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welcome new followers, thanks for being here! i appreciate you all being interested in my content. just wanted to remind everyone this is an 18+ blog, so if you are under that age, please DO NOT FOLLOW!
i also sometimes post/retweet darker types of content, so ye be warned ๐ซต
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MY INTERESTS ARE BEING CATERED TOO HEHRHGHG
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idk if i captured the creepy shark grin good enough but i tried
also that's not some deeper artistic choice to redact soap's face i just didn't like how i rendered it and ran out of steam ldkfasjlkg
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a version with window texture and blood smear from his fingies and his breath on the glass n shit cause i forgot to put it in the first one cause i'm dumb but also too stubborn to let it lie
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@hardlikesilk
this is the picture that inspired this thread, drew it several months ago for kicks and it just stayed between sid and i but since the thread is up i'll post this too (months late i know lmao)
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johnny when simon passes him the cig so he can really start railing him
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just thinking about johnny crawling into ghost's lap to curl up against him and cuddle him
like maybe they're stationary for a bit while laswell digs up their next lead. so one night, they all decide to drink together in the private rec room the 141 has acquried, shoot the-
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physical therapy (๐๐๐งผ)
(cw: could POTENTIALLY be read as dubcon/SA-ish, so tread carefully. but the implication/context is that both have wanted it for a long time, ghost is just finally acting on it)๐งต
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soap's back in the gym for the first time in a couple weeks after-
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extremely fucking rude comment on umiko's recent patreon post. seriously get a grip. many of us have strong preferences in one direction or another but don't feel the need to leave entitled comments on artwork. your dynamic preference doesn't need to manifest in an insult
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found this in my files again and it's ghoap, ignore the music and imagine gaz is filming and u can hear him laughing incredulously in the background, meanwhile price is groaning and muttering exasperated curses under his breath behind him
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ghost doing this shit to johnny i'm fucking FERAL
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ever since reading this, i've been thinking about them stuffing themselves away in some far-off barrack at alejandro's safehouse. ghost cleans and dresses soap's wounds, tries to get him to sleep. but even after all the blood loss and adrenaline drop, soap's still too wound up.
how am i expected to believe that ghost wasn't balls deep in soap's cunt after the alone mission
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price chastizing ghost in his office after noticing how his obsession with soap has been compromising him on missions
the problem is that you like HOLES too much! not normal.
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honestly could be lifted straight from ghost's inner monologue whenever he looks at him
I never wanted to breed with anyone more than I want to with Soap. That perfect, curvy body. Those bountiful breasts. The child bearing hips of a literal god. It honestly fucking hurts knowing that I'll never mate with him, pass my genes through him, and have him birth a set of-
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ghost slowly shifting their positions, laying back and pulling johnny with him until the sergeant's sprawled out on top of him. he starts to gently stroke and massage his back and sides, molding johnny into a puddle of lax, content mush over his front, then trails his warm hands-
cabin ghoap snuggling on some beat up old couch that they pushed closer to the fireplace thatโs blazing. lazily making out under a bunch of furs that ghost has hunted or trapped over the years while a blizzard rages right outside the walls of ghostโs cabin
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@soapspanties
for a second i thought this was going in magic fleshlight direction and soap was about to get the most insane wake-up call ever
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s-simon..
haunted to have missed whoever sat here before i arrived. just incredible power. a nameless god walks among us.
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he doesn't seem keen on moving any time soon anyway.
ghost and johnny end up dozing off together on the couch much later. gaz asks if they should wake them as they stand but price waves it off, gets out his keys to lock the door behind them as they leave.
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@5i2ish
johnny's always been a promiscuous sort of hopeless romantic so it's tattooed on the inside of his thigh near the back, first time ghost gets in there and is kissing and licking his way up, he lifts johnny's leg and pauses as he sees it, staring hard at it
"....who tf is (ex)?"
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๐๐๐งผ
idk just thinking about soap thirsting after his mysterious but secretly kinda silly lieutenant for so long and just thinking he's EVERYTHING so when ghost finally reciprocates and allows whatever this thing between them is to blossom, soap is absolutely insatiable.
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simon murmuring this into johnny's ear right before they step out into the mess hall to start the day
โI love youโ: โ
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โRemember, in public youโre my princess, but in private youโre my whoreโ: โ
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ghost:
his neck โก
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ghoap thoughts ghoap thoughts ghoap thoughts ghoap thoughts ghoap-
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๐๐งผ๐
ghoap being not necessarily desperate but totally insatible and using a weekend off to just take their time marathon fucking. during it, they barely detach from each other more than a few minutes or however long it takes them to wash up and then get back to business
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when he finally lays eyes on the "shed" in question, soap swears he's not setting another fucking foot in its direction. it's giving ALL the dipalitated serial killer vibes and his gut is screaming at him to just drop the shit and run. but he doesn't. he instead waits for this-
@DokAfterPM
Soap follows the GPS and it dead-ends in some fucking forest so he calls Ghost like 'uhhh this is your doordasher, sorry but I think the address is wrong?'
Ghost: no it's right i'm in the shed
Soap: you're in the what
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thought about ghost taking soap over his lap during a video conference while theyโre on leave ๐งต
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soap looks over just in time to witness this and his pussy clenches so hard his knees buckle a bit
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BRAT SOAP POSSESSIVE GHOST BRAT SOAP POSSESSIVE GHOST BRAT SOAP POSSESSIVE GHOST BRAT SOAP POSSESSIVE GHOST BRAT-
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@soapspanties
SO REAL OH MAN
ALSO: ghost barely holding back the urge but ONLY cause soap claims to be happy w him, but ghost can see the crack in his forced smile. eventually soap confides the relationship is broken and his alpha isn't the same person he fell in love with and he's miserable-
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love the flavor of soap who's as passionate about being a barracks bunny as he is about the rest of his job, thrives in how his infamous rep for it follows him wherever he goes and gets him whatever he wants, gets him surrounded by sweaty muscular men any night he chooses
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@netcrow98
FUNNY U SHOULD MENTION THAT i oftentimes find myself thinkin about soap gaming and a shirtless simon wordlessly coming up to his chair, picking him up by the waist, taking his seat, and then setting him back down on his lap-
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simon proceeding to whip out his knife and cross the name out himself
@5i2ish
johnny's always been a promiscuous sort of hopeless romantic so it's tattooed on the inside of his thigh near the back, first time ghost gets in there and is kissing and licking his way up, he lifts johnny's leg and pauses as he sees it, staring hard at it
"....who tf is (ex)?"
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gaz makes a batch of these for soap for his birthday cause he's always fucking talking about ghost's cock outline when he goes around in his workout sweats
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ghoap,,
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ghost bending soap over and pussy spanking him as a form of "disciplinary action" send tweet
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-pleasant buzz.
johnny, on the other hand, tries to drink the lot of them under the table, just to show he can. ends up a laughing mess that leans into ghost's side on the couch and doesn't leave. ghost doesn't try to move away or push him off, actually ends up sinking back-
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-being out on recovery leave. he's pretty stiff and wants to ease back into his normal workout, so he goes late at night to take his time and avoid prying eyes. and, perhaps, to run into his favorite superior, who he knows keeps similar hours for similar reasons.
an empty gym-
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-it, the warmth and weight of him, leaning flush against him so shamelessly, so dependently. so affectionate in the way he drops his head to ghost's collarbone and laughs when gaz shares a ridiculous memory from his days back in basic.
at one point, he slides down ghost's front-
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-be, here in ghost's lap, in their private rec room, in a friendly base. unguarded and happy. ghost wishes this could be his life all the time.
johnny seems content to stay there, curled up in his lap, ghost's heavy arm across his middle, keeping him in place.
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-shit, maybe play some cards. price even busts out cigars to share, if wanted. gaz and soap both partake, both cough up a lung attempting to.
since it's just the four of them with no upcoming mission in sight, simon decides to drink as well. not much, just enough to feel a-
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-into the cushions himself, allowing johnny more room to practically lay on him, melting into his side. at some point, ghost's arm comes up to rest along the back of couch, just behind johnny's shoulders, opening the space up to the sergeant even more. and simon likes-
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butcher ghost
This is unironically what it was like working in a deli for 5 years
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-and into his lap, crumpling with laughter and his own alcohol-fueled imbalance. but he stays down there, turning onto his back, and simon can't help but fondly gaze down at him, his free hand coming up to pet at his mohawk absently while he listens to him slur out his cheeky-
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warlock soap making his first pact w a burly, terrifying demon going only by ghost, and paying for his patronage thru carnal consortment. he lets the massive demon have his way w him in exchange for his great power, but soap would be lying if he said he didn't otherwise enjoy it
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-but wrap an arm around his waist, the action possessive, though against no one exactly. he just loves to feel johnny so close to him, so comfortable with him, clearly feeling safe in his arms. and he should- this is, without a doubt, the safest place johnny could possibly-
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simon wordlessly hands him back the glass after a few seconds, and johnny's face lights back up to that brillant glow ghost will always end up trying to enable, even if he probably shouldn't.
soap settles back against him while he drinks, warm and pliant, and ghost can't help-
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-able to mustered yet, sending a jolt straight through ghost's heart. ghost almost forgets to respond to his pleas, too caught up in the sight of him like this- in his lap, legs drawn up, pouting and flushed from the drinks, mohawk slightly tousled from his rubbing against ghost.
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-is nice, but he will always prefer the space with ghost's presence, if not for his guidance and feedback then for his quiet, attentive company. and just as predicted, he finds him there, adding weights to a barbell. so he bids him hello, they chat for a bit about soap's injury-
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@hausofghxst
dude there was this one fic where ghost bruised him somehow and in retaliation soap texted him a pic of the marks and said "look what u did :/" jokingly, but ghost responded by โค๏ธing the pic. so soap gets intrigued and keeps doing it and at one point ghost responds w "pretty"
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๐๐งผ๐
love the thought of ghost and soap being perfect matches for each other in how they relieve tension. could be a lot of ways but specifically i was thinking about tying.
soap loves being tied up and praised, experiencing that level of trust with simon, giving up his-
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-sip. he tells him he's had more than enough for the group of them, let alone just himself.
once shouting a litany of empty scottish threats and physically trying to rough house his drink back prove unsuccessful, he proceeds to hit simon with the most disarming pout he's been-
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this is what he looked like, i was fuckign unwell for the length of time i was trapped inside that store with him
GUUUUYS FUCK I WAS AT THE STORE AND SAW THIS SUPER HOT GUY, he was TALL and had broad SHOULDERS and THICC BICEPS and looked FUCKING EXHAUSTED
i immediately like ๐จ down the nearest isle like a startled deer dkdhskcjdhs
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-and PT plan, and then soap goes about attempting to stretch.
ghost immediately picks up on his struggling (because of course he does) and, ever the efficient one, wastes no time in abandoning his own workout to help johnny get through his warm-ups.
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turns out, ghost was right. he absoultely ๐ช๐ด a man of his word, and soap absolutely ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ need those extra weeks to restore his flexibility....
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-retorts. the alcohol just barely keeps simon from caring about how his actions may look to third-party onlookers.
eventually johnny pushes himself up in ghost's lap to reach over and grab for another glass, which ghost promptly snatches from his fingers, just before he goes to-
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ghost quickly settles down between soap's legs, knocking them apart to accommodate his bulk. before soap can form his surprised sputtering into coherent words, though, simon is spreading his hand over his chest, pressing him back down and keeping him supine on the floor.
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-reaches him.
"๐ง๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ' ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ต, ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ฉ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐บ?"
soap's eyes snap open and he's met with ghost's own dark ones, gazing down at him with a look that shorts his brain out for a few moments. all he can do is nod as he stares back up at his lieutenant. the man-
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forgive me now i'm thinking abt survivor soap keeping zombie ghost in the basement of their squatted home like this, when other survivors try to break in and rob him or whatever, he knocks them out and throws them down there to feed the undead lover he's not willing to let go of
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"shh. just focus on your breathing, sergeant. i've got you."
soap hesitates, swallowing the sudden dryness in his throat before gradually laying back against the mat, willing his muscles to relax and his traitorous heart to stop beating so loudly. he lets out a long sigh that-
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guys if you gotta talk shit abt someone's style, that's ur business. but pls keep it all strictly private for christ's sake. it's not wrong to dislike someone's style, but it /is/ wrong to make those feelings relatively accessible instead of contained to a trusted dm or sumn
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-but come as unexpected. he barely sees ghost's bare hands as it is, much less feels their calloused touch against his own skin.
ghost gives him more light encouragement and soap huffs, letting his eyes fall shut. his expression twists into a grimace-
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-shut as he slowly breathes through the burn in his tendons, brows knitting together from both the pain of the movement and the focus it's taking to keep his wayward thoughts on track.
"๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐ช๐ต....๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐บ."
well, so much for that.
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-as simon pulls his right leg straight, then presses it towards his shoulder, hand supporting the back of his calf. johnny's desperately trying to pretend there isn't any undo heat coloring his cheeks when simon finally gets him bent in half, and that's when his husky murmur-
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-nearly turns into a wheeze as warm hands caress the exposed skin of his thighs, one pinning his left to the floor while the other rests just under the trim of his bunched shorts on his right. it's not that soap wasn't expecting the contact, but....it still can't help-
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-is being haloed by the stagnant glow of the gym's fluorescents above him and the effect is oddly entrancing, making him appear like a mass of dark matter as he blots out the light.
simon nods back, slowly.
"๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ง๐ฆ๐ค๐ต."
johnny lays stunned as simon gradually leans away-
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soap's breath hitches mid-inhale. he may have even made a sound unbecoming of a hardened soldier, god fucking forbid. he's too afraid to open his eyes to check, certain he'll find his embarrassment mirrored back at him through the devious mirth shining in simon's eyes.
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@netcrow98
first time soap realizes this he's ruined on the spot, can't stop tryna get a look every time, even when there's no way to be inconspicuous abt it
simon ofc picks up on it and thinks it's amusing/endearing, lights up a cig, fondles his sack nonchalantly just to drive him mental
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-taking johnny's leg with him. he lowers it back to the ground without breaking their eye contact and gathers up soap's other leg.
"this the stiff one, innit?"
johnny hums in affirmation, the sound coming out less confident than he wanted it to, but ghost doesn't mention it-
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@Serpentwyne1
it takes soap totally by surprise each time, ghost is pretty damn good at masking his emotions, but soap starts to become familiar with the distinct heaviness of his gaze, the hairs on the back of his neck standing up when ghost is looming in proximity. that's what tips him off
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"๐ช ๐ด๐ข๐ช๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ, ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ฉ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐บ."
soap gasps like he touched something hot, eyes jumping open. he's promptly met with ghost's own again, close enough to see their greyish hue, even in the low light. he watches the way they crease at the corners with warmth and feels a-
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-hand still cupping his knee. and then, in a sudden, cruel development, he throws one of his own legs over soap's lax one, straddling it to keep it pinned to the ground. soap stiffens at the position change, mind buzzing with the very obvious shape of him resting over his-
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-as he braces his hand over johnny's kneecap.
"we'll be extra careful, then, yeah?" his eyes are warm and soap is torn between staring back and looking away. "just breathe through the pain, johnny."
simon shifts his hold on johnny's leg, draping it over his shoulder with his-
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-stretching them out far above johnny's head in something similar to a downward doggy style- er, doggy pose- er, ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ, downward dog pose-
"๐ณ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ข๐น ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ด๐ฉ, ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต."
it's murmured inches from his red-tipped ear, and all soap can do is nod quickly-
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and then his legs are being swiftly tucked up under him, the blatant manhandling leaving him a bit disarmed. he lets it happen though, a mixture of shock and interest keeping him from fighting back against it just yet.
but then ghost is leans over him again, and there's-
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-strange tug in his chest.
"๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ." simon mumbles, the low volume of his voice making the space between them shrink. "๐ด๐ต๐ข๐บ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ด๐ฐ๐ข๐ฑ."
the last bit comes out on a gentle chuckle, the sound dark and scratchy and fond as it rumbles into-
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delivery driver soap pulling up to ghost's middle-of-fucking-nowhere, why-do-we-even-deliver-this-far-out-of-the-city backwoods cabin at night
Doordasher Soap showing up to Ghost's apartment to deliver the $80 worth of food he ordered from McDonald's
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-thigh, thick and full, just like those thin joggers had always promised.
he doesn't get nearly enough time to dwell on it, though, before simon's pressing forward again, this time pushing his raised thigh up with the solid expanse of his torso as support. soap's eyes flutter-
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soap and he keeps giggling and smiling the whole time
can i kiss the tip sorry i meant can i kiss your tip FUCK sorry can I please kiss you on the tip okay shit I mean can I please kiss your tip fffffuck MAY I PLEASE KISS THE TIP please let me kiss the tip
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yeah, no, he's gonna' keep them closed, if for no other reason than to vehemently ignore the burning on his face.
simon's practically laying on him by the time the hand bracing his knee slides up and around his calf to hold his-
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-his own chest.
๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ....
soap forces his eyes closed again as he tries to recenter his mind on his breathing and the entire fucking point of what they're doing. which becomes, once again, nigh impossible as he feels ghost lean a bit more of his weight on-
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-close proximity, emphasizing the intimacy simmering between them.
"๐จ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ข' ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ต ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐บ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐บ๐ฑ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฆ๐น๐ฆ๐ณ๐ค๐ช๐ด๐ฆ๐ด ๐ช'๐ท๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ, ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ฉ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐บ."
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-can't seem to get a single one formed. all he can think of is ghost, all he feels is ghost, his comforting, hefty bulk, the warmth of their contact between his spread legs, the distinct, ๐จ๐ช๐ณ๐ต๐ฉ๐บ shape of him pressing filled out and heavy against the crease of his pelvis-
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"....quite the sight when you're like this, johnny."
"sh-shut ๐ถ๐ฑ, ya' clarty fucker."
broad hands slide down from where they sit above his ass, ghosting over the plump globes of his cheeks before giving them each a light squeeze. soap doesn't even try to stop the moan this-
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"good, you should be. i know how to hold a grudge."
"as do i, johnny. but isn't that just another way of sayin' we're men of our word?" with that, ghost moves past him, circling to the back of the machine. "just get through your PT, sergeant. then i'll show you how dutifully i-
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-ankle, the rough texture leaving goosebumps in its wake. ghost gently presses it downwards, pinning soap's thigh between their chests under his own bodily weight.
johnny's mind is blank, or rather it might as well be, with the way his thoughts are flying around so wildly he-
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"๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ช ๐ข๐ฎ, ๐ช ๐ด'๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ. ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต, ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ฉ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐บ?"
he knows he won't live down the whine that escapes him, especially following such a stupid one-liner. ghost undoubtedly did it on-
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-over his trapped thigh.
and ghost is just enough of a bold asshole to turn something as innocent and straight-forward as his PT routine into a borderline conduct violation, soap knows that for a fact.
but then ghost is moving off of him again, leaning back and taking his-
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-him, bouncing soap's leg lightly with his heft to further the stretch. and soap can't help but bite his lip at the feeling. there's ๐ฏ๐ฐ way he's not doing this shit on purpose, not with how the generous bulk of his endowment grinds against him, his thick sack dragging heavy-
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-stretched-out leg with him, like he hadn't just been one deliberate hip roll away from dry humping his favorite sergeant. soap knows he's his favorite, knows it better now than he ever had before, because there's ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ต simon would be so "helpful" with anyone else.
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soap can't fight it anymore. he can't stop the weak groan the motion pushes out of him, or the way he arches his ass up into the heat of ghost's crotch flush behind him, a feeling he's craved so desperately for ๐ด๐ฐ long.
another quiet chuckle from behind him stills-
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-laugh so genuinely before; all he knows is he wants the sound back the moment it tapers off. simon's eyes are bright with both amusement and adoration as he looks back at him, and it warms him from the inside out.
"you're a firecracker, johnny."
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-absolutely no escaping the way soap can feel the entire outline of him slide along the splayed crevasse of his ass. his eyes widen at the sensation of it, he ๐ด๐ธ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด he nearly feels his tip catch on his rim despite the layers of fabric between them, a realization that damn-
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-did his routines. ghost might be tormenting him now, but soap's only got himself to blame for it. or to thank, maybe.
simon lowers his raised leg to the ground before tugging both of soap's legs out straight on either side of him, which seems to signal the-
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