18+//nsfw//mdni

Chair:

(Part 1 here) | Petit bonus

Soap who doesn't really function like most people. It was something he tore himself to pieces over in confessional, something he kept a tight lid on when he joined the ranks.

But as he's gotten older he's learned to...adjust to it. Shame is a shoebox under his bed he only visits once a month, and to him that's life. Nowadays he's proud about his love of all things sexual and his total indifference to the romantic.

Which, of course, means he's more than willing to help a friend out when you find your toys just aren't cutting it tonight.

Has you moaning and writhing on just his fingers and mouth by the end of it, makes sure to lick up the cum because he knows it makes your stomach twist for another round you don't have the energy for. He's always such a tease.

Afterwards, when you coo at him to come and cuddle, he gladly does so and doesn't feel the fear of a whispered confession between bodies.

Soap doesn't love you, at least not like that, and you accept him anyways. You curl into soap and say he's a damn good friend.

With you, with the team, soap can truly relax. No fear of hidden feelings or supplemented words. When you say friend you mean it.

Every single person on this planet thinks about dark and taboo things. It's literally the most normal thing in the world.

Connection 💬 (part 2)

And a wee bonus about the band-aids on Ghost's arm 🩹

Simons mouth was on your pussy, your spine arching off the bed. your hands in his hair as you grind your hips into his mouth. Using him to get off.

Simons phone then had to start ringing in his pocket. It distracted you from your impending orgasm, causing you to groan loudly in frustration.

You then give Simon a death glare as he pulled away from your wet drooling cunt, pulling his phone out and getting up off his stomach, onto his knees as he answered the phone. "What, Price? I'm busy"

You tune out anything else he says the moment Simon decides to cease your whining by stuffing you full with two of his thick fingers, curling into you.

You swallow and whine softly. Simon giving you a look that stops the whine in your chest. His fingers not stopping their movements.

You try to keep quiet as Simon fucks you with his fingers. And that seems to get boring after a while. Because Simon unbuttons his pants and pulls out his chubbed cock, putting his phone on your stomach and putting it on loudspeaker as he slid into you.

You let out a choked sound as the tip of his cock brushed against your g spot. Eyes fluttering from the pleasure.

Simon continued his conversation annoyingly calm, hoisting one of your legs over his shoulder to get a better angle.

Your sounds were starting to get slightly too loud, and you quickly clasped a hand over your mouth as Simon began rubbing your clit.

Simon began talking about the logistics of some upcoming mission, and you desperately wanted to throw him off his game. So you clenched around him, Simon letting out a low growl.

"You alright, Simon?" Prices voice rang through the phone.

"Fine, Cap. Keep talking" Simon growled, giving you a glare as you smiled teasingly at him. Though when you snapped his hips you let out a small squeak.

Simon quickened his thrusts, his thumb on your clit moving at a practiced pace. Quickly bringing your orgasm, biting down on your hand to silence yourself. Eyes fluttering as you feel Simon come inside you. Simon sighing deeply in relief. Slowly pulling out of you.

"Alright Simon, I'll let you have a second round with your missus. I'll swing 'round on the weekend so I can finally meet her."

⛧°. ⋆𓌹♰𓌺⋆. °⛧

Namely because you seem intent on being a homewrecker whenever you talk to ghost or soap.

Everyone knows the two are married, obvious by the rings they were around base and the multiple recruits who've caught them...sharing some marital enjoyment in storage closets. Despite that, you still flirt with ghost and soap whenever possible, blatant to anyone around.

A sweet "morning, gorgeous." to ghost as you pass him in the halls, giving his bicep a quick squeeze, or a "i like the new cologne, johnny."

New showing them the respect they deserve, practically undressing them with your eyes. Of course, only when one of them alone. No one says anything until gaz finds you and soap sharing an obviously heated kiss behind the shooting range.

Gaz...he would never let soap break ghosts heart like that.

So he confronts you, pulls you aside when you get in the next morning and hisses "the hell do you think you're doing, kissing soap like that?"

Gaz isn't sure what he expects but it's certainly not for you to scoff and say "what? You mean i can't kiss my husbands anymore?"

"....ghost and soap are married." Gaz offers weakly, suddenly confused.

"yeah, also married to me" you say pointedly, holding up your hand with a clear wedding band. Then, you pull out your phone, grumbling "I can't believe those dumbasses didn't tell you."

Which is how gaz gets to see lovely photos of you, soap, and ghost all in the same house. Some professional pieces, but most candid.