okay so little introduction because hello world! you can call me b🐝
not a new ghosty girlfriend but the blog is new! and i note, is a side blog to my personal so if you get a random follow it’s probably me in regards to ghost or anything call of duty. i am also a heavy simp for price 🫣
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if any of the following makes you uncomfortable please don’t follow me because it will be on this blog! daddy kink, age gap romances, jealousy, possessive behaviour that’s not all that i’ll talk about and write, but probably pretty heavily present here 🖤
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warnings: literally no plot, mostly just a little pussy eating tbh, cnc, somnophilia, female oral receiving
note: wrote this a bit ago with no plot really in mind but it turned into your favourite lieutenant sneaking into your bedroom and im sorry it’s short 🙈🖤
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Settled at the foot of your bed lies a Ghost.
Fingers creeping up your sleeping body all snuggled under the soft blanket he was about to rip off.
Your bedroom window shouldn’t have been so inviting. The shadows sneaking within as his form crawled through while you slept soundly, not moving an ounce. Too easy.
You looked so beautiful in his view and he was about to ruin it. Not being able to help himself from peeling off your blanket to reveal that pretty pink nightgown that hugged your body.
Lifting lace, his face was met with an already aroused pussy from your exciting dream, lifting the bottom of his mask just above his mouth to get a sweet taste.
Ghost pressed soft hungry kisses to your mound, taking in your scent that filled his nose. God you smelled so divine and you must have been so caught in that dream.
A few soft licks made you whimper in your sleep, causing a growl to escape the lips of the uninvited beast in your bed.
His tongue lapped at your folds, mouth sucking against that beating bud that sent you deeper into the bed as you kept drifting on and off from your slumber. The Ghost at night waking your core as wetness coated the lips of something starving.
Tongue sliding inside your tight cunt like it was home, deeper until his nose was buried between, taking in your arousal drawn from him.
He loved how delicious you were, sweet pussy calling his name over and over like a lucid dream as you lay there so peacefully. The stalking of his eyes over your sleeping body, he knew what was going on in that pretty little head of yours the moment you twitched under his haunting gaze.
You pressed your thighs together like you were trying to hide it in your sleep, playing innocent to the monster inside him. Knew your cunt was speaking to him the way it was leaving a wet spot between those legs for him to take care of.
Ghost couldn’t get enough. Pulling his tongue to glide back up your folds, taking that sensitive bud and feathering his tongue lightly against it.
Your moaning soft and consistent, hands finally roaming to the feel of fabric at the top of his head.
“Don’t let the bed bugs bite.”
You gasped, feeling the warmth of his breath against your swollen folds as he spoke, wondering just how long he’s been between your legs. You couldn’t muster a voice to respond, barely even awake despite the movements of your hands and the sounds filling the room.
He knew you woke the moment those delicate hands rushed to his balaclava, waiting for you to tug on it.
“Needy cunt I couldn’t wait.” His lips pressing kisses to your glistening core and admired how pretty it looked under the moonlight that crept in from the open window of your bedroom.
Stars danced above your heads while he brought himself closer, blankets and sheets scattered on the bed as he opened you up to devour more. He came in for one thing only.
“How’d you get in.” Your words shaking.
You still felt in a dream, like this wasn’t really happening. Like your Lieutenant didn’t just break into your room in the middle of the night and start drinking life from your cunt.
“Don’t think I can-“ whimpering making his ears perk.
“What’s that little bird, you wanna sing for me?” devilish smirk rising as your chest falls, breaking into a pant.
“I wanna cum.” your breathing shaky, knot tightening in your stomach when meeting his eyes while his tongue latched down to your pulsing cunt again.
His fingers brushing softly against your clit before one slipped around your aching hole. Pushing the index inside he let out a growl, listening to you purr like a kitten as his one digit became two, pussy stretching with them.
Hands clawed at his shoulder and the sheets of your bed while he brought you to see the stars, slowly starting to fall deeper as his tongue and finger couldn’t part with you until he released that aching spot.
warnings: literally no plot, mostly just a little pussy eating tbh, cnc, somnophilia, female oral receiving
note: wrote this a bit ago with no plot really in mind but it turned into your favourite lieutenant sneaking into your bedroom and im sorry it’s short 🙈🖤
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Settled at the foot of your bed lies a Ghost.
Fingers creeping up your sleeping body all snuggled under the soft blanket he was about to rip off.
Your bedroom window shouldn’t have been so inviting. The shadows sneaking within as his form crawled through while you slept soundly, not moving an ounce. Too easy.
You looked so beautiful in his view and he was about to ruin it. Not being able to help himself from peeling off your blanket to reveal that pretty pink nightgown that hugged your body.
Lifting lace, his face was met with an already aroused pussy from your exciting dream, lifting the bottom of his mask just above his mouth to get a sweet taste.
Ghost pressed soft hungry kisses to your mound, taking in your scent that filled his nose. God you smelled so divine and you must have been so caught in that dream.
A few soft licks made you whimper in your sleep, causing a growl to escape the lips of the uninvited beast in your bed.
His tongue lapped at your folds, mouth sucking against that beating bud that sent you deeper into the bed as you kept drifting on and off from your slumber. The Ghost at night waking your core as wetness coated the lips of something starving.
Tongue sliding inside your tight cunt like it was home, deeper until his nose was buried between, taking in your arousal drawn from him.
He loved how delicious you were, sweet pussy calling his name over and over like a lucid dream as you lay there so peacefully. The stalking of his eyes over your sleeping body, he knew what was going on in that pretty little head of yours the moment you twitched under his haunting gaze.
You pressed your thighs together like you were trying to hide it in your sleep, playing innocent to the monster inside him. Knew your cunt was speaking to him the way it was leaving a wet spot between those legs for him to take care of.
Ghost couldn’t get enough. Pulling his tongue to glide back up your folds, taking that sensitive bud and feathering his tongue lightly against it.
Your moaning soft and consistent, hands finally roaming to the feel of fabric at the top of his head.
“Don’t let the bed bugs bite.”
You gasped, feeling the warmth of his breath against your swollen folds as he spoke, wondering just how long he’s been between your legs. You couldn’t muster a voice to respond, barely even awake despite the movements of your hands and the sounds filling the room.
He knew you woke the moment those delicate hands rushed to his balaclava, waiting for you to tug on it.
“Needy cunt I couldn’t wait.” His lips pressing kisses to your glistening core and admired how pretty it looked under the moonlight that crept in from the open window of your bedroom.
Stars danced above your heads while he brought himself closer, blankets and sheets scattered on the bed as he opened you up to devour more. He came in for one thing only.
“How’d you get in.” Your words shaking.
You still felt in a dream, like this wasn’t really happening. Like your Lieutenant didn’t just break into your room in the middle of the night and start drinking life from your cunt.
“Don’t think I can-“ whimpering making his ears perk.
“What’s that little bird, you wanna sing for me?” devilish smirk rising as your chest falls, breaking into a pant.
“I wanna cum.” your breathing shaky, knot tightening in your stomach when meeting his eyes while his tongue latched down to your pulsing cunt again.
His fingers brushing softly against your clit before one slipped around your aching hole. Pushing the index inside he let out a growl, listening to you purr like a kitten as his one digit became two, pussy stretching with them.
Hands clawed at his shoulder and the sheets of your bed while he brought you to see the stars, slowly starting to fall deeper as his tongue and finger couldn’t part with you until he released that aching spot.
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warnings - smut smut smut and barely a plot. unprotected piv, oral sex slightly, fingering, name calling, spanking, daddy kink, age gap probably. babygirl is in her early twenties and ghost is ghost.
a/n - who proof reads so don’t message me about my mistakes or if something doesn’t make sense cause i’ll look at it later. maybe 😅 this will probably have more parts but for now this is your introduction to babygirl and her big bad ghosty 🥰
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“You wanna act like that in front of them again?”
Ghost had your back pinned against the wall, your body pressed tightly to his you swore his heart was beating a million stars. The others were seated at a table with a few empty rounds and all cups half full. Nobody at the table even noticed you and Ghost had left or that your glasses were still overflowing the top with foam leaving both the glass and table underneath sticky.
“Didn’t like the show Lieutenant?” you gave him that stupid smile he wanted to fuck off your face.
Maybe it was the way you were grinding in Price’s lap that finally got you the attention you wanted. It only took him 2 years. Or how you whispered in Soap’s ear that you weren’t wearing any panties under that dress and he repeated it out loud being the final straw to break the camel’s back. Ghost never looked more angry to be left out of your pretty little parade around everyone’s dick but his.
“Sure, you made everyone load their pants just by being a slut at the table but it’s gonna take a lot more than that for me Sweetheart.”
Ghost grabbed your cunt through the opening of your dress and carried you into the bathroom, not even bothering to lock the door behind him. Anyone coming close to that hallway would be able to hear his cock splitting you in half and know what they’d be walking into and he’d have to bite their head off.
Jealousy wasn’t something he ever thought was apart of him like that. Especially with a young pretty girl like you, but you drove him mad. Couldn’t get you out of his head and he tried, knowing it was getting bad when it started to affect his work, not being able to concentrate every time you opened your mouth.
Price started to notice something off, but only making it worse for giving in to you himself as Simon could only sit and watch you tie tongues with the captain one night.
“I think I need another.”
Ghost watched as Price pointed to his cheek from across the table, hinting for you to give him a small kiss. It only made the Lieutenants blood boil that all he could do was sit and watch the girl he’s been obsessing over, go and kiss someone else. Worse was looking back over to find you seated in Price’s lap occupied by his tongue and muffled groans, leaving before he could witness you sit back in your own seat and look for him.
Innocent girl like you, or so he thought. Always pushing his buttons and making him mad and you weren’t even his. That was the problem. Every guy he knew seemed to want you. Making it obvious and watching you eat it all up while sitting in the laps of men he now despised because they had their hands all over you. His. He knew what they were thinking and it made him wanna snap necks even more.
“Don’t like seeing Price’s cock stand when he looks at me? You know what he likes being called? Daddy.”
There it was.
Ghost pushed you hard against the bathroom sink, bending you down while your short dress slid up exposing your dripping cunt. Looks like you weren’t wearing any panties just like Soap announced, not being able to stop staring at your already puffy pussy.
God, you also have a mouth on you that makes him wanna sink his cock into it.
“Don’t fucking call him that.”
He snarled.
“Don’t call him what? Daddy? But he likes it.”
You were just pressing every button. He didn’t wanna know how you knew that about the captain. Little did Simon know, you were joking.
A surprise sting to your left ass cheek had your mouth open in shock. Another. And another. By now with how hard his hand made contact with your skin it would be a miracle if his hand print wasn’t permanently fried into your skin.
“Daddy!”
His ears perked up. You were calling him that.
Ghost quickly focused back to your glistening cunt, taking another moment to stare. He was hoping every drop of you was because of him and not the others. The grip on your hips tightened, playing scenarios in his head about them being the ones making you soaked like this and it only made him wanna fuck you harder, make you forget about them.
You noticed the moment he had, no other movement than his chest rising and falling heavily. His eyes almost looked like they were glowing, wiggling your hips eagerly to get his attention and he growled, slapping that painful spot again harder before spreading your pussy lips with his fingers. Fuck.
Opening you up for his cock, sliding his index in and out a few times before slipping in his middle to hear you moan while stretching you with two digits.
“More.”
Your voice was soft and needy. He wasn’t going fast enough, didn’t know you wanted him to break you in half so quickly.
“More baby?”
Ghost questioned, not hesitating in pushing his ring finger inside your wet hole before noticing the little noises he was bringing out of you. He was bringing you pleasure, not anyone else and it only made his pants tighter, fucking his fingers and curling them inside you. His calloused thumb easily found your swollen clit and rubbed circles, eyes lighting up at the way you would react.
“Yes, yes, oh fuck don’t stop.”
His fingers started to soak, listening to how wet your pussy was. He wanted to take his time with you, pry you open like the last present on Christmas morning, but he was already past that and your sounds weren’t helping.
He kept you still against the bathroom sink while unzipping his pants and undoing his belt. Your head snapped back to look behind you, searching for it. You would never be able to count on your fingers how many times you’ve wondered what it looked like, smirking as he watched you now try and stare.
His hand brought it from the confinement of his pants, long and rock hard. It hung off his body, swaying with each movement closer to your needy pussy. Thick, wider than a pop can and longer than your entire leg. You didn’t know how he walked with that trunk between his legs, but you never heard a complaint.
Your cunt squeezed around his fingers and his eyes blew up, pulling them out after your pussy molded to them. He was about to nudge at your entrance after stroking his cock with his wet fingers, coating the head but you squealed. Holy fuck it was massive. Bigger than most mens forearms and he was about to stuff it inside your tight cunt because he couldn’t hold back any longer.
Rubbing the tip of his swollen head against your soaked cunt he coats his cock with more of your arousal and slowly dips in. The helpless whimpers leaving your fuckable mouth had him trying not to buck forward all at once and just sink right in to watch you squirm, whither away and make pretty noises for him.
“Ghost please.”
You panted under him. His head pushed past your entrance and stopped, leaving you to focus on the stinging pain he left your hole.
He snapped back into reality that this was real. His hips go forward as yours go back both impatiently, feeling all of him at once while your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Fuck you looked so cock dumb in the mirror before him and he started to pound viciously.
“Fuck!”
Ghost grunts, feeling your walls slowly stretch around his heavy cock. He’s never felt anyone this tight before, not even thinking if you needed more time. It was long enough for you to get used to his size, right? You were like a dream that he never wanted to end and he was about to show you just how rough he could get. Your noises and movements made him only go faster, fuck you harder.
You made noises he’s never heard of, only driving him deeper. Ghost had his hands on your hips just about the entire time until you felt them trail up your side, one grabbing your breast through your summer dress, pulling the fabric down to expose your hard nipple to play and squeeze.
Simon was so lost in just looking at your swollen pussy that a condom didn’t even cross his mind, wondering what kind of game we would be playing if you weren’t on a contraceptive and blowing his entire load inside you.
Your hands squeezed the bathroom sink so hard you thought it would have broken from the wall by now. Not to mention the giant in a balaclava who you’ve never actually seen before pound into you relentlessly. You wondered if anyone was outside the door listening to you scream the word “Daddy!” Over and over again while your cunt got impossibly tighter around his cock.
“Fuck baby, never felt a pussy this tight. Being such a fucking good girl for Daddy.”
You almost came from his low growl in your ear, his hand pushing your jaw to look towards him in the mirror. Only looking into his eyes, the only thing you could see.
A wail left your lips, crying at the growing friction between your legs and the desperate need to let the pleasure build and completely come crashing down. Ghost took notice to the slack in your body, hand firmly placing around your throat and squeezing.
“Come all over Daddy’s dick, baby.”
He snarled in your ear while his pace quickened, holding you down while the other plays and toys with your clit in circular motions. Ghost feels you tighten, whimpering for release and doesn’t stop when you death grip his cock.
“Daddy, Daddy I’m coming!”
He doesn’t let up, fucking faster and harder into your pussy while you cry for him to slow down, releasing your hands from the counter to dig into his arms. His thrusts started to get sloppy, bucking every few times until he leaves your cunt gaping, pulsing around nothing, pushing you hard to the bathroom floor on your knees.
Ghost had a perfect angle to your face, stroking his cock against your already open mouth until thick ropes of hot cum painted your delicate face. You’ve never heard him moan and grunt like that before, making your pussy flutter for him all over again.
He pushed the tip of his cock into your mouth, watching your eyes meet his while his head leaned back, your lips closing in to suck any extra cum from his hole, swirling your tongue around it a few times, hand coming to wrap around the base of his cock before he slaps your hand away.
“Fucking slut.”
Simon grinned, pulling you off your swelling knees. He already had the door open, cold look in his eye that he wasn’t going to let you wash your face.
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a/n - OKAY LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK. SHOULD I WRITE MORE OF THEM. DO WE LIKE IT. It’s an introduction so there will be lots lots more. 🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣🫣
Hiii, ugh I love your replies and post 😩😩 can we talk a lil more about possessive/obsessed ghost??? Cause I love a man that is possessive and obsessed with his baby ❤️✨
SUPER LATE IM SO SORRY. LET’S TALK 🖤🖤🖤
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possessive!ghost has his hands on you at all. fucking. times. we love a possessive man.
hates being without his little toy. Aka you bitch
tongue down your throat while his cock spills load after load because that possessive mother fr hates pulling out and he’s got a bit of a breeding kink 😝😝
likes seeing your tummy swell from how much cum your pussy milked from him
let’s be real, we all know the man can’t stand to see anyone look your direction 🥲 dude doesn’t say much but he’s toxic af when it comes to lingering eyes because he’s one of them
your seat isn’t anywhere other than his face or his lap i don’t make the rules
and don’t get me started on him loving when his balaclava smells like your fucked out cunt. that was your dinner and he just made dessert with his tongue because eating your pussy is the best thing in the world
fucks you anywhere and everywhere because he wants people to hear
goes absolutely feral when you tell him his cock is the biggest you’ve ever seen while down on your knees playin with it in front of him
steals your panties every time he gets deployed like the perv he is 😩
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Graves:damn she didn't even have to think about it
wouldn’t have thought twice about it either 😝 like boy bye we don’t need that type of energy around here when we’re getting dicked down by the hottest group of men 🙈
again, sorry for now just getting to this please forgive me 😩😩
Okay but I’ve had this idea stuck in my mind for the past few days.
Reader and price been fucking on the downlow for a long ass time. whole nine yards right?
One day soap or someone idk who brings his fiancé to meet his team at like a party or some shit.
Its reader and they been together for years.
Price immediately knows its the same chick he be sleeping with on the regs
He would definitely make sly comments all night until he takes her aside and basically is hella mean while fucking her, calls her names, brings up her partner yknow the works of daddy price and sends her back to whoever it is filled with his cum and deffo took her panties even tho she’d still come crawling back to him if he didnt
I hope you like it 🙈🙈🙈🖤🖤🖤
pairings - captain john price x female reader & a hint of soap
word count - i will update on my comp
warnings - smut, unprotected piv, name calling, spanking, daddy kink, age gap probably cause i have issues
His eyes fell on you the moment Soap announced he brought a special guest. His breath getting stuck in his throat from the surprise he had seeing you with his sergeant and a rock on your finger.
Your pretty eyes didn't meet his until he downed the newly poured whiskey in his glass. Anger filling his body as the liquid coats his throat, not leaving a burn as bad as this one was.
Memories of you undressing for him cloud his mind before his eyes snap down to Soap’s hand gripping your waist, trailing down back to your ass. His ass.
The same ass he fucks, touches, kisses, slaps. His.
The glass in his hand could have shattered with how hard his grip was, setting it down to pour another straight. He watched as everyone stormed towards you and his sergeant. The same one who would brag to 141 about you. If only he knew who the lad was talking about back then, he wouldn’t have had the same reaction as before.
Never would have told him to marry you.
Gaz patted his shoulder, making the captain look away from you for a quick pause, mind not being able to forget how truly beautiful you are.
“She seems great for him. Really sweet, definitely his type now that I see her. No wonder he was hiding her.”
Price only made a sound, grunting before his tongue slipped as his fist closed.
“Seems like a whore from what I see.”
Eyes fixated on you he took another swig, setting it down on the table to make his exit outside for a cigar before Gaz could defend. Your stomach twisted in knots as you watched from the arms of your fiancé.
Saying a few words to the faces interested in knowing your name, you excused yourself to the bathroom. Your feet carried you down the hall and out the back door to fresh air instead, nose coming in contact with the smell of the man you knew secretly.
"My sargeant?"
John wasted no time, voice ringing through you, his chest making contact with your back the moment he threw his cigar on the ground.
"Your sargeant? like I'm supposed to know you-"
He cut you off, body against the wall of the building before you could finish the pathetic excuse to as why you weren't the one attached to his arm when he walked in.
"Who am I?"
He growled, undoing his belt, unzipping the zipper of his pants behind you before he stopped, waiting for you to answer.
"J-Joh-"
"Who am I?" voice louder in your ear, hiking your short dress off your thighs and over your ass, panties being pulled down to your ankles.
"Daddy!"
You whimpered, feeling the tip of his hard cock being lined up, budding at your entrance. John didn’t like waiting when it came to you, he was never good at that.
"That's right, I’m daddy. And daddy’s fucking angry.”
Price’s hand makes hard contact with your ass. His ass. The one he’s finally touching again. Marking you as in mine.
“And that fiancé of yours, works for your daddy.” His lips press against your neck, nose inhaling your sweet scent of perfume and clean hair. Cock pushing in the same time his hand sneaks over your mouth.
He hears you cry for him, muffled and desperate, sliding his thick cock out once to hear silence, before slamming back inside your tight pussy and listening to you sing to him, legs wanting to cross.
Price isn’t sweet or tender, no he’s fucking your hole until it’s sore and puffy, cum leaking down your thighs the rest of the night while you walk funny. Avoiding his intense stare as you hang onto Soap for help, hoping he won’t notice the change, or the marks and bruises his captain left.
“Make you go back in there full of my cum like a whore. Is that all you’re good for? Not satisfied with just one cock?”
He said through gritted teeth, each thrust seemingly harder than the last. Wanting you to remember this one, out of all of the times you’ve spent with the captain behind closed doors, he wanted this time to really leave a mark.
“Gonna make your rounds and fuck Ghost next behind his back? Should I say mine too.”
For a moment you could hear his voice get soft, hurt even. He now understood why you never wanted to go out anywhere. But the pace of his cock told you he was fucking out of anger, even if he sounded like it.
You stayed silent outside of the whimpers and moans he drew out of you.His cock stretched you better than Soaps. Far more wide, almost beating him in length when he pushed all the way in, balls slapping your skin.
He knew you can’t last long, with how hard he’s fucking into your already spent cunt, there was no way you could last even a fucking minute. So cock drunk on the way he holds you up, gripping your body tightly with his strong hands.
His grunts get increasingly louder, knowing he won’t be able to last as long either with the way your pussy wraps so tightly around his cock like a Christmas present. But he’s not letting you cum.
“I hope you fucking try them, Princess. Hope you feel the disappointment of their cocks as they try and fill you the way Daddy does.”
John says harsh, grunting before he bites on your earlobe.
“Hope you feel the same disappointment I felt when you walked in the room. On his fucking arm.”
His thrusts became heavy, cumming inside your pulsing cunt with hard slaps from his hips, making sure to milk every drop with how tight you felt around him.
Hearing exactly how he made you feel as your whines filled his ears, making his cock still stand as he pulled out, cum still leaking from the tip of his cock. John set your dress back down, holding you still against the wall. Your panties ending up in his pocket.
“You’re mine, doll. Not his, not even with that stupid ring on your finger.”
i think ghost would loveeee to tease babygirl reader about their age gap, especially about how easily it is for her to cum around an older man’s cock aghhh love it
sorry this took AGES. I’m still trying to go through everything in my inbox. It also might take me ages but everything has a draft 🖤
so lets dive in
FRICK YES HE WOULD.
babygirl!reader being an absolute mess under him 😩 girls never had a guy make her cum, let alone multiple times. ghost can’t help but tease her about it when the bed sheets are soaked and she’s whimpering from overstimulation.
And that only makes him fuck her harder, and longer. he’s making sure she knows there ain’t anything that’s gonna be as good as him. his cock left it’s mark and no ones welcome. He’ll rip their heads off 🙈
“so it takes an old guy to make this cunt sing pretty.” he growls in her ear as he pushes in full. making her eyes follow the bulge in her stomach from the head of his cock, few thrusts away from filling it with hot cum
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