You Know That Whole “141 Hunkering Down At One Of Their Nearby Flats When Desperate On A Mission”

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sending johnny voice messages while you're lying down in bed after a shitty day because he's deployed and you miss your man, except he's seeing them but not replying, which only worsens your mood.

meanwhile, he's jerking off to the soft, breathy murmurs playing from his phone. he's been so pent-up the past few days, and being away from his girls (you and your pussy) has only heightened the frustration, so he can't help it when the first thing he sees when he opens up your chat are the lengthy voice messages.

when he finally sends something back, it's a photo of him holding his shirt up between his teeth and a hand wrapped around his leaking cock, cum covering his belly, thighs, and even all the way up his chest. just the sluttiest photo you've ever seen.

sorry bonnie, couldn't help it ;) pops up under the photo, and you're just staring at your phone with an unimpressed look as more messages pour in of him asking if you could keep purring in his ear like that; maybe throw in a few instructions for him next time he wants to have a wank (which is probably soon, so get to it, love).

My tattoo artist told me his teenage son came out to him as trans by giving him a bunch of blue cupcakes and a greeting card that said "it's a boy!"

"That's cute," I said.

"It was NOT cute!" he snapped. "I thought he was pregnant."

best friend!simon ‘ghost’ riley x single mom!reader

NSFW 18+ MDNI

You knew Ghost would be upset with you once you returned home. Not just because you had tricked him into coming, but because you had tricked him forced him into babysitting. Your best friend that has always insisted he hates children, babysitting your 1 year old.

However, he decided and stay to help you out. After all, you were his best friend. He would do anything for you. Even if that meant spending time with the thing he hated the most.

Once you were home you quickly made your way to the nursery, expecting an angry grumpy ghost to deal with. Instead you were met with the big man sitting in your rocking chair, holding your little one in his strong arms.

You were shocked to say the least. Not just because of his usual dislike for children, but because you had never seen him so domestic. The look in his eyes was soft, just as his voice while he whispered to your child. “I’ve got ya, sweet thing”

For a moment you stood frozen in the doorway. Not necessarily out of shock, but taking in the moment. It looked and felt so right. It was unexplainable, but Simon Ghost looked like a natural.

Though the second he noticed you his demeanor shifted, back to his usual bluntness. He was quick to get up, gently putting your baby back down in their crib. “Y’re late. Don’t ya dare ask thi’ of me again. You said ya’d be home by midnight”

He would never admit what this awakened in him. Not even to himself. But he could never avoid where his thoughts wandered off to as he fisted his cock, wishing he could fill you up with his cum and get you pregnant again. He wouldn’t just pack up and leave, he’d be there for the entire ride. He wouldn’t mind seeing you sick and swollen (the latter might turn him on) with his child. The thought made him finish instantly, cum spurting all over his stomach and hand.

He might not hate children so much after all.

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This is my first work so…don’t expect it to be good. English isn’t my first language so ignore any mistakes lolol.

im running low in inspo rn i wanna do more soap stuff plz give me ops on his character i need to understand him better x

being happy is so scary because there’s this underlying feeling of anxiety like when are things gonna go wrong. is this gonna be taken from me. chat is this normal

when you married ghost , it's automatic that you're married to the rest. that's why they call it one for one. hubby's friend comes over with just you in your robe, nude underneath, and price needs a little taste? no problem captain hubby, lieutenant's consent and yours is given. soap is drunk and needs help with his boner? baby, im here, it's okay. you assure him while simon watch you two proudly. while, kyle, his big respect to the both of you hindrances his needs. simon appreciates that, big time. at the same time, we're family here sergeant. you nod and brush your palm on top kyle's lap to gently assure him as you agree with simon, yes, that's right. let me help you, sweety.

it's just something to love about the concept of your beefy husband casually fucking you whenever he wants, and letting other gigantic men who are very close to him, share you.

you will live and you will say the wrong things and make mistakes and people will love you anyways.

simon dating a pornstar? 18+

simon got shoved onto the dating app because of johnny, soap would not shut up about it and simon did it. he didnt really use the app for a good few weeks just allowing it to fester and that one bored friday night he went on it.

he got a match, a cute little doll like you giving him a heart eyes text. his texts were brief but yours were suprisingly detailed and funny. the gentleman that simon (sometimes) was asked you on a date.

you didnt open his message for a day or two, maybe it was nerves because dating apps were fun and for your latest shoot not because you were into the guy. and maybe you were slightly curious of the size of his dick. but nonetheless!

you did reply and tell him your occupation, scare him off early. sending that text to him while he was at work aswell didnt help, as a tent began to grow - thank the lord he was in his office.

your first date was at the local restaurant, something casual nothing too special.

it was extremely awkward until you finally addressed the issue of you being a pornstar and he was suprisingly interested in why you do it. once that had happened conversation flowed extremely well.

dates went on like this for a while before the first time he stayed over at yours. it was steamy and passionate. you were obviously good at it and it had him moaning like never before. the fact you could actually take his dick had him fucking you for the entire night. then once more when you both woke up.

he wouldnt say he was in love but when your cunt took his entire cock and came just from his size? he wouldnt deny that he did have a little moment of ‘i have found my soulmate’ so.

you guys started dating, simon struggled with the idea of you doing porn shoots with other men, he didnt care if it was other women or by yourself but other men? really ticked him off.

he brought it up and you very bluntly said ‘well i have to fuck guys so who else? you?”

the next day ghost was on set getting ready to fuck you on camera. anyone on set could tell this was going to be a good shoot. he said his corny little lines before you did too.

simon riley became an overnight success, the camera showing as he talked you through it, fucking you with such lust and such passion. women everywhere were waiting for their turn.

anyway lets just say simon loves his little pornstar but him being one full time wasnt what he wanted but every once in a while he would.

omg imagine soap finding the video and watching it before realising its his lieutenant, i cant

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gaz who learns sign, and never had to use it extensively until he met your daughter. abrupt ending.

kyle’s on his designated leave grocery run, wandering the dairy section with a sparsely filled basket. he’s without earphones, a habit built from military grade anxiety and the ritual of checking his six every 10 seconds.

it’s how he hears the squeaking of her shoes.

he turns. she’s not much older than a toddler, staring at the chocolate milk and grinning from ear to ear. she whips around, but when she finds an empty space behind her, her lips morph into a pout.

the early morning grocery is empty, and kyle can’t help but worry for the small child and the large maze she’s found herself in.

approaches her slowly and asks where her parents are. she stares at him, before tapping her ear gently. his chest swells.

he sets the basket down and signs, where are your parents?

her smile could melt butter. my mom was in the bread aisle.

he nods slowly. that’s not that far away, and she’s most definitely noticed she’s missing her child by now. poor woman.

i see. let’s wait here. what’s your favorite color?

kyle entertains brief and simple conversation, mainly to distract her from her missing mother and the tears that would likely follow. it was a kind of endearing he was entirely unfamiliar with, but experiencing it for the shorter portion of a minute left him disappointed when he saw you approaching from behind an aisle.

it fizzles out, though, when you wrap her in your arms. struck by just how beautiful the two of you were.

you sign with one hand. never do that again. didn’t know where you were. i was so scared.

your daughter points to Kyle, signing, i was safe with him.

he waves sheepishly, before signing, your mom’s right. safer next to her.

you offer him a grateful smile, and speak aloud to him. your voice is as smooth as the milk that your daughter ran for. “thank you for sticking with her. you know sign?”

he shrugs. “a little.”

you nod. “im glad. not many do, must’ve been luck,” your smile softens, “for her to run into you.”

kyle brightens, before picking up his basket. the girl’s eyes brighten, pointing at it and signing wildly. kyle barely catches it, but you smile like it’s easy.

you want chocolate milk? that’s why you went away?

she nods. both of you laugh.

you adjust your daughter in your arms, before reaching through the door and grabbing a carton. the girl takes it and delightedly put it in the basket.

she glances between the two of you, and then turns to her mom and signs,

you’re wearing his favorite color.