UPCOMING SCENE, fanart for my fanfic readerxsoapxghost They are in Soaps and Sgt. Garrick room. Soap is shirtless, Trousers undone. He looks really buff and all and the reader is properly intimated and fucking flushed. Soap is already hard, his shaft poking out of his boxers - flush and leaking onto his clenching stomach muscles.
Ghost: Go sit in him.
You: Sir -
Ghost: Do as I say or i am going to let you undress first, Corporal. Seargeant is gonna learn how to take care of his weapons properly, is that right?
Soap: Yes sir +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
scene from the upcoming chapter of Blue Falcon
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+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Guys, I am trying- though, as you can see (T.T) I didn't get Soap's face right... and let's not (yet) talk about his expression. I migh discard this alltogehter, but wanted to share it nonetheless. Really, this feels like multilating the words I have saved for a later smut-heavy chapter in my fanfiction.
Aaaah the torture of putting ideas in my head into real, phyiscal forms. It huuuuurts. It's just never good enough!
