Ghosts face in his hand and kissing his gently, Ghost kissed him back desperately. Soap separated from him, Ghost was looking up at him with fuck me eyes that where driving him crazy "God Simon, you're so perfect" he said before leaning into his neck to plant kisses all over, he felt Ghosts hands grip his shoulders "Johnny-" He gasped. Soap halted his kisses, standing up fully, he grabbed Ghost and manhandled him until Soap was the one sat on the couch and Ghost was sat on his lap Stradling him, His blush darkening, his bulge was now obvious, Soap chuckled "Well that was easy" He teased, and grabbed his both his thighs with his hands stroking up and down, getting close to his bulge but not close enough.

Ghost was breathing heavily on top of him, he bucked his hips against his own will "If you want something just ask~" Soap told him in a singsong voice "Fuck- Touch me" Ghost gasped, Soap moved his hand and roughly palmed Ghost through his jeans, Ghosts head hit his shoulder, holding back his sounds. "More, Johnny" Ghost groaned bucking his hips into Soaps touch. Soap looked around "Lets go somewhere more private yea?" Ghost nodded into his shoulder, Soap guided Ghost back to his room, Having to let Ghost lean against him to steady his Shakey legs.

Ghost now lay on Soaps bed, shaking beneath Soap. He fidgeted with his zipper and button to remove them, struggling with his shaking hands. Soap watched with amusement, Soap gently brushed Ghosts hands away and helped him, tugging them down and throwing them to the side, He tugged at his boxers, and stroking the surrounding skin, teasing him before tugging them and throwing them next to the jeans, He looked Ghost in the eye as he rubbed the surrounding skin, leaning down and kissing his thighs, not touching his dick. "Johnny" Ghost growled bucking his hips "Touch me" Soap stopped and looked at him again "Come on Simon" he drawled "You can ask nicer than than can't you?"

Ghost shuddered, his legs shaking "Fuck, Johnny p- Johnny please" he begged thrusting his hips into the air, "Yea just like that baby, you sound so pretty"

Ghost let out an embarrassing whimper and tried to hide his face in the pillow, Soap took Ghosts dick in his hand, jerking him painfully slowly, Ghost bucked into the touch covering his mouth "Ey, don't do that Si, I wanna hear you yea?" Ghost hesitantly uncovered his mouth, leaning his head back, As Soaps movement quickened Ghosts moans and whimpers grew louder "Fuck Johnny, Close" he groaned and Soap instantly stopped, causing Ghost to whine.

Soap leaned down and licked his entrance slowly "Ah- fuck" ghost whined as Soap pushed his tongue in, tongue fucking Ghost "Johnny please" he moaned trying to adjust himself to take him in deeper "Johnny-" he began cut off by his own moan as Soap hit his prostate with his tongue and continued abusing it "Jo-Johnny please, please i'll- I need you" he moaned unable to control his own desperation practically crushing Soap between his shaking legs.

Soap pushed his thighs down and raised up to kiss Ghost "What do you want?" he asked in between kisses, thoroughly tasting his mouth, Ghost groaned "Fuck me" he groaned in response, Soap raised his eyebrow "Go on" he replied, Ghost sighed "Fuck- Fuck me please" he whined "There you go, can you take the mask off for me Si? I want to see you" Ghost shuddered and hesitated before nodding and pulling it off, "Fuck you're beautiful" Soap told him, and he was, he looked fucking beautiful like this.

He grabbed lube from his drawer and lubed up, working him open with his fingers loving all the noises he made before teasing Ghost with the tip before pushing in, both groaning, he gave him time to adjust. "Mm, John- move please" Soap chuckled and thrusted his hips slowly, ghost moaning at the movement, his hands moving to hold his back "Fuck - Soap" he moaned "Not my name" he replied snapping his hips forward beginning a a steady rhythm "Mmm, Johnny" he moaned "There you go, good boy, taking me so well" he praised thrusting deeper and deeper, ghosts fingers tightened on his back and his eyes rolled, he whined loudly "Fuckin- Say that again please, please - fuck" he moaned.

"Such a good fuckin boy for me Simon" he groaned, his thrusts becoming harsher, Ghost moaned out high pitched as Soap hit his prostate, He angled himself to hit it over and over again absolutely abusing it as Ghost moaned incoherently "Don't stop don- Johnny" he moaned unable to finish any sentences "Close- close fuck please" he was practically screaming now, He was a loud one and Soap loved it, it send vibrations straight to his dick "Me too baby" he groaned.

Ghost shot out his load moaning Soaps name so loudly he was glad no one else was in the building, splattering their chests with his cum. Soap continued fucking him through his climax, Ghost whined at the overstimulation, "Johnny- Johnny please please" he begged mindlessly, his mind feeling hazy, unable to think, Soap pulled out cumming all over Ghosts chest.

They gasped, both catching their breaths "That was... amazing thank you Simon" Soap finally said breaking the silence, Ghost looked up, a smile on his face, he kissed him again, it was gentle this time "Thank you, Johnny"

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They cuddled after this btw

#soapghost #gay #smut #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #bottom simon ghost riley #bottom ghost #top soap

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x3no9 · 3 months

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Couldn't resist. I had too many residual ideas for the darker CoD fic I just "finished". So I wrote a continuation fic and kept it separate. MUCH lighter tone but also MUCH smuttier and fun.

One year after the end of my other fic, Price has become a chef in training, Soap is now Head Constable and Ghost completed his most important mission to date.

Lots of lovin for Johnny and Ghost bottoms for him...once ;). Loved writing that for sure.

MATURE READERS ONLY PLEASE. AO3 will hit ya with the warning.

#m/m #call of duty fanfiction #ghostsoap #ghost x soap #bottom simon riley #bottom ghost #price x soap #john price x john mactavish #simon riley x johnny mactavish #alpha simon riley #top soap

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nerdpoe · 7 days

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"I hired him with a bag of hot cheetos."

"You...hired who?" Joker asked, looking around.

"My bodyguard from my hometown. I hired him." The hostage said, actually sounding bored.

"...There's no one here but you and me, kiddo, and-"

"You and I, actually. His name is Phantom, and he's here right now. Bye."

Then the kid disappeared. Literally. Him, and the bomb he'd been strapped to.

Or; To soothe his parents about his decision to move to Gotham, Danny lied and said he'd bought Phantoms services as a bodyguard with a bag of hot cheetos. Now, whenever he gets into trouble, he just goes invisible and intangible and nopes out.

#dpxdc #dcxdp #dp x dc #dc x dp #phanfic #story prompt #danny disarmed the bomb and left it on top of the police station with the batsignal on it #it'll be fine #besides he has a million better things to do than be a hostage #Tucker's debut on that soap opera is coming up and danny isn't gonna miss it

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helcef · 1 month

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many thoughts abt @mizushibart ’s metalhead/skater ghostsoap au

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bluegiragi · 5 months

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monster!au sketchdump #2

1-2: monster swap!! purely indulgent, since if they were actually these monsters from the start, they'd all have turned out different.

3: price in his prime! he was a real tank, but he grew out of his destructive phase.

4: preening time with gaz <3

early access + nsfw on patreon

#nothing will stop soap from wearing crop tops and low waisted jeans #also i PROMISE i am planning to do a backstory comic at some point showing how price lost his wing #for now just enjoy the fact that for many years he was an absolute menace in the skies #also dragons dont preen like harpies do - they clean themselves in different ways #price learnt how to preen gaz on a mission they had together where gaz was injured and unable to do it himself comfortably #its a tradition now #monster 141 #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #cod mw2 #ghostsoap #captain john price #kyle gaz garrick #giragi art

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the-ace-with-spades · 1 month

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So, I imagine that Soap is around 5'11, which is not short at all, even if it seems so if you look at the people he works with.

However, from his whole family, he is the tallest.

His da is 5'8, his brother is 5'9, his sisters are 5'2 and 5'3 and his mam is 5' nothing. To his family, Johnny is not only tall but also overgrown.

(This is also why entering the military was a shock to the system --- Soap was used to being pretty tall if not the tallest person around and then boom, he's smol)

The first time Soap takes Ghost to his family home, he is instantly named a giant. Literally, his mam when she sees him says something along the lines of 'and I thought my boy was a giant' and his da makes the typical joke of 'what does the army feed you?' and one of Soap's sister says she 'woulda climb him like a tree too if she had the chance' and his brother goes all 'was gonna give the fella a shovel talk but I think he's too big too bury by myself any case'. Soap is so embarrassed by them but Ghost is awkwardly shy anytime his height is pointed out.

On top of it, he tries to help Soap's mam in the kitchen (I like to think he likes to cook) and there is the comical image of her, standing there tiny at 5'0 and Ghost towering over her at 6'3 or 6'4 (Soap's not sure, Simon slouches often) and trailing behind her as she orders him around. There's literally a moment when she goes to grab herself a step ladder to reach something on the top shelf and Ghost just stretches his arm a bit and gets it for her. She might or might not ask if he can dust the cobwebs from the corners of the ceilings she can't reach herself. (Ghost dusts the cobwebs, duh, even if Johnny can't snicker at him enough).

Johnny's brother uses Ghost's height to make his kid eat his veggies, 'if you eat your veggies, you're going to grow as tall as him'. Ghost goes along with it.

The kids in general treat him like a walking jungle gym --- especially because he's not only tall but also strong enough to function as a walking jungle gym. One of Soap's nieces who used to love piggyback rides from him now insists Ghost has to be the one because he makes her feel taller than Soap does.

They're supposed to sleep in Soap's childhood bedroom and Soap's da brings in an ottoman and a couple of pillows so Ghost's feet 'don't stick out'. Soap laughs it off until he realizes that Ghost's feet would, in fact, stick out from his tiny double bed if he slept straightened out.

#i could go on #but ill leave it here #this was inspired by my nan finisng out my partner is 6'4 and saying 'he'll have to sort out her wardrobe top mess' for her #ghostsoap #ghoap #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #cod #q #op #charlie writes

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gaycragula · 1 year

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Angry shouting echoed through the hallway, managing to fill the small room you had run into. Gunfire followed it, bullets either colliding with flesh or with the concrete walls the building had been made out of.

A gun was tight in your hands as you looked for a way out, eyes lingering on the window. You bit your lip as you thought, moving over it to open it. You glanced down to see how high up you were, groaning quietly. You’d managed to get up to the third floor and the fall would do more damage then it would good.

#soap cod #soap mactavish #soap x reader #soap x male reader #smut #top soap #bottom reader #x male reader #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare

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shyravenns · 3 months

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CoD desperately needs a beach day filler episode 😤😤😤

#gazsoap #gaz cod #soap cod #myart #digitalart #artists on tumblr #call of duty modern warfare #cod mwfii #and yeah i watched top gun while i drew this #kyle gaz garrick #john soap mactavish

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hirik0 · 9 months

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Jealousy Part 11

NSFW 09Soap/Ghost

blow job, orgasm denial, face fucking, throat fucking, top Soap, bottom Ghost, brat Ghost

When Soap walk in to Ghost bedroom the first thing he sees is the massiv dildo carelessly laying next to the pillows. 'Well my toys don't maul me like a animal in heat' echos in Soaps head, Ghost said that over two weeks ago. "Fucking brat", Soap curses to himself, so he had to keep it ins his pants but Ghost just fucked himself behind his back? Unacceptable." "Simon", he calls, sitting down on the bed. Ghost just panics the second Soap calls his name, remebering what he did after the walk with Riley and how he just left the dildo on his bed. He didnt even intent to tease Soap with him having fun alone. He just simply forget to put it away. He walks to his bedroom, giving Riley a hand sign to stay. He talkes a deep breath, ready to pretend he did this on purpose just to fuck with Soap a bit. It will just be a littel fun tease. He closes the door trying to have the most inocent expresion on his face. "Something a problem Soap", he ask as neutral as possible. "Whats this Simon?", Soap ask holling up the dildo. "A Dildo", Ghost gives the most smartass tone he can muster, grinning when he sees Soaps no shit sherlock look. "And why did I find this on your bed?" "I used it, of course." Soap is clearly not impressed by his attitude and behaviour. "And you dont put it away, why?" "Do I have too, in my own home?", Ghost ask with a big smirk on his face, Soap it getting angry.

"Come here", Soap growls. Ghost steps in front if Soap supressing his accitment. "Send me here to find this, Simon?" "Yes, Sir." Soaps mouths dropps open, not expecting Ghost to admit to doing this on purpose. Ghost smirk is growing, very proud of himself, he's clearing pushing all of Soaps buttons right now. "Really think you did something here dont you Simon?" "Well you're clearly hard, so I think I did", Ghost answers smug feeling proud of himself. "Well, good that my keeping it in my pants time is over then. Hope your ready to be reminded that Im better then this peice of plastic", Soap growls his eyes darkening. Ghost swallos, thinking he actully bit more off then he can chew. "I dont know, had a pretty good time with his bad boy", Ghost taunts making a motion to the toy. Soap is off the bed before he growls: "On your knees." "Make me." Ghost thinks he never see Soap move his fast, his knees hitting the ground painfully. "Now stay there", Soap orders before sitting back on the bed. Ghost feels how hes getting hard by just how domiate Soap got on him. Blushing hard a rows of fuck filling up his brain. He flew to close to the sun, he pushed to far and now has to take the consequences of his actions in whatever way Soap sees fit. Soap uses his foot to tilt Ghost chin up before he says: "I think it's time that I finally stuff your bratty mouth." Ghost moans at this. "Well never told you that you can't use your hand", Ghost just pushes Soap a bit further, he really cant shut up at this point. Soap looks at him with hungry eyes, before he pulls Ghost to his own crotch by his hair. "I think you can do something better with yout mouth then talk back, be a good boy for ones." Ghost looks up at Soap blushing, panting, moaning. "And, because you think you can be a brat without consequense you are not allowed to come at all, till I stuff my dick in your ass." "No, Soap please, I will be good, please you can't do this", Ghost begs in a panic, he fucked up, this was not the goal. "No, only good boys deserve to come and you weren't a good boy, Simon." Ghost didnt think Soap would put his foot down like this. Punishing him for being a brat sure he dont think Soap will let him get away with this forever. And it's also unfairly hot. Ghost feels how his boxers are start getting wet, sticking to his dick. Soap moves his hands to open his belt the sound gets Ghost out of his stupor. He replaces his Soaps hands with his own opening the fly and pulling out Soaps dick. A hand is returning to his hair holding his head in place. "You have some limits?", Soap ask, making sure to not take thinks to far. "No holding down and I dont swallow", Ghost answers breathless, squirmings bit to find s better position to kneel in. Soap titls his chin up before palcing a kiss on his lips. "So me fucking your throat is okey?", Soap ask for clarification. "Yes", Ghost moans, somehow is body found some more blood to get in his dick. "Tap me 3 times if its to much." "3 taps when its to much", Ghost repeats.

"Good boy and now go to work." The grip on his hair is is losening. And Ghost starts small, Soap is deffently one of the bigger dicks he had. He carefully licks up from the shaft to the tip, before he licks directly over the slit, making Soap moan. Liking up all the pre cum, Soap starts to leak. He carefull put his lips around the tip making sure his theet are not in the way, before he slowly start bobing his head. Taking more and more of Soap in his mouth everytime he goes down. After he carefully gets used to Soaps length and grith he starts taking him as deep as he can. Hes gagging a bit before hes able to relax his throat enough. He's enjoying it losing himself in the rythem he set up. The only think that is irritating him his own neglected cock. He needs to get Soap so blissed out by this, so he can get around his punishment. When hes confident enough that he can take what ever Soap will give him, he pulls off compleatly. He looks up to Soap, having his mouth wide open and his thoung sticking out, wating for Soap to fuck his face to his likeing. Soap makes a displeased sound at Ghost pulling away opening his eyes and forgets to breath for a moment. Ghost looks up at him, with hooded eyes, his lips are shiny from the amount of spit on them. He looks fucking perfect. Soap needs a bit to catch on why Ghost stoped.

"Ready?", he ask for the go ahead and Ghost just gives him a thumps up. He starts trys to recreate the slow speed from before, making sure Ghost really can take before he picks up the pace. "Fuck, look at you, drooling for my cock", Soap praises, seeing drool run down Ghost chin also noticing that tears are appearing in Ghost eyes. Ghost is moaning at the praise gripping at Soaps thighs for balance. Soap hits the back of Ghost throat a bit to hard making Ghost gag a bit to much for his likeing. "Sorry", he apologies, before swiping the tears from Ghost cheeks. Ghost pulls away to reasure: "I can take more Soap, thought you want to stuff my mouth?" Soap is bitting his lower lip. "I love gagging on a fat cock, I will tap you 3 times if it's to much", Ghost reassures Soap before going down again. Taking as much of Soap in as possible and then some more. It is a tight fit, he feels his throat getting stretched out. Ghost moans the vibration making Soap thighten his grip on Ghost hair to painfull because Ghost is tapping on his arm. Soap loses his grip and Ghost hand returns to Soaps leg. Ghost speeds up his head movement and there is only one problem Ghost has. He wants to come and Soap told him no. He wished Soap would start taking control again so he can think a bit more about how to sneakly get around Soaps no.

Soap trys really hard to make this last as long as possible. But Ghost warms thight throat is making is hard for him. He feels the vibration of every moan that Ghost making, his tongue liking over his shaft everytime Ghost is pulling off. He has is eyes closed because he's sure the moment he sees Ghost knealing in front of him and how his dick disappearing in Ghost mouth over and over again, he will come down Ghost throat and Ghost clearly said he don't swallow. He opens his eyes the second Ghost hands are leaving his legs, one now around the base of his dick, but where is the other one? Ghost hopes with this change off his hands he is able to use the hand not on Soaps dick to get on his own arching dick. His boxers are soaked with pre cum. "Both hands stay on me Simon", Soap growls, clearly catching on what Ghost is trying. Simon licks a few time over Soaps slit still trying to get a hand on his own arching dick. "Simon", Soaps warns again and Ghost is stopping all his movement. He looks at Soap with teary eyes, a steady river of tears is running down his face. Soap is using his feet to kick Ghost legs apart, looking pleased. The silhouette of Ghost hard dick clearly visible a small wet spot is slowly growing. "Looks painful Simon", Soap says before pressing the tip of his shoe against it. "ARGH!! Soap, please, I'm sorry", Ghost begs, trying to not humb Soaps shoe like the desperate slut he is. "Oh, I'm sure you're sorry now, but is to late." "No Soap please, I will never do it again, please I want to come, please." "No, this is a lesson, would be pointless for me to give in now", Soap stats calmly. A big amount of tears are running down Ghost cheeks. "Please", Ghost begs pefetig, tears clouding his vision. "No, as I said only good boys get to come and you were a really bad boy. First letting your toys lay around for me to find and now trying to get what you want in a sneaky way", Soap explains while wishing some of the tears away. "I'm sorry... I'm sorry", Ghost sobs knowing he will not get what he wants. "I know, Simon", Soap wispers. "Think you can be a good boy from now on?" "I will try." Soap smiles knowing that Ghost will never stop beeing a massive brat to him, he don't even want Ghost to stop. "That's all I ask for, so now be a good boy and suck my dick." "Yes, Sir." "You okey with me coming on your face?", Soap ask making Ghost moan pornstar worthy. "Like this don't you? You are really a dirty desprade think aren't you?" "Yes, please Soap", Ghost moans nearly comming untouched. Soap sees with a sick satisfaction that the wet spot on Ghost pants is growing. Also realising that Ghost will very likely come untouched not to be disobedient but because he's on a hairpin trigger. And Soap will not punish Ghost for it, it's honestly a gigantic turn on for him.

Ghost return the hand he wanted to use to get himself off back on Soaps leg, the other says on Soaps dick. He carefully just takes a third of it in so that Soap can pull him faster of. He has his eyes closet not wanting to get cum into them, because he knows Soap must be close. One slow lick direcktly over Soaps tip and hes brutally pulled back. When Soap finally hits his orgasam after holding back he does 2 thinks pulling Ghost back and pushing his foot against Ghost dick. Ghost was never one for getting cum all over his face, but hes nearly cuming in his pants when the hot liquid is hitting his face. When Soap presses his foot against his hard dick its over, he moans and coms, blissing out the only think preventing him from pressing his face against one of Soaps legs is the hand in his hair. Soap removes his foot satisfied when he sees the stain on Ghost pants and fuck his face cocerd in cum and tears? He thinks he will remeber this forever. The first think that Ghost notices when is orgasam passes by is, that his pants are sticky. He failed, he did the one think he was not suposed to do. "Look at you, so fucking pretty coverd in my cum", Soap praises and Ghost has not the feeling he deserves the praise he failed. "Im sorry", says before lowering his head in shame. "Honestly making you come with bearly even touching you? It's fucking hot Simon, you came just from having a dick in your mouth", Soap tells him while he watches how cum is dropping down from Ghost face on his shirt. "But you said", Ghost starts making a disgusted sound when cum is running in his mouth. "I know what I said Simon, but you wouldhave come in your pantsanywayso i helped you over the edge." "Fucking Cunt", Ghost muters while cum is start to run down his throat. "Simon, get cleaned up we still have a few hours of car ride before us", Soap says while removing some cum out of Ghost hair.

#call of duty #simon ghost riley #ghostsoap #captain mactavish #bottom ghost #top soap #riley the dog

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