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simon 'ghost' riley ✧ .・changing your car tires, emotional tap outs where you tease him before kissing him, shaving his facial hair propped up on the sink, a gun under your bed, overprotective glares, pick up truck, pullups to kiss you, homemade lunches, greasy diner food, critiquing action movies (ceo of '"tha' shit doesn' even happen"), biceps to bite, having to cook for 4 even if its just the pair of you, gentle physical reassurance.

your woman, white town

jigsaw falling into place, radiohead

mask off, future

starstruck, sorry

mockingbird, eminem

abracadabra, steve miller band

keep their heads ringing, dr. dre

fresh out the slammer, taylor swift

pretty fly (for a white guy), the offspring

Ghost give Soap good Morning Kiss for a good start to the Day

breaking simon into calling you mommy.

no fucking way, princess. he laughs and shakes his head like you just told him the funniest joke on Earth. no chance, never.

simon can't even believe you would ask him such a thing. him call you mommy? have you gone mad? why in the world would he ever do that? simon had a hard enough time submitting to you as is. now you throw this into play? you must want him to tie you up and show you who runs shit around here. (it's you.)

c'mon, babyyy. you lament, leaning in and letting your dark brown nipples rub against his. up and down, still wet from simon sucking on them earlier. just one time, c'mon. say it.

simon was coming up on his third nut in the last thirty minutes, and he was starting to lose himself. your hips were moving the same pace they were when you started, maybe faster since your pussy was creaming like a faucet. no, no..im not gonna-- fuck me.. not gonna say it.

he's not. nothing can crack that wall down. he won't. his mind is made up. you clench around him in retaliation, but the tightness adds to his overstimulating pleasure and makes him drop his hands to the sheets, gripping them with a force that would have stopped you in your tracks, must be why he moved.

fuck, mm-mommy. it comes out completely unplanned, unrecognized and unintentionally. simon can't look you in the eye, just gripping your hips again and watching you grind back and forth just a bit.

what's that, si? he shakes his head, closing his eyes and throwing his his head against the headboard. simon bites his lip and whimpers, simon riley, the 6 foot 200 something pound tank of a man whimpers at the feeling of your pussy gripping him.

mommy. i said-- i called you mommy. he reiterates, moving you up and down on his cock and watching it like it would disappear if he looked away. fuck you. fucking hate you-- fuck! simon's cum started spurting up into you and he was seeing white. his balls felt like they were cramping, tightening and releasing too quickly, too harshly, he swears for a second he's gonna pass out.

before you can quip, his fingers are wrapped around your throat and squeezing. not a word. he damn near whines. he's trying to sound all manly and deep voiced, you can tell, but his voice nearly cracked at how tight you are around him, and how fucking sensitive he is. not a fucking word, i swear.

maybe not now, but this will definitely be brought back up (especially when he starts to get a thing for fucking you while you're knocked up.)

simon eating you out while you blow smoke in his face.

smut. ⤵

whether you've had the worst or best day ever, simon is ready with a fat roll with ur name on it. perfer pens/carts? great, he just got u a new pink one that'll take you to the moon and back. more of a bong girl, he's gotchu. bowl neatly packed with no crumbs fallin out when u spark up.

while yall are passing back and forth, the weed does what it does.. fucks you up. not even ten minutes later, you're guiding simon's hand down to feel your pussy and she is..gushing. simon can't believe it either, asks you if you pissed yourself. fuck you, nigga..eat my pussy.

and of course, simon, like the good boy he is, does what he's told. lazily sucking on ur clit like its a pacifier with those fucking eyes looking up over the pudge of your stomach, a little red and reeeaaall low. he rubs his cock to the bed, groaning into you as he goes completely non-verbal. no dirty talk, no cussing, just simon eatin' your pussy like hes trying to take your soul. which he probably is, by the way.

nuttin' on simon's mouth feels ten times better when you're higher than heaven, ur weed discarded as you grip your sheets, throwing your head back witch a choked moan stuck in your throat as your entire body throbs.

simon riley smut drabble <3

nasty rating: ★★

saw a tiktok and it made me think about how simon's eyes cross when he cums. like his breath picks up and he starts curling upwards to the point where his abs hurt, he starts whining lil "fuck"s and "shit, yes"s while his balls tighten and his head starts to get heavier.. and then boom, just like that thick, slightly salty ropes of cum start to eject themselves into your throat while you swallow around his cock.

Our Sniper (pt 6)

Prologue- When you told them little bit about your pat you took the day off and worked in the storage department until Ghost invites you to his office.

Warning- smut , language , little bit of angst , threesome, Dom König , Dom Ghost

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You sit down on the bed and sigh as you know that had your folder “When did it happen” said Ghost coldly as you felt like he was starting into your soul “It was 4 years ago.” You said and looked up “I’m not a traitor I promise I have no relationship with that monster anymore .” You said and looked at König who was reading “It says that you were in his army as an undercover for a short time but continued to go back to him even when the mission was over .” He said then looked at you “Why.”. You felt your throat go dry as you wanted to say the answer but didn’t know how to explain it

“He had a bomb to my neck.. that’s why I had to wake in hoodies for a long time before we met.” You said and looked at Ghost “If I didn’t come back to him he would have blown me up .” You said and sighed. Ghost knew you didn’t want to talk about it; he knew what else he did to you. König sat on the bed and rubbed your back as you finched a little “How did he even get you ?” You froze up and began to shake. “Shit, “said Ghost as he sits next to you and holds you as you began to shake more and hyperventilate “ Konig … step outside.” Said Ghost as you began to hold Ghost tightly. Konig followed the order and stepped outside. Ghost rubs your head and kisses it “ it’s ok .. he’s not here to hurt you .” He said as you began to have a full-blown panic attack.

König could hear Ghost trying to comfort you as he began to walk away thinking that he made things worse. He went to his office and took his hood off and sat down. He took his knife out and played with it to try and keep his mind off of stuff. Hours went by and there was a knock on the door he sighs and put his hood in “Enter .” He said as Price entered in “Hey Konig.” He said as he closed the door. König sighs and rubbed pinches the bridge of his nose “She’s fine “ said Soap as he sat in the chair across from Konig “She just doesn't want to talk about it .” Said Soap as he sighs “Can you tell me what happened “ asked König as Soap nods “ Years ago Makarov stole her during a mission with 141. He torched her for hours until he broke her and … when we found her she wasn’t the same it was like a part of her was dead and gone .” He said as Konig remembers the scars on you “ while doing a mission with 141. He capture and torched her for hours on end until he broke her and … when we found her she wasn’t the same it was like a part of her was dead and gone .” He said as Konig remembers the scars on you.

Ghost entered the room with you wrapped in blankets like a burrito. He smiles a little bit “ She wants to see you.” he said as you climbed into his lap and sat there. Konig places his hands on your waist and head as you rest your head on his chest. He kissed it and smiles “ You look so comfortable in that cocoon.” said Soap as you nod. Konig rubbed your head and ran his fingers through your hair “I'm so sorry .” he said as he kisses your head. You smiled and looked up at him as you lifted his hood and kissed him. When Soap and Ghost left, Konig held you on his lap while he was working “ If he sends me one more Email I'm going to kill him.” he said as you looked over to see him emailing someone. You put the blanket around König as well “Babe what are you doing ?” He asked as he looks at you. You said nothing and undid his belt and took your pants off and panties “Babe we don’t.. we can’t ..” he said as you kiss him and enter him into you as you moan softly and he held onto your hips. König grabs your ass and pulls you more into him “I have a meeting with someone in a few minutes .” He said as you moaned into his neck and held onto him. “If he sends me one more Email I'm going to. König held onto your hips as he began to bounce you on him. “Shit I forgot how good you felt,” he said as he kept a slow pace. You were moaning as you felt him stretch you out whenever you went down.

König went a little bit roughed as he knew your neck “Fuck I needed this .” He said as he went harder as you held onto him. He looks at you to see your eyes were shut as he grabbed your neck and stood up making you lie down on his desk “Keep your eyes on me.” He said in a rough tone as you looked at him and moaned more. He felt the desk move a little as he went harder and rougher. You arch your back as he got your G-spot “Fuck Konig right there!” You said as you began to rub your clit. König continued the pace as he grows indicating that he was close, “That’s right babe cum on me, cum on this dick~.” He said as he went harder and rougher. You couldn’t hold back any longer as you came and arched your back. König came inside of you and he bit your shoulder. König held you close as he was catching his breath and saw on his screen say “Missed meeting .” He rolled his eyes as he looked at your face and kissed it “The meeting was going to be boring anyway.” He said as he chuckled. König got you off of him as he was praising you “You did such a good job, honey .” He said as he grabbed a rag and began to clean you off. König picked you up and places you on a couch as he puts his dick back into his pants.

You looked at him as he turned his computer off and went over to where you were and sat next to you “Do you think you can walk ?” He asked as you nod and sat up leaning onto him. König smiled and played with your hair “If you two are done fucking can I come in.” Said Price as you sat up and looked at König in confusion and fear. Price opened the door and looked at you and König on the couch. You tried to move away from König but he grabbed your waist and placed you back onto his chest. Price was not amused as he closed the door “How are you feeling ?” Asked Price as he pulled up a chair to the couch and pulled out a first aid and placed it on his thigh.

You looked at it as he opened it and put gloves on. Your anxiety spiked up as you felt König lift your shirt to your stomach where the stitches were. Price places his hand near the stitches making you hiss in pain and flinch “Relax kid all I’m going to do is clean it .” Said Price looking at your scared expression. He sighed as he leaned back on the chair and rubbed his face as he sighed “I’m sorry this happened to you.” He said as he grabbed some alcohol wipes and gently applied them on the area as he dug his nails into König’s arm “It’s ok darling it’s going to hurt for a little bit.” said König as he kissed his head. You took deep breaths when you saw Price put some cream on a bandage and place it on your stitches “I’m surprised that you didn’t break a stitch .” Said Price looking at you. You rolled your eyes and smiled as you knew he was refuting it. When Price was done he leaned back as König put your shirt back down. You sat up and stretched as you stood up. “If you want to, you can go back to your office or work in the weapon department.” Said Price getting up.

You stood up as you looked at Price, you hisses in pain “I can do the storage .”You said as König helped you walk. You walked out of König’s office as you walked to your room to get changed. You sat on the bed as König grabs some sweatpants and a tang top “Do you need help?” He asked as you grabbed it and took your shirt off and put the tang top on. He looked at your collarbone and saw his mark on you and smiled a little “Are you sure that I wasn’t rough?” He asked as he lifted your chin so that you were looking at him. You nod as he kisses you lightly “I have to get back to work .” He said as he fixed his hood and leaves the room. You put your pants on and tied your boots as you left the room.

You walked into the storage room and saw that people were looking at you and murmuring to their friends. You didn’t let it bother you as you began to do your work and check if everything is in order. You climbed up some shelves and sat on top of it and saw the whole warehouse. You lean back on your forearms and relax. “Doesn't know this was your comfort place too.” Said Ghost as he walks beside you and sits down. You looked at him and smiled a little. “Didn’t know it was yours .” You said as he held your hand “I’m guessing that people are giving you problems.” Said Ghost as you laid your head on his lap. Ghost rubbed your head as you looked at him. He was looking at you as you blushed a little. Ghost looked around. “Want to go to my office ?” He asked as he played with your hair. You nod as you were hypnotized by how his hands would play with your hair making you super relaxed. Ghost chuckles as he helps you up the two of you climbed down the shelves and jumped down on the last 3.

You two began to walk to Ghost's office “Lieutenant, there are some reports that you need to sign off .” Said a cadet as he held onto a file. Ghost groaned as he looked at the Cadet “Send them to me.” Said Ghost as he shoves you into his office “Yes sir .” Said the cadet as he saluted and walked away. He enters his office to see you sitting in his chair. He closes and locks the door as he walks more into his office “Get out of my chair” he said as he stands next to you and crosses his arms. You shook your head as he gripped your neck “Now .” He said as you bit your lip slightly. There was a knock at the door as Ghost went over and opened it to see König standing there. He let him in as König looked at you and you could tell that you were in trouble with him. He chuckles and leans the wall as Ghost closes and locks the door and goes to you “ Am I interrupting something ?” He asks as Ghost chuckles and makes you look up at König by gripping your jaw “Nope, the fun just started ~” König walks over to you and grips your neck as you gasped lightly under his touch “Are you being a bad girl ?” He asked as you shook your head. Ghost let go of your jaw as he watches König tease you.

König grabbed your thighs and spreads them a little “Do you want to show our friend here what I did to you earlier ?” Said König in a teasing tone. Your head was everywhere to the point that you couldn’t spread and only nodded. You shook your head as König rubbed your clit making you whimper “I think you want to show him what’s mine “ said König as you began to grind on his hand. You whimpered and moaned as you continue he pulls his hand away and he kisses your neck “Can you do something for my darling?” he said as you tried to grip his hair your arms were too tired so you just nod. He looks at Ghost who was leaning on the wall crossing his arms “ Go make him feel what I get every night ~.” He said as you stood up and looked over at Ghost as you blushes “ And, crawl towards him ~.” Added König as you took your mask off and got down on all fours then crawled towards him.

When you got to Ghost you sat in front of him and began to unzip his pants. He looks down at you with needs and wants like how he has been fantasizing about this for a long time. You got to his boxers and you could see the dick print already as your mouth watered “Use your words Sweetie and tell me what you want ~.” Said Ghost as he puts his thumb to the bottom of your lip “I… I want your dick .” You said as your head began to already go blank. Ghost looked at König and gets his dick out and places it on your lips “Go ahead then ~” he said as she rubs her head you open your mouth and began to take him into your mouth. You could hear him groan with pleasure as you began to use your hands for the parts that you couldn’t reach or get to. “S-shit König she is so good .” Said Ghost as you felt something posting at your entrance. Ghost grabs your hair making you ur yelp “Focus on me you fucking slut ~” he said as you began to go deeper and take more of him. König enters into you making your eyes widen and arch your back you felt yourself stretch around him as he back to thrust into you “Good girl ~” said König as he continues. You moan around Ghost's dick and felt every vain that he had “S shit .” Said Ghost as he gets closer to cumming. You felt so stuffed and yet so happy that you were finally getting fucked by these two. König sped up the pace and plays with your clit making you moan and squirm “That’s it baby girl” said König as you were getting close to cumming very quickly. Ghost grunts and breaths heavily “S shit König can she swallow?” Said Ghost as he puts his head more in his dick “Yes she can swallow whatever you give her .~” said König as he slaps your ass making you yelp. Ghost shoves his whole shaft down your throat and cums “Good girl. Holy shit baby you did such a good job.” Said Ghosdt as he taps the tip on your lips again before sitting down and still having his dick out. You began to moan as König was hitting all the right places “That’s it baby cum on me .” He said and grabs your neck and sits up making his dock go deeper into you. You were mumbling words as you were almost theor “Cum on this dick fucking you while I'm fucking your insides ~” said König as you became to cum making your legs shake. König bites your neck as he could Inside of you.

The room smelled like sweat and sex as you and König were panting. Ghost walked over and rubs your cheek “You did so well for us baby girl “ he said as you whimper from the overstimulation. König pulled out and held you close to him “Ghost .. help me clean her off .” He said as he puts his boxers back on and picks you up. Ghost nods and grabs a rag then leaves for a while to get some more stuff “das hast du so gut gemacht Schatz (You did so good darling).” Said Kônig as he kisses your head and rubs your back he sits you on a chair as he continues to dress. Ghost comes in with a bowl of water and some snacks he walks over to you and kneels as he damps the rag and begins to clean you off. You looked at him and noticed that he still had his mask on the whole time making you feel doubtful. ghost noticed how you looked at him and sighed “Only in private sweetheart ok .” He said as calmly as he takes the skull mask off and the black ski mask. You smiled a little then hisses in pain when he got to your sour area “I know it hurts honey but you're doing so good .” Said Ghost as she tries to hurry. König looks over to see how Ghost was treating you and how your body responded and smiles a little as he took his hood off. He walks over with your pants and jacket “Sorry for ripping your panties, darling .” He said as his eyes widen in confusion and looked over at the area to see the fabric. You glared at him as he chuckles nervously “I’ll get you a new one .” He said as Ghost chuckles “König your lucky I don’t beat your German ass .” You said as he helps you put your pants on.

The three of you left the office as König was helping you go to your room “Babe I’m not tired .” You said with a yawn as Ghost goes off somewhere “You are .” stated König as he picks you up and carried you. You lean your head on his chest as he looks down at you and smiled. Once he enters your room he lays you on the bed and tucks you in “Now you rest.” He said as he kisses your head. You nod as you fall asleep while looking at him. König leaves the room closing the door quietly and walks down the halls and to the main base. He begins to clean up his AK as Ghost goes up to him “We have a new mission and she is included in it.” Said Ghost as he sets a file next to him. König looks at the file and opens it “The brief is that it’s a factory that some Russians are using to store weapons .” Said Ghost as König looks at the factory and nods “What’s our position in this ?” He asked as Ghost leans on the wall “To destroy some tanks that are filled with some kind of gas and blow that shit up to pieces .” He said as König eyes widen a little. “She is going to have fun .” Said König as Ghost smirks under the mask “That she will indeed.”

Our Sniper (part 3)

Prolog: After your training with Ghost and  König you head back to your room where you and  König spend time together until he is called into a meeting where you re going into a mission.  König tries to reason with the General to see if he is able to join you on the mission for your safety. When the General declines Price offers to let him join Task force 141 in a mission that is close to yours so that he is able to join your battle and make sure that you survive. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Warning : Strong language, Little bit of dry humping, Teasing, Blood 

      Once you both reach your room you entered it and you walked inside with König as he closed the door. You sighed as you sat on your bed “König, what the hell is going on between you two.” you said as he sat in a chair and looked at you. “We are just having a bit of fun darling .” He said and looked at his knife. You were surprised and nodded as you began to take your shorts off “Would you like for me to leave or stay ?” Asked König as he kept his eyes on the knife in his hands. You thought about it for a while and cleared your voice “Do you mind stepping outside ?” You said as he stood up and lift his hood and kissed you softly “Just call me when you need me.” He said and placed the hood back down as he left the room. Your smile and blushes as you took your shirt off and looked in a mirror to see the Scars and marks on your torso. You place a black short-sleeve on and then you take your pants off and put on some cargo pants. “You can come in König “ you said as you heard the door open and him walking in. You put socks on and then your commando boots and tied them together. “Do you want time to join for support?” He asked as he was looking at you as you smiled and nodded. You grabbed your M76 and walked to the door as König grabbed the handle and stopped you from opening it for a while.   

         You looked up at him to see that he was looking at you like he wanted you to stay with him “König?” You said as he blinked a couple of times. “Sorry about that .” He said and opened the door and the both of you began to walk down the hallway leaving the base and heading to the shooting area. You glanced at him and thought about asking again what he and Ghost's deal was but you didn’t want to be a bother so you shut your mouth and continued walking. Once you two were at the shooting field you saw a tower and knew that Ghost had to be up there. You walked to the tower and entered it as you felt König behind you “You ok?” He asked as he grabbed your waist making you look at him “Yeah I’m just having a lot on my mind .” You said as you smiled a little bit and walked upstairs. Your legs were hurting from the amount of walking you have done,  as you had it to the top and saw Ghost already set up. He was holding his M27-IAR and was pacing around “Done with your makeup?” he said as you rolled your eyes knowing he was messing with you “Yes I am, Had to look pretty “ you said as you walked over and saw the dummies set up all over the area. You looked over to see König and Ghost talking about something as they would glance at you a little.      

       You didn't mind it as you set up by leaning on the railing of the open window and looking through your scope. You looked at the dummies and their different placements “48” you said to yourself. “Which one do you want to start with first ?” asked Ghost as he was beside you making you start a little. You looked at him and blushed a little then König walked over and stood behind you to make sure your aim was correct as he moves you a little by your hips. You looked through your scope and aimed at the dummy “Permission to shoot.” you said as you looked at Ghost. He was leaning on the wall looking at you “Granted .” he said as you nodded and looked through the scope again and took a shot at the dummy. You lowered your M76 and looked at Ghost “Not bad Snipe.” he said as he looked at König and leaned his head a little. “Darling, he wants to know if you can get the one over there.” He said as he points with his head. You looked confused as you looked out the window and leaned on it to see if you can get a better view. You looked around the area with your scope “Where exactly is it ?” you said as you looked at the buildings with Spray-painted letters and numbers on them. Ghost sighed and moved König over and left on you a little as König is standing beside you leaning on the wall. “Look 2 meters to your right.” you said as you looked over to see the dummy and sighs as you felt stupid “Found it?” asked Ghost standing up straight but still against you. You blushes and thought of teasing them both a little as you leaned on the railing more making your ass press against Ghost. König caught onto what you are doing and grabbed your neck and whispered 

        “Stop being a fucking Hure (whore)  and teasing me or I will let him use you.” He said as you blush more and look at him. König had the look on his face for when he goes rough or is going to ruin you. “Do you understand me.” he said as he tightened his grip making you whimper and nod “ Use your words like how I taught you.” He said as he chuckled “ Yes sir .” You said as he lets go of your neck. 

          You heard Ghost chuckle “ I see that you trained her well.” he said as you stood up straight and placed your M76 against the wall and you leaned on the wall. König went over to you and placed his hands beside the sides of your hand “Do you want him to watch ?” he asked as you blushed more and placed your hands on his chest and tried to push him away but it failed. You looked over to see Ghost sitting in a chair cleaning his weapon “I…” you said as  König whispered in your ear “ Or do you want me to take you now and show him that you are mine.” he said as he begins to lift his mask and bite then kiss your neck making you whimper due to how sensitive your neck is. You look into König’s eyes as you begin to feel weak and yet want more. König chuckles and pulls away making you confused you looked over to see Ghost looking at you and then scanning your body and then looking back into your eyes. He gets up and goes over to  König “Cut her some slack. Maybe if she is good and does her work well then she will be able to have us both.” he said as he placed his thumb to your bottom lip and pulled it down a little then removes his hand. You were now looking at the two men in front of you blushing as you feel weak. “Will you do that?” asked König as he gave you that look that makes you feel small at his mercy “Yes.” you said as König smiled and kissed you passionately and deep. Ghost tries to grab your waist but König growl’s at him as he pulls away from your kiss and looks at him.

        “We still need to talk about it.” he said as Ghost looks at you and you look back at him and then at  König “Babe, can I go fill out reports for my cadets now?” you asked as he looked at you, and nods. As you begin to walk away he smacked your ass making you smile and shake your head and walk back to base. “You wanted to talk, so let's talk.” said Ghost as they both watched you leave and enter the base “ You can fuck her under one thing that you need to remember,” said  König  as he sounded more serious. Ghost looked over to see  König giving him a death glairs “ She belongs to me and not you.” said  König as Ghost looks at him “ I get that  König no need to repeat.” said Ghost as he glairs at him.  König nods and grabs your sniper rifle and begins to leave and goes down the stairs “ She has to go on a rescue mission though.” said Ghost making  König stop in his tracks “When,” he said as Ghost packs up “In 2 weeks.” he said as goes past  König and goes downstairs “Under who’s order.” said  König as he was getting annoyed and wants to know who said you had to go into battle so that he can have a talk with them. “Shepard.” said Ghost as he opened the door and they both leave and walk to the base “ Of course, what squadron?” asked  König. Ghost sighed “ I’ll give you the fucking files .” said Ghost as they enter the base. Ghost and König entered the briefing room Ghost opened a cabinet and took the mission detailed file out “Here it is, all the info you need.” said Ghost as he handed the file to König. “Thanks, Lt,” he said and left the briefing room, and went to his room.

         König placed the file on his desk as he took his mask off and relaxed. He lay on his bed and heard his phone go off he looked at the notification ‘One new message from: Baby Girl ‘ he smiled and opened his phone and read your message “Hey König just checking up on you. Hope your day going well”  he smiles even more “I’m doing really good today Darling, Can’t wait to see ya later“ he types and turned his phone off. He laid down for a while more and got up and left the room. He enters your room to see you on your stomach typing up some reports. He smiles as he slowly lays on you and blushes under the mask as he loves how your ass felt below him. You stretched and arches your back making your ass press against his crotch. you went back to writing as you began to feel König above you and panting a little. You bit your lip as you began to grind on his crotch and hide your whimpers. König realized what you were doing as he leaned onto you more and growled into your ear “I know you want it “ he said as he pressed more into you and chuckles. You placed the tablet down as you try to turn it over but König stops you “Don’t.” he said and kept you down with his hand on your neck. König kisses your neck he would be biting and leaving marks on your neck as he ground his hips into you as you would softly moan into the mattress. “You look so beautiful with marks on your pretty neck,” he said making you whimper and hold onto the sheet. You were happy and loved it  whenever he would go soft on you and just say sweet nothings and praise you. You look at him as if he had his eyes on you, and they looked caring. 

        He stopped and looked at you then sighed “You ok?” you asked sitting up and facing him “I am, Im just….admiring you.” he said smiling as he picked you up and faced him. He looked down at you and kissed you as he lays down with you on top of him. He places his hands on your hip as you wrap your legs around his or try to manage to. You looked at him as he smiled and kisses you again. There was a knock at the door “Who is it?” Asked König as he kisses your head “it’s a cadet from the Shadow company, sir, you are needed in the briefing room.” He said as König looks at you and smacks your ass as he gets up “I’ll be out shortly.” He said and looked for his hood he found it and puts it on.“ I’ll be back, it’ll take 2 min.” He said and kissed your head as he left the room. As he was walking down the hallway he saw Ghost walking past him “She is in her bedroom, no rough play because she is stressed enough with the reports .” Said König as Ghost nodded and continued to walk.

When König got to the briefing room he stood in the corner and observed the generals and commanders entering the room. He leaned on the wall and thought about you “he looked at the door to see you walk in with the folder in your hand. “You forgot this sir .” You said professionally and he could see it in your eyes that you just went to his room to get one of his hoodies. He smiled under his hood “Thank you Commander.” he said as he took the file and whispered into your ear “By the way, all of my hoodies are in my closet on the left side.”  he said as he looked at you and saw a little blush and smile as you nod as speed walked out of the room. He chuckled and looked down to see a note written on the folder ‘Hope the meeting goes well’  he rolled his eyes and shook his head “She’s always making people happy.” said a person walking up to him. König stood up straight and put the note in his pocket as he looked over and slightly down to see Price. “Yeah, she just brightens up everyone's day, even the cadets. She is like a mother to them,” said König, chuckling. 

        König thought of you and then wondered something, he knew that Price was like a dad to her “Might I ask you something about her.”  he said and he now thinks of when he saw you hug your father before he went on a helicopter. “Go ahead.” said Price, lighting his cigar “ What happened to her father?” he asked and heard a sigh and looked over to see Price disappointed “ He umm he died in battle.” said Price as he cleared his throat and took a puff from the cigar before continuing “He was an explosive technician and couldn't disable the landmine he was on .” said Price. König nodded and looked at the door to see more people walking in. “I'm guessing that’s why she is so chaotic?” said König trying to lighten up the mood “Yeah, she is just like her father.” said Price as he chuckled. “I had to pair her up with Ghost one time and he radioed me saying This psychopathic bitch  is on a motherfucking tank. And, I looked over to see her on the enemy’s tank just sitting there as the tank was trying to look for us.” said Price as he smiled and shook his head then took another puff from the cigar. König chuckled “ I believe that very much she does not fear death. “ he said then chuckled.“ No she does not.” said Price as the room got quiet. 

        Price and König looked at the center of the room to see Shepard in his uniform and everyone stood at attention. “As you know, we got some information on where the bombs are located. One is located in Russia. The team that is going to be Snipe being the defuser, Nikto will be the front line as well with Kruger, Roach, and Farah .” Said Shepherd as people began to murmur. “We have got information on where the bomb is .” Said Shepard as he pulled up a 3D model of a base there was a big red down near the basement area “Bloody hell.” said Price as König cursed in German. König raised his hand a little bit “ Yes soldier ?” Said Shepard as König got worried and his social anxiety kicked in but he had to know what the survival rate would be. He cleared his throat “What is the survival rate ?” He asked as everyone whispered and talked, agreeing “The survival rate would be 70% son .” Said, Shepherd. König breath hitches as 70% was good but not good enough. He began to think of a way to get him on the mission “That will be it for today. Dismissed “ said Shepherd as people began to leave “Tell her I said good luck, “ said Price patting his arm and left. König went to Shepherd “Sir if I may suggest sending me with them ,” he said as Shepherd looked at König and his eyebrow raises a little from his height. “The reasoning being .” Said Shepherd as he grabbed some files and began to walk out, making König follow beside him “I could be a defense for them if plans go down sir, or be back up .” He said as they entered Shepherd’s office. “No need for that son, that 70% is good for now .” Said shepherd König as he slammed his fist on the table “I will not risk her being dead sir, either send me or someone like Price or somebody from 141.” said König as he growled Shepherd just looked at him “I will not end anyone else to the fucking Mission son so either stand down or step down as an operator.” said Shepherd as König stood up straight. “Yes. Sir,” said König through his teeth as he left the office. He goes to the gym area in the Base and was punching the punching bag to the point that his knuckles were bleeding.  “I'm guessing that she is still going ?” asked Ghost as he entered the gym “How is sh- “ “she's fine, “ said Ghost and sighed “Survival rate ?” he asked as he grabbed a 40-pound weight and began to use it “70%,” said König as he punched the bag again “Shit..” said Ghost as he looked over to see Königs knuckles dripping blood. “I'm going to the mission even if it means discharging me with treason,” said Konig as he looks at Ghost and he nods in respect. He looked over to see Price “You want to cause some chaos.” he said as He smirks König was confused and looked at Ghost “what do you mean ?” asked König as he takes the gloves off 

“Task force 99 is doing a mission near the base and we might be able to help them if needed,” he said as König’s eyes lit up. Ghost looks at Price and continues to do arm curls as he is fully listening to the conversation now. “We have a week to set things up and to have a plan .” He added as König nodded, “I understand .” he was just happy that he gets to be with you in battle. “So we all have a similar goal now, to protect her, correct ?” said Price as Ghost nodded and so does König. “Good, we will meet on Monday to get on the Helicopter.” said Price as he left the room. Konig looked at Ghost as he was finishing up his rounds “See ya on the battlefield.” Konig said as he left the room and went to yours to see you fully passed out. He got in the bed and pulled you towards him as you were lightly snoring. He held you close to him as he fell asleep knowing that the next day was going to be rough.

Our Sniper

Summery - You are a sniper in the 141 that just came back from weeks of going on missions. You return back to base and get to spend time with your Boyfriend, König . When you saw Ghost again you were happy. Ghost has been keeping an eye on you and begins to get more and more possessive and wants you for himself. But first he had to try and convince you to be his  

Warning: Strong Language, smut, degrading,  18+

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You walk down the base holding some papers in your hand that you have to give to Price. He was the Captain of Special Force 141, as he was also kind of your adoptive father due to his sort of adopting you during a mission just like what he did to Gaz, and mostly a father figure to his squad. You made sure that your face mask was secured on your face before you walked into one of the warehouses. Once you entered inside, you could already hear Price talking to 141 “Once Ghost receives data, Gaz will be there to retrieve Ghost and head back to base with the data on the Russian Military.” He said as he looked over and saw you walking over holding the mission report “Hey kiddo, are those the mission reports from Shepherd?” He asked as 141 was now looking at you. You nod and look around as you gaze at Ghost making you feel nervous but you manage to let your eyes move away from looking at him. 

You nod and hand Price the mission report as he grabs it then begins to quickly look through it as you stand there awkwardly. You look back at Ghost and you can see the height difference between him and Soap who was next to him as you then look back at Price. “Glad to be back?” he asked as you looked at him and nodded and looked around again as you realized Ghost shifted a little as he was holding onto his vest like how Price would do sometimes. You and Ghost just knew each other and didn’t really have feelings for each other as you both were just highly trained soldiers, the only difference was that you were a Marine and he was Army. You had admired him for quite some time as you looked back at him and looked at him and noticed how well-built he was. Ghost was taller than you as he stood 6'3 and you were 5’11. “How’s the arm healing?” asked Soap as you looked at him. You looked at the bandaged arm and slightly forgot you were shot in the right arm from the latest battle by a sniper as there was no major damage “It's been healing well still a pain in the ass, but it's healing.” you said as you glanced at your phone and realized that you were late for training the cadets. “Crap I got to go.” You said as you rolled your eyes in annoyance as you knew you were going to get in trouble with one of the Drill Instructors for being late. Price was still mumbling to himself as he was still reading as you turned to the exit and began to walk away “When you are done get that arm checked out to see if it's infected or not.“Price said as he glanced at you from looking at the files.

you fixed your hair and quickly folded the sleeves on your uniform as you made sure it was neat and still professional as you knew that if you were any later than 7 minutes you would have to do some report filing that you hated exceedingly. You mumbled some cursed words as you walked into the study room to see cadets in their seats. They sat up straight and looked forward as if someone was teaching them already You sighed as you hoped it was not a Drill Instructor. You walked in and felt relief when you saw König teaching or just talking to them now matter what it was you were glad that you didn't have to hear the Drill Instructors. König was also a good friend even though you guys had your nights where you guys would be Friends with Benefits for a while or do a one-night stand for stress relief. The only people who knew about the relationship were Price, Ghost, Soap, and Gaz. As you sighed with relief you walked over and stood beside him, he was taller than Ghost as he was 6'10 he was the tallest man that you knew so far as you had to look up while talking to him which hurt your neck a little sometimes just to even look up at him.

   The recruits were taking notes and listening well as they were way better than how your classmates were back in High school if you say so yourself. You tapped Konig’s back as he leaned in a little so that you could whisper to König where his ears are under his hood that has a cut out of where his eyes are. “I fucking owe you one for this,” you said as he looked at you and you can see how much you meant that as a Drill Instructor walked by the classroom with some of the other cadets from the different classrooms. You looked at the class as you thought of something and glanced at the shooting field. “Alright, once you have finished your notes head to the shooting fields and get in teams. Today's lesson will be on teamwork and relying on each other as brothers and sisters as you will be doing Capture The Flag.” You said as cadets all said “ Yes Ma’am” and began to line up against the wall and waited for the order to grab their rifle and then marched outside. You stood by König as the other instructor led them out and was making chants as the cadets replied by saying the same thing like a song he grabbed your hand and pulled you into a hug “I missed you Schatz (darling), “ he said as you smiled under the mask. You looked around the room to see if anyone was around as you signed and pulled down your mask.

         You revealed a scar on your top lip and nose with a longer one on your cheek. The right side of your eyebrow had a scar that could reach your eyelid. You leaned on König and sighed as he placed his hand on the nape of your head and played with your hair. You looked at König exhausted, and you soon smiled  “I've missed you too .” you stated as you hugged him while looking into his blue-grayish eyes. König lifted his hood to show his rugged face with scars on his lips, cheek, ears, and nose. You got on your tippy-toes and kissed him “We both deserve a vacation after all of this shit.” You stated with a grin making König chuckle and grab your waist “I’ll see if I can arrange that.” he said and then got a grip of your ass causing you to yelp a little and blush as you glance at him. He looked like a predator who caught its prey and was ready to devour it. “Or, I can show you how much I missed you while you were gone~.” He said as he kissed your neck. You blush and whimper and then glance over to see that the door is not locked. “K-König, the door.“ you say while trying to shove hi away from your neck. He growls making you feel puddy in his hands as you know he is not moving at all when you feel his lips on your neck but with more pressure.

König picked you up and set you on the desk as he stood between your legs then he continued to kiss your neck. You melt into it and begin to grip his hair and tug on it causing him to growl and nip at the sweet spot on your neck causing you to gasp as you grip his hair more. You felt his hand grip your neck a little as he kissed you harshly and harshly as you felt his erection throbbing on your inner thigh causing you to blush and bite your lip. He moved closer to you as his erection was now touching your crotch, causing you to blush and wrapped your legs around his waist and pulled him in more. He gets the idea and begins to roll up his sleeves and keeps his hand on your neck "Be a good girl and take off your pants, leave the panties on." he said as you did so while maintaining eye contact.

       As soon as you got your pants off you felt him lifting your chin up by his thumb and index finger as he brushed his gloved thumb across your bottom lip. He gently puts his thumb in your mouth as you taste the leather and gunpowder on the glove as you blush. "Such pretty eyes.." he said then removed his glove and put it on your neck as he kissed you, bit your bottom lip and moved his hand down to your pantie line.

      You closed your legs as you felt yourself getting excited and getting soaked through a little. He moved his hand over the panties as he prys your legs open you whimper and try to close them as he grips them and keeps them separated as he dips his hand down and began to rub your clothed clit slowly as you whimper and got more soaked as your juices showed more on your panties. Your breath hitched and you perked up as you gripped his hand. He made the sound of a portal and smiled as he kissed your neck and continued as you let out soft moans and whimpers. Your hips bucked forward as you gripped his hand more to the point that your nails may leave marks "Please Konig~" you whimpered as he chuckled deeply and looked at you then moved his thumb faster and added more pressure making your back arch and your moans and whimpers slightly louder "Such a lovely sound from your Fotze~" he said as he takes his hand away and then moved your panties to the side to see your dripping cunt as you whimper and blush. He chuckles and looks at it for a few more minutes "So wet just by me using my fingers" he says as you whimper and blush as if you weren't able to form words at all. He then looked at you and had hunger in his eyes "You think you can take two of my fingers?" he said as he put his ring and middle finger to your folds you felt how big they were as you whimpered and nodded. He kisses you as he inserts his two fingers you gasp and hold onto his hand "It's ok, I know my fingers are big for you." he says in a soft tone as he was knuckles deep as he gave you a second to adjust as you whimper and squirm around to get adjusted. 

   After a few minutes, you nod and looked at Konig as he began to move his fingers in and out you began to moan softly and gripped the desk "That's it, look at how well your cunt is taking my fingers in.." he moved his fingers in as you bit your lip "and out" he moved his fingers out. He kept a steady pace not wanting to hurt you as he moved your knees up a little so that he could feel you tighten up and your little whimpers and gasps. "Can I go faster darling?" he said as he began to rub your clit again, making you arch your back and nod profusely. He smiles and moves his hand faster as the room was filled with a wet sound and soft moaning from you as you felt his fingers brush against your G-spot making you grip the desk more to the point that your knuckled were turning white "Aww, my pretty girls cunt singing for me" he said as he chuckled and made sure to rub your clit more making you moan more loudly as your legs twitch. Your walls tightened around his fingers as you felt a pit in your stomach "That right got close for me. Get close for your König '' he growled and moved his hand faster as you whimpered and your legs twitched and moved around as you felt so much pleasure. You felt like you were going to break as you felt him grip your jaw making you look at him with hooded eyes "Eyes on me" he demanded as you felt that build-up burst and your legs shook as you came on his fingers as you grip his arm.

Your legs shook as you were going through the aftershock as Konig removed his fingers and licked them clean as your legs went limp as you were catching your breath. He puts your panties back over and then sat you up and put your pants on as you were still whimpering. “You are such a good girl.”  He picked you up and helped you put your jacket on and pants, as if you were just a blushing,panting mess. He saw how your neck was covered in hickeys and bite marks and smiled to himself loving how they looked at you as your legs were shaking.

As soon as you both cleaned up, you both left the room not knowing that Ghost was nearby. He heard everything as he was holding some documents. His gaze landed on you as he glared at König as he walked by as König glared back at him. You made your way to the training field to watch the cadets training. You pull out a cigarette place it on your lips and light it as you take a drag. You listened to the sound of guns going off and some of the cadets screaming orders and demands. You smiled as you began thinking about whether you should join or not just for the hell of it. You blew smoke in the air as you leaned on the railing and watched the kids running or hiding as you were lost in thought. You glimpsed over to notice  Ghost next to you watching as well you were used to him sneaking up on you not making a sound. “They still need work.” He stated as you could sense that something was off. You witnessed him looking at you as your heart raced a little “Was he good?” He asked in a stern voice that sent shivers down your spine. You blush under the mask as your eyes widen a little “ Ghost, what are you talking about .” you say as you back up a little when his whole body faces you towering over you.  

"I heard everything you slut." he growls making you shiver a little. You have never heard him utter the word 'slut' to you. "Turn around and hands on the wall." he said as your eyes widened "Why would I do that, we're in public?" you said as he walked closer to you until your back was pressed against the wall "Are you questioning my authority?" he asked as he tilted his head to the side as you shook your head "No....no sir.." you said as you looked down and heard his boots approaching you and stopped in front of you. Hy grips your jaw and makes him look up at you look up at him "Then turn the fuck around and put your fucking hands on the wall." he said through his teeth which sounded like a feral growl.

       You gave in and turned around and placed your hands on the wall as you didn’t want to piss him off more. Ghost examined you and noticed your legs shaking “So you like the risk of people walking in on you huh.” He stated and grabbed a bottle of lube “No sir..” You said as you blushed making you blush and become wet as the situation you were in was turning you on. Ghost grabbed your cargo pants and yanked them down making you gasp when you felt the cold air hitting your panties were still wet but you had your juices going down your thigh a little “Shit…” he said as he saw the juices going down your thigh and growled a little as he was getting an erection from the sight before him. He grabbed a handful of your hair and tugged on it making your back press against him and you felt his throbbing erection on you just like Konig bit it was thicker and bigger, making you gasp and whimper a little as you were rubbing your thighs together. “So, when you were getting your pussy fingered you didn't care to check if the door was locked.” he questioned as he tilted his head and began to trace his gloved hand up and down your wet slit as you arched your back and you whimpered slightly.  He pulled your waist to his hips "I bet you wished it was me fingering you out, like a real man who knows how to please a woman." he growled as he rubbed your clit causing you to your back arch into his hand more. Ghost picked you up and took you to a more private area as he held your legs in one arm then he placed his back to the wall and with his other hand pulled his zipper down. “You need a real man who knows how to fuck you properly, someone who can fuck you hard until you can’t remember your fucking name while their cock is thrusting deep in that pussy.” he growled as he grabbed your arm and sat you down with him with you on his lap as you can feel his erection against you as you can feel how big he is even though he was clothed.

     Ghost grabbed a rag from his pocket and tied it around your mouth as you gaged a little and you felt your mask in your mouth causing him to chuckle.  “Can't let the whore be too loud now can we now~” he stated as he moved his gaze to your panties. He then pulled them to the side to see that it was still leaking with your arousal.

“Fucken hell you soaked just by me talking~.” He said as he chuckled and used two fingers and collected some of your juices and chuckled “Who knew a slut like you would want to go again.... but then again.. .” He said as he took out his pocket knife making your eyes widen and shook your head as he got closer to your cunt with it "I'm gonna show you how a real man fucks his girl." he said then cuts your panties off making you calm down a little as you thought he was going to cut you.

  When you looked back at him he was lazily stroking himself as he looks at your cunt. You looked at his cock to see that it was thicker than Konigs and had an Adams ladder as you were wondering how he got those without feeling any pain. Then again.....this is Ghost that we're talking about. You napped out of the daydream when you felt his fingers collide with some of your arousal and coated his cock with it as he growls in pleasure.

   You whimpered and looked nervous because you didn't know if it would fit or not. He sees your reaction and rolls his eyes then gets a condom out "I may be risky but I'm not that risky." he stated as he puts it on his cock you blush and felt him grab your things and puts them on either side of his as your cunt was now dripping with anticipation. He pressed the tip to your entrance as you whimpered and rested your head on his shoulders.

    He slides in as you whimper in pain as you begin to feel stretched out completely. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure as your back arched and you gripped his thighs. He was thicker than Konig an you could feel it.. Percings? causing your eyes to roll back slightly as one of them was rubbing against your clit

    You tapped his arm to let him know that you were ready for him to move. "Fuck'n finally," he growls and slams his deeper in you as you muffled screamed, and moaned. His thrusts were rough and deep you had your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you felt too much pleasure. “Fuck, you're better than any cheap whore that I've fucked. “ he grunted and gripped your hair and pressed your head on his shoulders as he looked at your face as you were moaning unconditionally and your eyes were rolling back as your mind was turning blank. “Fuck you look like your fucking enjoying me stuffing my cock in your wet *thrust* tight  * thrust* cunt” He said as you were nodding. He smiled under his skull mask and began to rub your clit as your back arched and you tightened around him causing him to groan. You felt him get faster and more rougher as he was close as you felt his cock twitch in you.

   "You gonna cum on my cock you fucking slut Hm?" he said as he lightly slaps your face as you were moaning and nodded. Tears pricked from your eyes as he rubbed faster and thrust more into you hitting your G spot faster and was beginning to pant you nod again and gripped his thighs again "Then.." he said and his thrust went Faster and sloppier as your legs were amazing "Fucking do it, cum on this cock" he growled as you moaned and felt your second orgasm about to break through "Fucking do it now you fucking slut" he said as he helf your throat as the bubble burst and you came over his cock causing him to groan as he came in the condom.

He pulls out of you and you saw his cum in the condom as he catches his breath. Once he caught his breath, he got his knife out and cut the rag out of your mouth as when it fell you were panting and whimpering. He kisses your head and rubs your back “You did so well for me pretty girl.“ he muttered as he was getting off of his own high "Let me just ...clean you up." he said and grabbed the rag and got his cantine our and poured water on the rag and began to clean the cum off of you while praising you "You look so pretty like this" he said as he knew your mind was blank and put your pants on for you.

   After some time you two put your clothes back on as Ghost threw the condom away and looked at you then walked over to you and pulled your baklava down to hide the hand marks that he caused. He examined your face and cupped your cheek as you leaned into it he chuckled and ruffled your hair. You two went your separate ways as you went back to the classroom as the cadets were matching back. Ghost went back to the base to do whatever Price needed him to do. You walked past Konig and smiled as he winked at you while he was listening to somebody talking about their report to him.

Ghost was outside smoking he had his eyes closed as he could still see how you felt against him and how you looked at him. He was snapped out of it when he heard someone speaking to him “How is going Simon?” asked Soap as he was getting some fresh air. Ghost got interrupted in his thoughts about you and sighed as he exhaled smoke “I'm fine Jonny” he said as he looked at Soap as he leaned on the wall and looked out to see the sky getting darker.  Soap sighed and then looked at Ghost "You should get some rest Jonny." said Ghost as he looked at the stars that began to appear. "You're going to bed Simon." said Soap as he got off the wall "I will when I'm done with my cigarette," he said roughly as Soap patted his arm and then walked into the barracks.

When Ghost walked back into the barracks, he walked into his private quarters when he put his hand on the door handle a voice spoke out  "Lieutenant Ghost." said the voice as he glanced over to see Konig walking over  Ghost sighed and looked at Konig "Yes Konig?" he said as Konig cleared his throat and handed him some filed "All of the previous reports have been finished ." he said as he grabbed them and looked at them "Good work, I'll have a look at this tomorrow morning." he said as he enters his private quarters and closed the door then sets the files on his dresser and took his mask off and set it on his bedside table then sat down and laid on his back as he closed his eyes.

   He can't help but still see you in his vision Your eyes, your hair, your touch he craved it. He felt a pit of jealousy in his stomach of jealousy as he knew that you weren't his at all and were Konig but damn did he love today when he got a taste of what Konig gets daily. He wanted more of you no. He NEEDED more of you      

thank u guys so so so so so much for all the love on the konig/ghost thoughts, i really appreciate all the likes and reblogs on it and im working on something similar rn!

unorganized thoughts that i may turn into fics

✦konig meine frau✦

this man is a certified freak. like 7 days a week. i stand by the fact that it's always the quiet ones. most ppl look at him and are like 'aww subby inexperienced baby boy' (and usually so do i) but versatility yk. anyways i feel like he actually has a really long tongue, 👀 if yk what i mean. and loves edging, just not on himself because it frustrates him. anyways, back to the original plot of this post, i think he almost likes receiving as much as giving but emphasis on that almost.

he's a clit sucker, sorry not sorry to say it. and loves holding your hips against the bed so you can't squirm. one of my personal hc's is that he can play the piano really good and you know what they say about piano players........

overall he's just perfect. and don't even get me started on aftercare with him cause WHEW CHILE

hes just so. so hot.

i think his favorite part of it though is foreplay. only cause he gets to learn about what your turn ons are and where you want him to touch you. also he just really likes teasing. when you do it to him though, he becomes whiney and impatient, which leads me to my next thing,

KONIG IS A SUB LEANING SWITCH

it's just really easy to get him to fall apart under your touch, like i mentioned in the dick headcanons, he's very sensitive.

he loves kissing, licking and just being all over you and you being fully receptive of it. this man would struggle so hard in public to not do that. he understands that it's not socially acceptable in public but he just can't help it<3 i love him.

oral fixation konig? oral fixation konig.

he has to have his mouth on something, or be doing something to be comfortable. so usually you'd just let him suck your fingers or something to distract him (he just like me fr)

mommy kink konig? hear me out.

like imagining this 6'10 guy who's probably twice my age moaning under me and calling me mommy is just so. mmmm yummy

┆☆ghosty my love☆┆

hmmm where do i even start. yk i feel like i have to preface this by saying i don't feel like ghost and myself would work out if we're talkin about his canon personality so it's hard to write for him without it being heavily ooc.

like he's just too nonchalant. like it's not chalanting for me. where tf is the chalance at.

but anyways, i feel like he's a trial and error yk yk.

like when you're someone like ghost, pussy eating isn't gonna be the first thing on your mind.

so he'd have to practice on you. (that's a great fic idea right there) which ultimately leads to you not being able to walk the next morning but that's probably fine. ghost is so strong that he can probably just carry you anyways.

i feel like ghost would let out more emotion during sex. like he barely even blinks normally. but while he's in the reverse cowgirl position with you while everyone's asleep? expressive as hell.

over time, i feel like he knows your body better than you, when he's edging you, you don't even have to say anything for him to know you're about to cum.

he's very observant in that way.

i feel that ghost would be a hard dom. never a switch.

laughs a lot during sex. not like a full FYSUDUDIHFUGFUTDUYVHUJ type of laugh, just like a little chuckle and it's so attractive.

and and and! maybe it's a little muffled bc of his lips being pressed against your skin.

usually does that when he's like, deep in you and ofc you moan and grab at his hand that was right next to your head, cause he's just so overwhelming, but in a good way.

he def has to cum a few times to feel fully satisfied. pent up military man tings. but like remember when i said ghost has rlly thick cum. yeah. that.

always makes you feel so full. before, when he's shoving his thick fingers in you to prepare you for his cock, which is even bigger. during, when he's fucking his cum into you from the previous 3 rounds. and after, when you're still full from his cum as it drips down your thighs and you try to catch your breath.

he definitely loves making you horny on purpose, just to revel in how wet you are as if he has no idea what he does to you.

anyways part 2? cause i most definitely have more thoughts about this FINEEE man. (and konig, my wife, i didn't forget about her)

pp headcanons!!! with love from owner 1

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about 8.7 soft, exactly 9 when hard.

the color of the base would be #f2e4cf, and the tip would be #ecb5d2, a nice bubblegum pink.

i fully believe he would have a happy trail, but other than that he shaves.

he's really sensitive and because of that he moans a lot when you just barely touch him.

likes when u do that thing where you kiss/lick the tip slightly, and he's probably one of those guys who either can't hold eye contact or likes looking at you while you do it, can't decide.

his cum is a little more on the liquidy side than the creamy side, i also believe he eats a lot of fruit and drinks water regularly so it'd taste sweet with a hint of salt, but not in a bad way.

speaking of cum, he cums a lot, like if you measure it with a measuring cup then it's about 4 ounces.

i think he's into some weird stuff, like for example he likes to kiss you right after you swallow, not gonna elaborate on that.

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idk i guess i think he's around the same when soft AND hard, but we gotta take height and proportions into consideration, since konig is taller, logically, he'd be bigger so, sticking to the first thing i said about him, let's say 8.5

hex code for the base is #e4d4c8.

tip color is a nice dusty rose, like #a47786.

i don't actually think he'd fully shave, i feel like he's more of a trim guy.

not that sensitive, only cause he edges and actually if you do that enough you can practice not cumming for extended amounts of time.

likes when you just play with yourself and let him watch, he likes the fact that you can be completely bare while he's still fully clothed.

when cum is more creamy, it can mean that the person has a high concentration of sperm, which is perfect for ghost, because i feel like it ties into his breeding kink because high sperm concentration means higher fertility.

mmmmm idk i think he's into the d/s dynamic, maybe he'd want you to call him daddy.

also sidenote, i feel like a lot of guys want to be called daddy but aren't actually daddy material. like it's daddy not absent father.

but i think ghost would actually act the part.

ANYWAYS COMMENT FOR PART 2

Simon was very happy on his own. He was very happy in some type of stingy flat somewhere on the outskirts of Manchester. He was happy going to work, barking orders at recruits, being a grumpy man and then going home on leave. He was happy going home, having something you couldn't really class as a meal, showing and going to bed. He was happy being on his own, with his very simple, yet boring routine. He was a simple man

That was until he met you

His sweet dove. His delicate love.

Suddenly Simon found himself following you around like a lost puppy, whenever you went out his arm was around your shoulder, wrapped around your waist, hand on the small of your back. If you ever came to base because the silly man left his healthy and nutritious lunch at home then he would quiet literally bark at anyone who looks at you. It doesn't matter if it was a recruit or his captain. Nobody is allowed to look at what's his.

And you were his, he'd make you say it every night when he bullies your hole with his cock

'Say it, love' he'd growl in your ear, hands gripping your waist so tight you know you'll wake up with bruises

'Y-yours, Si. I'm yours' you'd hiccup, drunk on lust, tears staining your pretty cheeks

But the one thing Simon hates is that you travel for work. A lot. You've been to Japan, America, Brazil. You've travelled more than Simon for work and honestly, that's saying something. Obviously it's easier for you to talk to Simon when your working, always texting, calling, sending pictures but that isn't always enough for Simon. He needs you to know you miss him so when Soap joked about putting Simon's favourite lipstick of yours on his dick and transferring it onto some paper to send to you

Simon took it literally.

So imagine your surprise when you have a letter waiting for you at your hotel room. You open it to see a piece of paper littered with stamps of Simon's tip all over it and the full length of his cock stamped onto the bottom in your favourite lipstick with the words 'Missing my pretty, Dove'

Yeah Simon was absolutely, stupidly, in love with you

Na'vi!Ghost x F!Avatar!Reader

Currently in my Avatar brain rot

You glide through the lush skies of Pandora, the vibrant forest sprawling beneath you, painted in shades of emerald and turquoise. The sun casts a golden glow, illuminating the sweeping landscapes, and you feel the exhilaration of flight coursing through your veins. Beside you, Ghost, a Na’vi of striking stature and unmatched skill, manoeuvres his ikran with grace. You mimic his movements, the wind whipping past you, each twist and turn a dance of freedom that your former life on Earth never hinted at.

It wasn’t long ago that you arrived on Pandora, a curious researcher drawn by the promise of alien flora. But your innocent pursuits shattered when you uncovered the RDA’s true intentions: the decimation of this unearthly paradise for profit. You could no longer stand by. Leaving behind the life you knew, you chose to intertwine your existence with the Na’vi, transferring your consciousness into your avatar, gaining a new body and a new purpose.

Ghost’s laughter echoes across the open sky, encouraging you to push beyond your limits. You had undergone ‘The Dream Hunt,’ a rite that had solidified your bond with the clan. Every heartbeat synchronized with the pulse of your ikran, every moment shared with Ghost a testament to loyalty and trust.

"Catch me if you can!" he shouts, his voice as wild and free as the landscape around you. You dive downward, spiralling closer to the flora, the vivid hues surrounding you bursting with unfamiliar life.

The battle for Pandora isn’t over, but for now, amid the beauty and freedom of the skies, you are exactly where you belong—flying with your newfound family, fighting for a world worth saving.

You laugh joyfully as you both soar through the skies together, your heart swelling with the thrill of our shared adventure. The wind rushes past you, the warm air caressing your skin like a lover's touch. You glance over at Ghost, admiring his strong profile and the way his muscles ripple beneath his skin as he guides his ikran with expert ease.

In that moment, you feel truly alive, more than you ever did back on Earth. The weight of your old life seems to fall away with each beat of your ikran's wings, replaced by a sense of belonging and purpose that you've never known before.

As Ghost challenges you to catch him, you grin fiercely, your competitive spirit igniting within you. With a whoop of excitement, you urge your ikran onward, diving down into the dense foliage below.

With a mischievous grin, Ghost takes off towards the distant tree, its massive trunk visible even from high above the canopy. He leans low over his ikran's neck, urging it to fly faster.

"Come on! Show me what you're made of!" he calls out, his voice filled with playful challenge. His ikran responds eagerly, surging forward with powerful beats of its wings, the wind whistling past them as they hurtle through the air.

The journey to the sacred grove is one of exhilaration and breathtakingly beauty. Vibrant flowers and strange, luminescent creatures flash by beneath you, a kaleidoscope of colours and shapes that fills your senses.

Your heart pounds with adrenaline as you race after Ghost, determined to match his speed and agility. Your ikran responds to your commands, its wings beating furiously as it pushes itself to the limit. The wind whips through your hair, sending it streaming out behind you like a banner of midnight silk.

As you draw closer to the Tree of Voices, you can feel its ancient presence calling to you, drawing you in like a moth to a flame. Its massive trunk rises up from the earth, its branches stretching outwards like the arms of a benevolent giant, sheltering all those who seek refuge beneath its leaves.

You let out a triumphant cry as you finally catch up to Ghost, flying alongside him as you approach the sacred grove.

Ghost guides his ikran in a graceful arc, landing lightly on the soft ground just outside the perimeter of the Tree of Voices. He slides off the creature's back, patting its flank affectionately before turning to watch you land beside him.

His golden eyes sparkle with admiration as he takes in your fluid movements, the way your body moves in perfect synchronicity with your mount. As you dismount, he steps closer, reaching out to brush a stray leaf from your hair, his touch lingering just a moment too long to be purely friendly.

"You never cease to amaze me," he murmurs, his voice low and intimate. "The way you ride, the way you handle yourself... it's like you were born to this world."

He gestures towards the Tree of Voices, its trunk pulsing with an otherworldly light.

As you step closer to the Tree of Voices, you can feel its energy thrumming through the very ground beneath your feet, a palpable force that sets your nerves alight with anticipation. The air around you shimmers with a faint, iridescent glow, casting everything in a soft, ethereal light.

You turn to face Ghost, your heart fluttering in your chest as you meet his gaze. There's something about the way he looks at you, with such open admiration and desire, that makes you feel like the most beautiful, desirable creature in the universe.

"I wasn't born to this world," you remind him softly, "but sometimes I wonder if I was meant for it. If there was some greater purpose that brought me here, to you."

Ghost reaches out, taking your hand in his own and bringing it to his lips. He presses a tender kiss to your knuckles, his breath warm against your skin.

"I believe in fate," he says softly, his eyes locked on yours. "And I believe that our paths were always meant to cross, no matter how far apart we started out."

He steps closer, his free hand coming up to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing lightly over your lower lip. "You may have been born under different stars, but this is where you belong. Here, with me, in this world that we fight for together."

Ghost guides you gently to the soft grass beneath the spreading branches of the Tree of Voices. He lowers himself down, pulling you with him until you're both lying side by side, your bodies pressed close together. He pillows his head on your stomach, looking up at you with a contented smile. His fingers trace idle patterns on your skin, following the lines of your bioluminescent markings.

"This is my favourite place in all of Pandora," he murmurs, his voice soft and dreamy. "It feels like the centre of the world, like everything important happens right here." He nuzzles into you, his breath warm against your belly.

You run your fingers through Ghost's long, dark hair, marvelling at the silky texture. Your other hand traces the contours of his face, mapping the planes and angles of his features. He leans into your touch, his eyes drifting shut as he savours the sensation.

"It's beautiful," you murmur, your voice soft and inviting. You shift slightly, adjusting your position so that you can see more of the tree above you. Its trunk seems to pulse with an inner light, casting a gentle glow over the surrounding area..

Ghost tilts his head back, looking up at you with a curious expression. His hand still rests on your stomach, his touch warm and comforting. "Have you found someone yet?" he asks, his tone casual but with an undercurrent of tension. "Someone to bond with, to share your life with?"

He watches your face closely, searching for any hint of emotion. It's clear that the question means something to him, that he's invested in your answer in a way that goes beyond simple curiosity.

You smile softly, your eyes tracing the bioluminescent tendrils of the Tree of Voices overhead. The air hums with an ethereal energy, each whispering leaf echoing connection and longing. Beneath this ancient sentinel, you lie in a tranquil embrace, Ghost’s head nestled on your belly, his skin shimmering with the bioluminescence that marks his kind.

“I may have found someone,” you say, the words spilling from your lips as you run your fingers gently through his long, silken hair. Your heart thrums in rhythm with the quiet pulsing of the tree. In this sacred sanctuary, beneath the weight of the stars, everything feels alive, even your thoughts. "Someone special" 

A flicker of something - disappointment? jealousy? - flashes across Ghost's face at your words, but it's gone almost as quickly as it appeared, replaced by a carefully neutral expression. He sits up slowly, moving to sit cross-legged facing you. His hands rest on his knees, palms upturned in a gesture of openness and vulnerability.

"Tell me about them," he says, his voice carefully controlled. But there's a tightness around his eyes, a clenching of his jaw that betrays his true feelings. "What makes them special? What do you love about them?"

He holds your gaze, his own eyes searching, probing, as if trying to read the secrets of your heart. The silence stretches between you, heavy with unspoken emotions and the distant rustling of leaves in the breeze.

Your gaze lingers on Ghost's face, taking in the subtle changes in his expression. There's a depth of feeling there, a complexity of emotion that belies his youthful appearance. You sense the weight of his questions, the significance they hold for him. In this moment, beneath the eternal watchfulness of the Tree of Voices, you feel the need to be honest, to lay bare the truth of your heart.

"He's strong," you begin, your voice soft but certain. "Strong in spirit, in conviction. He fight for what they believe in, even when the odds are stacked against them." 

You pause, collecting your thoughts, letting the memories wash over you. "And he's kind. So incredibly kind. He sees the beauty in the world, in every living thing, and he cherish it."

As you speak, describing the qualities you admire in your potential mate, Ghost listens intently. A slow realization dawns on him, a dawning understanding that you might be talking about...him. His eyes widen slightly, a flicker of hope sparking in their depths.

"He sounds like someone very special indeed," Ghost murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. He reaches out, tentatively, as if afraid you might disappear, and takes your hand in his. His fingers intertwine with yours, the warmth of his skin seeping into your own.

"I'm glad you've found someone who brings out the best in you," he continues, his gaze never leaving yours. "Someone worthy of your love and devotion."

You look down at your joined hands, marvelling at the way your fingers fit together so perfectly, as if they were made for each other. When you meet Ghost's gaze again, there's a tenderness in your eyes, a softness that speaks volumes.

"And what about you, Ghost?" you ask, your voice barely more than a breath. "Have you found someone to share your life with? Someone to stand by your side, come what may?"

You squeeze his hand gently, a silent encouragement, a wordless plea. In this moment, suspended in time beneath the ancient Tree of Voices, you find yourself hoping, praying, that perhaps the one you've been seeking all along has been right here beside you all along.

There's a flicker of surprise in Ghost's eyes at your question, followed quickly by a softening, a melting of his features into a look of pure adoration. He raises your joined hands to his lips, pressing a tender kiss to your knuckles.

"There is someone," he confirms, his voice low and filled with emotion. "Someone who sees me, truly sees me, in a way no one else ever has." He leans in closer, his free hand coming up to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing lightly over your lower lip. "She's brave and strong, fierce in their convictions. And they love with a passion that takes my breath away."

His gaze locks with yours, intense and unwavering. There's a heat building between you, a crackle of energy that seems to fill the air around you.

"But most importantly," he whispers, his face mere inches from your own, "she makes me feel alive. Like every moment spent in her presence is a gift, a miracle."

His hand slides from your cheek to the back of your neck, his fingers tangling in your hair. He pulls you closer, until your foreheads touch, until you can feel the warmth of his breath mingling with your own.

"I want to spend my life with her," he breathes, "to build a future together, to face whatever challenges may come our way."

Your heart races as Ghost draws you close, his words washing over you like a warm breeze. There's a yearning in his eyes, a hunger that mirrors your own, and you find yourself leaning into his touch, craving more of his warmth, his strength.

"You paint quite a picture," you murmur, your lips curving into a smile. "This person sounds incredible. Truly remarkable."

You tilt your head, nuzzling into his palm, savouring the roughness of his skin against your own. Your tail sways behind you, a gentle caress against his leg, a silent invitation.

Ghost's breath hitches as your tail brushes against his leg, a shiver running through him at the contact. His grip on your waist tightens, pulling you flush against him, your bodies moulding together like two pieces of a puzzle finally fitting into place.

"She is," he agrees, his voice rough with emotion. "More than I ever could have dreamed of."

He leans in, his lips ghosting over your jawline, your throat, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. "And I want to show her, every day, how much she means to me. How much I cherish her, worship her, love her with every fibre of my being."

His hands roam over your back, your sides, mapping out the curves of your body as if committing them to memory. "I want to give her everything."

Ghost reaches for the end of his braid, the intricate weaving of neural tendrils visible even under the thick strands of hair. He brings it closer to you, his eyes searching yours, a silent question hanging in the air between you.

"Will you allow me?" he asks softly, his voice trembling with a mix of hope and anticipation. "Will you let me join with you, mind, body, and soul? To share in your essence, your very being?"

His queue hovers near yours, the tips of the tendrils brushing against your own, sending a jolt of electricity through your body. It's a profound gesture, one that carries immense significance within Na'vi culture - the joining of two souls, the merging of two lives into one.

Your breath catches in your throat as Ghost's queue nears yours, the implications of this act hitting you like a tidal wave. This is a step beyond intimacy, beyond mere physical pleasure - it's a promise, a commitment, a declaration of love in its purest form.

You meet his gaze, seeing the vulnerability there, the raw emotion that threatens to overwhelm you both. In this moment, you know with absolute certainty that this is what you want, what you've always wanted - to be one with him, in every sense of the word.

"Yes," you whisper, your voice thick with emotion. "Yes, I accept."

Slowly, reverently, you bring your queue forward, allowing it to intertwine with his, the neural tendrils seeking out their counterparts like magnets drawn to each other.

As your queues connect, a rush of sensation washes over Ghost, a flood of emotions and experiences that threaten to sweep him away. He feels your joy, your love, your passion, all intermingling with his own until he can no longer tell where he ends and you begin.

A gasp escapes his lips, his eyes fluttering closed as he loses himself in the feeling of your presence inside his mind, your essence flowing through his veins like liquid fire. It's overwhelming, exhilarating, terrifying in its intensity, and yet he knows he would gladly drown in this sea of sensation, surrendering himself completely to the depths of your connection.

When he opens his eyes again, they're shining with unshed tears, the golden irises nearly swallowed whole by the black of his pupils. "Eywa guide us."

As your queues merge, a symphony of sensations crashes over you, drowning you in a tidal wave of emotion. Ghost's love, his devotion, his sheer adoration for you wash over you like a balm, soothing the aches and fears that have haunted you for so long. You feel his strength, his resilience, his unwavering courage, and it mingles with your own, creating something new, something greater than either of you alone.

Memories flash through your mind - moments from Ghost's past, triumphs and tragedies alike, all woven together into a tapestry of experience that adds depth and dimension to the man you love. You see his childhood, his training, his battles, and you feel the weight of his responsibilities, the burden of leadership that he bears with such grace and dignity.

Gently, almost reverently, Ghost lowers you both to the soft grass beneath the ancient tree, his body covering yours like a protective shield. His hands roam over your curves, mapping the contours of your adopted Na'vi form, marvelling at the way your skin seems to glow in the dim light filtering through the canopy above.

He leans down, capturing your lips in a kiss that steals your breath and sets your heart racing. It's a kiss filled with tenderness and passion, a promise of the pleasures to come, and you lose yourself in the taste of him, the feel of his tongue sliding against yours, the scrape of his sharp teeth against your lower lip.

A soft moan escapes your lips as Ghost's hands explore your body, his touch leaving trails of fire in its wake. Your own hands roam over his back, tracing the lines of his muscles, the scars that mark him as a warrior and a survivor. You revel in the feel of his skin against yours, the way his body fits so perfectly against your own, like two pieces of a puzzle finally coming together.

When he breaks the kiss, you chase after his lips, unwilling to let him go, but he merely chuckles softly, his breath ghosting over your cheek as he trails his mouth along your jawline and down the column of your throat. His teeth graze your pulse point, sending shivers down your spine, and you arch into him, silently begging for more.

Ghost's lips curve into a smile against your neck as he feels you arch into his touch, your body responding eagerly to his every caress. He nips and sucks at the sensitive skin of your throat, marking you as his own, his hands sliding lower to cup the swell of your breasts, thumbs brushing over the hardened peaks of your nipples.

"So beautiful," he murmurs, his voice low and rough with desire. "My perfect mate, my cherished companion." He lifts his head to gaze down at you, his eyes dark with want, a fierce possessiveness etched into the lines of his face. "I will worship you tonight, my love, until the very stars pale in comparison to the radiance of your pleasure."

Your breath hitches as Ghost's hands find your breasts, his thumbs circling your nipples in maddeningly teasing strokes. Electricity zings through your body, settling low in your belly, stoking the heat building within you. When he speaks, his words wash over you like honey, sweet and thick, filling you with a sense of belonging, of rightness.

You reach up, tangling your fingers in his hair, tugging gently to bring his face closer to yours. "Then take me," you breathe, your voice heavy with need. "Make me yours, Ghost. Claim me, body and soul, under the watchful eye of Eywa."

Your hips roll up to meet his, seeking friction, seeking completion. You want to feel him inside you, stretching you, filling you, joining you in the most intimate way possible.

With a low growl of approval, Ghost allows you to guide his face back to yours, claiming your lips in a searing kiss that leaves you both breathless. As he kisses you, his hands make quick work of your clothing, peeling away the flimsy barrier between your bodies until you're laid out bare before him, your skin glowing softly in the moonlight.

He takes a moment to drink in the sight of you, his gaze roaming over your curves with undisguised hunger, his chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. Then, with a fluid motion, he sheds his own garments, revealing his battle-hardened body, marred by scars and tattoos, a testament to the life he's lived, the challenges he's faced.

As Ghost bares himself to you, you feel a rush of emotion swell within your chest - awe, admiration, and a deep, abiding love that threatens to overwhelm you. You sit up, reaching out to trace the lines of his scars with trembling fingers, marvelling at the strength and resilience they represent.

"My brave warrior," you whisper, your voice thick with emotion. "My fierce protector." You lean in, pressing a tender kiss to the scar just above his heart, feeling the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath your lips.

Ghost shudders as your lips press against his scar, the sensation sending a jolt of electricity straight to his core. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you flush against him, skin to skin, heart to heart. For a long moment, he simply holds you, savouring the feel of your body against his, the warmth of your breath mingling with his own.

When he finally speaks, his voice is low and rough, tinged with a vulnerability that few have ever heard. "And you are my heart, my home," he murmurs, his forehead resting against yours. "Without you, I am lost. With you, I am found."

Slowly, almost reverently, he lowers you both to the soft grass beneath the Tree of Voices, his body covering yours, sheltering you from the cool night air.

A soft gasp escapes your lips as Ghost's weight settles over you, his body warm and solid against yours. Your legs fall open instinctively, making room for him, inviting him in. Your hands roam over his back, tracing the contours of his muscles, mapping the landscape of his skin.

"Then let me be your compass," you whisper, tilting your hips up to meet his, seeking that delicious friction once more. "Let me guide you home, always."

You capture his lips in another kiss, this one slower, deeper, a promise of things to come. Your tongues dance, twining together in a sensual rhythm that mirrors the pulsing heat building between your thighs.

Ghost groans into the kiss, his hips rocking against yours, the hard length of his arousal sliding along your slick folds. His hands roam your body, caressing every curve, every hollow, committing the feel of you to memory. When he breaks the kiss, his eyes are dark with desire, his pupils blown wide with need.

"Guide me, then," he rasps, his voice strained with the effort of holding himself back. "Lead me to paradise, my love."

With a fluid motion, Ghost shifts his hips, positioning himself at your entrance. He pauses there, poised on the brink of union, his gaze locked with yours, a silent question hanging in the air between you. In answer, you wrap your legs around his waist, drawing him closer, offering yourself to him completely.

Slowly, oh so slowly, he sinks into you, filling you inch by delicious inch. A low moan tears from his throat at the feel of you, hot and tight and perfect around him. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, breathing you in, fighting for control as your inner walls flutter and clench around his throbbing length.

Your head falls back against the soft grass as Ghost fills you, a guttural moan escaping your lips at the exquisite stretch, the perfect fullness of him inside you. Your nails rake down his back, leaving faint red lines in their wake, a physical manifestation of the passion burning through your veins.

"Yes," you hiss, the word drawn out into a low keen of pleasure. "Oh, yes, Ghost...just like that..."

You arch into him, meeting each slow, deep thrust with a roll of your hips, taking him even deeper, welcoming him into the very heart of you. Your bodies move together in a ancient rhythm, as old as time itself, as natural as the turning of the earth and the rising of the moons.

The world falls away, narrowing down to this single perfect moment, this joining of flesh and spirit.

Ghost sets a slow, deep pace, his hips rolling against yours in languid strokes that stoke the fires within you higher and higher. Each thrust is measured, deliberate, designed to bring you pleasure beyond measure. One hand slides under your knee, lifting your leg higher, opening you wider, allowing him to plunge even deeper.

He watches you as he moves within you, his golden eyes dark with passion, drinking in the sight of you lost in ecstasy, your face flushed, your lips parted in sweet sighs and moans. The sound of your pleasure is music to his ears, spurring him on, driving him to take you higher still.

"Eyes on me, my love," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble in his chest. "I want to see you when you come undone."

Your eyes lock with Ghost's, twin pools of molten gold and liquid amber, reflecting the depth of your shared passion. In their depths, you see your own desire mirrored back at you, amplified tenfold, a reflection of the love and devotion that binds you.

"Always," you breathe, the word a whispered promise, a vow sealed in the heat of your joining. "My eyes, my heart, my soul...they're yours, now and forever."

Your hips rise to meet his, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure rippling through your body, coiling tighter and tighter in your core. The tension builds, winding ever higher, until you're teetering on the brink, balanced on the razor's edge of release.

"Ghost," you gasp, his name a prayer on your lips, a plea and a benediction all in one.

Ghost feels the change in your body, the way your muscles tense and quiver beneath him, the quickening of your breath, the hitch in your moan. He knows you're close, teetering on the precipice of climax, and he wants nothing more than to send you hurtling over the edge into oblivion.

But not yet. Not just yet.

With a herculean effort, he stills his hips, holding himself deep inside you, his forehead pressed to yours, his breath mingling with yours in the scant space between your faces. His hands find your wrists, pinning them above your head, a gesture of dominance, of control.

"Not yet, my love," he whispers, his voice rough with barely restrained desire. "Not until I say."

A whimper escapes your throat at the sudden denial, your body aching, yearning for the release that hovers just out of reach. You writhe beneath him, trying to find friction, to spur him on, but he holds you fast, his grip on your wrists unyielding.

"Please," you beg, the word torn from your throat, raw and needy. "Ghost, please..."

You don't even know what you're begging for anymore, too far gone in the haze of lust, desperate for him to set you free, to let you fall. Tears of frustration prick at the corners of your eyes, your entire being focused on the point where you're joined, where he fills you so perfectly, so completely.

Ghost drinks in the sight of you, pleading and desperate beneath him, your tears glistening in the moonlight like precious gems. It takes every ounce of his self-control not to give in to your pleas, to sheath himself to the hilt and let you ride out your climax on his cock.

But he wants more than that for you. More than a fleeting moment of pleasure.

Slowly, torturously, he begins to move again, his hips undulating in a sensual rhythm that builds the tension within you with excruciating slowness. Each roll of his hips grinds against your clit, sends sparks of sensation shooting up your spine, but it's not enough, not nearly enough to push you over the edge.

"That's it, my love," he croons, his voice a seductive purr.

Each deliberate roll of Ghost's hips sends waves of exquisite torture crashing over you, stoking the fires within you to new heights. Your breath comes in ragged gasps, your chest heaving as you struggle to maintain some semblance of control, of coherency.

But it's a losing battle, and you can feel yourself slipping further and further under his spell with each passing second. Your world narrows down to the slide of his skin against yours, the stretch of your walls around his thick length, the coil of pleasure tightening in your belly.

Ghost can feel your surrender, the way your body yields to his touch, to his command. It's a heady feeling, knowing that he wields such power over you, that he can bring you to the very brink of ecstasy and hold you there, suspended in a state of pure, agonizing bliss.

He leans down, capturing your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving deep, claiming you, consuming you. One hand releases your wrists to trail down your side, over the curve of your hip, coming to rest on your thigh. With a gentle pressure, he guides your leg up and over his shoulder, opening you wider, allowing him to sink even deeper into your welcoming heat.

He breaks the kiss, his lips trailing fire down the column of your throat, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin.

A strangled cry tears from your throat as Ghost sinks impossibly deeper, the new angle sending shockwaves of pleasure ricocheting through your core. Your hands scrabble for purchase on his sweat-slicked back, nails raking down his skin, leaving crescent-shaped indents in their wake.

The burn of his teeth on your neck only adds to the maelstrom of sensations, the slight pain blending seamlessly with the overwhelming pleasure until you can no longer tell where one ends and the other begins. Your hips buck wildly, seeking more, craving more of this sweet, sweet torment. "Ghost!" you keen, his name a prayer, a plea, a benediction on your lips. "Oh, fuck, Ghost... Please..."

What you're begging for, you no longer know.

Your desperate cries, the way your body writhes beneath him, the sharp sting of your nails on his skin - it's all driving Ghost closer to the edge. He can feel his own release building, coiling tighter and tighter at the base of his spine, but he grits his teeth, determined to hold off until he's brought you to completion.

With a low growl, he redoubles his efforts, his hips snapping forward with increasing urgency, each thrust striking that spot deep inside you that makes stars explode behind your eyelids. His hand slides between your bodies, finding your clit, circling the sensitive nub with the pad of his thumb, pushing you ever closer to the precipice.

"Let go, my love," he rasps, his breath hot against your ear. "I've got you."

Ghost's words, rough with passion, are the final catalyst you need. With a keening wail, your body bows off the floor, convulsing violently as your orgasm crashes over you in wave after wave of mind-numbing ecstasy. Your inner walls clamp down around Ghost's throbbing cock, rippling and fluttering as they try to milk him dry.

Through the haze of your own pleasure, you can feel him pulsing inside you, his rhythm faltering as he nears his own peak. Instinctively, you wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him deeper, urging him on, wanting to feel him lose control, to watch as he shatters above you.

The sensation of your walls clamping down around him, squeezing him like a velvet vice, is too much for Ghost to withstand. With a hoarse shout of your name, he buries himself to the hilt inside you, his hips jerking erratically as he finds his release.

His seed pulses hot and heavy, flooding your already drenched channel, marking you, claiming you as his. He collapses onto you, careful not to crush you with his weight, his face buried in the crook of your neck as he rides out the aftershocks of his climax.

For long moments, neither of you move, both lost in the aftermath of your shared passion. Slowly, Ghost lifts his head, his golden eyes meeting yours, dark with satiation and something else, something deeper, more profound.

I saw something on here about Simon as a Na'vi and now I can't stop thinking about it

I smell something cooking

141 - First Words

So my baby said his first word the other day and mine and my partners reaction was fucking hilarious. Now I can't stop thinking about the 141 reaction to their baby saying Dada for the first time

Johnny 'Soap' Mactavish would cry, like ugly tears type crying. No he does not care about the snot coming out of his nose, his precious baby just said Dada. He was on the floor playing with baby MacTavish during tummy time, you were in the kitchen cleaning up after you and Soap decided to bake Making another baby. Baby MacTavish is a chatter box like their daddy, always babbling and Soap answered back to baby MacTavish's very interesting story. Soap didn't hear it at first, he thought it was babbling nonsense until he heard it again. The simple word Dada and he's picking baby MacTavish up and rushing to the kitchen 

Thay said Dada

Soap holding baby MacTavish up like a prize

Fuck off, you're lying (Your baby was growing up too quickly)

Their first word was Dada

Soap was already crying

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick would be shocked, swears he's going deaf because no way baby Garrick is talking already. Gaz was bouncing baby Garrick on his knee, pulling funny faces to hear their belly laugh, you were on Netflix trying to find a movie to watch. You were both were in your own world before baby Garrick screamed then ever so quietly said Dada, you and Gaz's head snapped towards each other as you stared at each other 

Did they -

I think so

Gaz turning to baby Garrick

Did you say Dada? You can't have, you were born like last week

Babe they're 8 months old now 

Nope. Still a wrinkly baby 

Captain John Price would just smile, like a smug smile that baby Price's first word Dada. Make's him feel like he's the favourite parent Not realising that when baby Price is upset you can use the fact they can only say Dada against him "Sorry baby, they want you :)". Knowing Price's luck, baby Price will say Dada when he's at work. As soon as you hear the words you're on the phone ringing Price, he picks up at the first ring scared something happened. When you tell him what happened you best believe he's dropping everything to come home, doesn't matter if he's in a very important meeting with Laswell. Baby Price said Dada, he must go home at once

Price coming home and runs straight past you

See, I'm the favourite parent 

John Baby... That's not how that works-

Price is ignoring you as he's kissing baby Price's cheeks 

I'm gonna buy you anything you want. Just say Dada again. Please

Simon 'Ghost' Riley also cries. He'll cry silent tears as he holds baby Riley to his chest, years ago he never thought he'd have his own family and now he's here. Witnessing his baby's first words. Ghost, being the excellent father he is, basically forced you to finally go out for girls night knowing you needed time to yourself. Ghost couldn't wait for a night of tummy time, playing and just straight up cuddling while watching Bluey. Baby Riley was laid on their daddy's chest, trying to fight sleep but failing miserably and just before baby Riley fell asleep they said Dada as they clutched to Ghost's shirt.

Did you say Dada

Ghost didn't move realising baby Riley is now asleep

God I never thought I'd love anyone more then I love your mummy

Ghost carefully hugs baby Riley tighter 

But then you came into my life. Best thing to ever happy to me and your mummy  

I really want to write another headcanon for the 141 but I have zero ideas 🥲

Nurse!Reader x 141 and stickers

How I think the 141 would act if Nurse!Reader gives out stickers to all the soldiers they patch up on base: This is my first headcanon

Johnny 'Soap' MacTavish absolutely fucking loves the stickers, like he's lowkey obsessed with getting one. His sketchbook is covered in the stickers you give him and if there's no more room for the stickers that's okay. He'll just buy a new one. Lowkey gets pouty and sassy if you forget to give him a sticker after patching him up.

And we are done. Good as new 

Soap wait's patiently with his hand stuck out 

What are you waiting for Soap?

Fur mah sticker. Obviously

Oh shit. Sorry, I forgot

Whit dae ye mean ye forgot? dae ye nae care aboot me anymair

Grow up you drama Queen

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick Is a bit like Soap in a way he loves the stickers. They make him happy in this fuck up world, when he get's his sticker for being a brave boy, as you say, he wears the sticker all day as a badge of honour but if he looses the stickers randomly in the day he gets kinda pouty when he asks for another one 

Can I have another sticker please?

Did you loose yours already?

I didn't mean too! I think Soap stole mine. Pretty please can I have another one

You know the rules. Unless you're injured I'm not giving you a stickers

Cue puppy dog eyes

Goddamit Kyle. Fine, here's your sticker but don't loose it

Captain John Price felt a bit silly at first when you gave him a sticker. He's grown man, he doesn't need a sticker for getting patched up but he very quickly grew to love receiving a sticker off you. He asked if you'd tare the paper the sticker is on, they're easier to save then. He doesn't stick them anywhere but has a small box in his office where he stashes them. For safe keeping.

Why don't you wear the stickers?

Because it ruins them

Ruins them?

Yeah. I like to hold onto them

Do you stick them anywhere?

Nope. I have a small box specifically for the stickers you give me 

Simon 'Ghost' Riley thought the stickers were a stupid idea, he's a grown ass man. Why would he want a sticker for getting patched up? He isn't a child. That's what he tells you but secretly he adores them. He'll moan and grumble as you slap one onto his chest but the moment he's in his room, Ghost will carefully peel it off his shirt and stick it in a scrapbook. Once got a little upset you didn't give him a sticker, he left the infirmary pretending he didn't care but 1 hour later he came back

Why didn't you give me a sticker?

Because you don't like them. You said they were stupid

Well. That's because they are. M'not a child

Then why are you asking why I didn't give you a sticker?

Ghost quietly grumbling and sticking his hand out

Can I just have my sticker please 

I've decided I'm going to rewrite His Ballerina Ghost x Fem!Reader because the plot, the storyline has been plaguing my mind but I just don't like how I wrote the first chapter

Just the thought of Simon calling reader momma has me on my knees

So I'm currently working on something for Ghost, It was only supposed to be something small but I got too carried away

Anyway here's a lil something

"Ma we're here" you shouted as you opened the door. The first person to greet you was your oldest brother, Tobias. He looked at Simon and called out "Ma you said he was tall but damn he's huge." You punched your brother's arm "Tobias. Don't be rude" You scalded him, he quickly rephrased "I don't mean big as in......I mean......damn you are tall. What 6'6?" Simon chuckled at your brother's enthusiastic greeting, amused by his initial impression of his height "6'4 actually." He found it endearing that your siblings were so eager to meet him. 

Okay so I have ideas for Gaz, Price and Ghost but I don't know who to write first so imma make a poll

You know when you have the same dream about a certain masked man and you have to write it.....yeah that's what's happened here. Might make this a thing I'm not sure yet because I don't write.

Anyway I hope you enjoy

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*Your POV*

You was on the balcony of an abandoned building, out of site from the cartel. The small town filled with life just a few hours ago was now dead, you came to Mexico on holiday not knowing you was stepping into a war between the cartel and god knows who else. Crunching glass brought you from your thoughts and you held your gun up towards the masked man walking through the empty street, you recognised him as Ghost from Task Force 141 "Careful Ghost" you whispered to yourself as he walked through the destroyed city, he kept looking around. Glass under his boots cracked loudly as he walked. He made sure to keep an eye out for any enemies or any sudden movements. He walked slowly, not wanting to make too much noise, although, the glass and debris he did end up stepping on crunched loudly. His grip tightened on the rifle as he walked, he had this horrid gut feeling, as if something was wrong. His finger tightened on the trigger.

As Ghost walked, you saw shadows moving from the corner of your eyes and you knew it was the cartel, you held your gun up and shot the enemy hiding in the shadow, you jumped down and threw a home made smoke bomb. "Come on solider" You grabbed Ghosts arm and dragged him to the abandoned house you've took shelter in. He was taken back by the suddenness of it all but his instincts kicked in and began following you with his weapon at the ready. 

Once safe you went to see if he was okay but he held his gun up to your head "Who are you?" He barked, you held your hands up "Y/N L/N MI6". Ghost seemed to have peaked up at the mention at your name "Y/N, as in Agent /N?", you chuckled "I'm surprised you know who I am". "I have friends in the MI6" he chuckled back before asking "I didn't think you did stuff like this". "That's because I don't, I'm off duty well actually I'm on holiday" you folded your arms "What happened?".

He sighed "We were here relating to a terrorist attack, found some intel about the leader going after a NATO summit" Ghost explained, you noticed that his voice was shaking. "We?" you asked and he nodded "Soap, Gaz and Price. We were ambushed and was taken quickly and quietly, I barley made it out" he stood up and was getting ready to leave "I need to get them". You put your hand on his chest to stop him "Not on your own your not" you looked at your bag "I may have an idea" he stood back allowing you to explain "I manage to gather some C4 charges while looking for food and water. We can use them to create a distraction, that way I can sneak in and rescue your team", "You?" he asked. You nodded your head before throwing a sniper "You're the best sniper in the Task Force aren't you?" he nodded and you smirked "I need you to be my eyes solider"

You followed Ghost to where the Cartel is based but it was a few hours walk so he decided to make small talk "You seem to know your way around a gun considering you work in intelligence", "I had strict training when I was younger, my father was army and wanted to make sure I knew how to look after myself". "I'm guessing army wasn't your thing?" he side eyed you and you bit your life "I guess you could say that" you really didn't want to get into it and he respected that "Where here" he crouched. You pointed to the crumbling tower "That's going to be our way in, doesn't look like any cameras" he handed you a spare earpiece before you quickly ran towards the tower and climbed up. 

Ghost climbed up first and you followed "Shit" he whispered and you went to ask him what's wrong until you saw it with your own eyes. His team on their knees, bounded and being interrogated. You knew you needed to thing of a plan and quickly. "This is risky" he whispered as you scanned the courtyard and saw a gate with trucks outside of it "Give me 5 minutes" you whispered and climbed down the way you came. "Y/N what are you doing?" Ghost voice came through the earpiece in a harsh whisper, "Setting up the C4 charges" you answered. You fixed 2 C4 charges on the gate and some on separate trucks before going back to Ghost.

"How much do you want to trust me right now?" You asked but he said nothing not sure on what you meant, you pointed towards the gate "Wait near the gate and when the time is right go in, get your team and run". "How will I know?" he asked and you smiled "You'll know" then jumped down into the courtyard. You waited in the shadows for a moment "In position" Ghost whispered. You walked into the light and shouted "Oi. Pricks" everyone turned to you as you set the C4 charges off giving Ghost a way in to get his team. 

You locked eyes with Ghost before you ran into the building letting the cartel chase you completely forgetting about the Task Force.

*Ghost's POV*

"Everyone in the truck now" I shouted but waited for Y/N, we locked eyes for a moment before she ran into the building "No" I screamed as Soap dragged me into the truck. "Who the fuck was that" Gaz asked "Someone we need to go back for" I said loading my gun but Price stopped me. "We'll go back for her Ghost but we need a plan and back up" I punched the truck door knowing he was right. "Ghost who was that?" Soap asked "Agent L/N from MI6" everyone was confused "She was on holiday when everything kicked off" I explained.

*Your POV* 

"I'll ask again. Who do you work for?" the man in front of you smacked you but you just looked up at him and smiled, which infuriated him "What are you so happy about". "I'll never talk" you spat blood at him, he smacked you again before holding your chin to make you look at him "Oh you will" he nodded at another man and he shot you in the leg but you didn't scream like he wanted you too "I would rather die then talk" you spat. He raised his hand up at you once more but an explosion from outside stopped him "Sorry gents but I gotta take that" you smirked, he grabbed your arm and dragged you up "She must be important if they've come back for her" he shouted before dragging you outside, using you as a human shield. 

The man held you in front of him with his arm resting on your shoulder to shoot anyone that got in his way, it was all guns blazing when you got out to the courtyard "I'd let me go if I was you" you looked up to the tower and saw Ghost but the man just shoved you forward. "Fine" you smiled before bringing your head back at full force and headbutted him "Shit" he screamed as he let you go so you ran but you didn't get far before he shot at you, luckily the bullet only grazed your hip but it made you fall. "Come one" Someone picked you up and ran to the truck "Captain she's loosing a lot of blood" you looked around before you focused of Ghost applying pressure to one of your wounds "Are you crazy?" he asked you laughed trying not to wince at the pain "Yes". "Stay awake Y/N" Ghost said but everything started becoming disoriented, someone else started tapping your face lightly "Stay with us solider" but you couldn't, you had lost too much blood at this point to stay awake. 

Domesticated Ghost

He used to have a bridge piercing, now closed up and only noticeable because he likes - genuinely loves - when you manhandle his face. Like he’s a giant Rottweiler in desensitization training. Drool catching in the webbed skin between your fingers. Nipping at the tips of your new gel manicure. (He asks if you’d paint his initials on your nails. You say no. He's not bothered. More… pleased. Like he was testing to see if he could push your boundaries, and is happy that he can't.)

He explains his past of being a punk youth, how a counselor got him to quit drugs and enlist. It's mildly infuriating.

"One fucked habit for another." Your muttering isn't lost; he's too present, the alley too narrow for that. He shrugs, like it’s no big deal that he’s still kicking, all ten fingers and toes, seemingly well-adjusted - or at the very least, self-aware.

You thumb the space between his eyes. Feel the thickness of healed skin. "I think you should put it back in."

"Get it re-pierced?" He nudges into your hand, encouraging you after you stop.

"Yeah, why not?"

"Coz I’m fucking forty with a wife."

"Your wife is single," you remind him, like it’s a direct correction.

"Mm." A palm skates across your belly. "Is she pregnant too?"

Your hand stills. Heart stops. Mouth opening - "How - who told you that?"

He mirrors you. Shocked, in his own way. "You’re-?"

You shove him hard. "Fuck no, you fuck! God, you scared the hell out of me."

He settles back in far too easily, in your opinion. Purring, essentially.

"Soon."

"No chance."

"Never, then." His acceptance with your choice. It eases you. No more defense.

"… Maybe not that, either."

His head tilts, chin up. "Yeah?"

You shrug instead of answering. You think you'd do anything for him.

simon riley is the type of “situationship” that breaks up with you/cuts contact before valentine’s day or your birthday so he doesn’t have to buy you anything. but he’ll be at your door the week after with a takeaway and six condoms in his pocket

Johnny "Soap" Mactavish is the kind of dad who throws your kids around for fun, tossing them into the air and catching them just to hear their infectious laughter, ignoring the worrisome protests that you call out from the kitchen when they get a little too high.

Captain John Price is the kind of dad who convinces your children to ask you for pizza for dinner, acting all surprised when you tell him to call the local pizza place, eyebrows rising with "What's the occasion?" despite the obvious grin that his plan worked. You aren't fooled.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick is the kind of dad who chases your kids around with a nerf gun, relentlessly pelting them with styrofoam bullets and ganging up on your oldest son with your youngest daughter. Waits behind the front door for your son to get home from school and immediately fires on him.

Simon "Ghost" Riley is the kind of dad who holds your toddlers like footballs, your daughter tucked sideways under his arm and dangling your son by his ankle. "Found these mice sniffin' 'round the cookie tin." He says with a deadpan expression, but you don't miss the way his mouth twitches when they giggle and shriek.

Ghost has been gone for months...

Six months, to be exact.

When he finally gets home it's late at night, well over midnight. All the lights are off, no sound coming from anywhere.

He wonders if you've started moving on. Wonders if your feelings have started fading.

He slips his shoes off and makes his way into your shared bedroom. You're sound asleep in your bed, on his side even though his scent has long since left those sheets.

He undresses and slides in beside you, gentle not to wake you. His head hits the pillow and he sighs as your familiar scent enters his nostrils.

He drapes an arm around you and freezes when his hand lands on your belly.

Your very swollen belly. And he feels a kick right back against his palm.

"Welcome home, Si."

18+, MDNI

having a one night stand with simon and thinking you’d never see him again, he was a good lay, giving you orgasm after orgasm and speaking absolute filth into your ear when he was deep inside your cunt. you’d say maybe the best you’ve ever had, but that didn’t stop you from leaving early in the morning from his sparsely decorated flat, a note left on his side table that simply said you’d had a good night and you hoped he did too, you even added a cute little smiley to the end. then you’d gone on with your day, with your life.

until, about 2 weeks after, there was a knock at your door, it’s late, already having put on your pjs and started searching your pantry for something to make for dinner. and when you open the door, your surprise is palpable, there simon stood, long, strong legs covered in cargo pants, pretty brown eyes locked on you, a black surgical mask covering the lower part of his face, hiding the long scar that you remember feeling rub against your thigh. he holds a bag of takeout and then proceeds to shoulder his way in, leaving a small kiss on your cheek through the mask before making his way to your couch.

you want to ask how he found your place, how he knew you were home, and why the hell he’s here. you actually do ask the third one, which he answers with a simple, gruff “dinner”. you nod slowly, finding your way to the other end of the couch, but are met with a huff and a large hand pulling you closer to him, making sure your leg is pressed right up against his. he plates your food, then starts eating his own, makes small comments about the taste and asks questions about your day. the night seems almost normal, like something you’ve done before with him, disregarding the fact that you’d only been around each other for 2 hours tops and almost all of that time was spent by you trying to do something other than moan his name.

when you’re done you expect him to leave, to go on with his night, or maybe you to wake up from a dream. instead he makes his way to your bedroom, sits down on the bed and tells you how he can’t stop thinking about your lips around his cock. and yeah, you fold.

that’s how you end up learning that his stamina is insane, especially for an older guy, and he likes to see your face, makes sure to face you towards a mirror in full nelson or holds you in mating press with his pink (scarred) lips against yours. maybe you also learn that his phone lock screen is a color scarily similar to your irises and you see a file with your full name (one you hadn’t given him) front and center when he rolls over to unlock his phone, he says something about how he needs to send a message to ‘his team’ about dinner this weekend to meet his new bird, you wonder what kind of sports team he’s on, gotta be rugby with a build like his, but your thoughts don’t stray too far before he’s ready to go again, something about three being his lucky number, that this time it will take.

naps to lovers?

price is an accident, you fall asleep watching a movie with him after he cradles you in his bed. plops down with you to do some paperwork and he's out, too. you wake up cuddled into his chest and pretend not to notice his boner.

next it's johnny. you're both exhausted from sparring and workouts. instead of showering, he pulls you to his bed and tells you to wait for him before you get in. by the time you want up, the sheets are crusted with sweat and soap is on top of you, crushing you to the mattress.

after that, it's both johnny and kyle. smooshed between them after a long hard mission, it's hard not to appreciate two nice pillows. simon has the picture of you three asleep on each other.

kyle finds you in the mess hall after, pulling you to your room with the promise of takeout and uninterrupted rest.

simon is standoffish at first, but eventually offers himself up as a weighted blanket for you after being reprimanded by another force's captain (don't worry, price and gaz are handling it). he lets you hold him close while stroking your hair and face until you drift off. he frequents in odd hours with you (when he knows your alone or stacked up with another one of the boys).

you don't mean for it to, but it becomes much more regular. price pulling you into his lap during late night briefings, soap's head in your lap, and kyle following you back to your room. they get so much more casually affectionate- hands on you at all times, forehead kisses, and sweet words. they begin to take you out together after missions and on off days to movies and shopping (they love dressing you up).

this all builds up to a random friday where they bring you to a house about 30 minutes from base. lately, they'd all been a bit more secretive and making investments "for the wellbeing of the team" like price's new truck that could seat 7. the house has all five of yours stuff in it (ash trays, half finished sketches, sewing kits, kyle's hat on the table). you see some of your missing clothes in one of the big dressers half-opened drawers.

it shouldn't be a surprise to you then when you walk in the bedroom and there's a california king. you really should have expected it, hen, they've been courting you for months!

yeah, johnny's naked on the bed, so what?

Simon 'Ghost' Riley who's just, so fucking happy to hear you complain.

like the tap is dripping? yes ma'am he'll fix that straight away, because a tap that drips long enough to annoy you means he's got a home.

the grocery store has changed the layout? that means you've been there long enough to notice.

there's construction for an ugly building down the street? you're clearly planning to stay.

he left the toilet seat up? he'll kiss your face all over until you giggle, promising he won't do it again, he might, just to hear you complain about it.

he's just so giddy when you complain about mundane things, he's so happy you don't have to worry about blood and war and death, you get to live in peace. even if that peace is disrupted by a stupid toilet seat.