Im Sneefed To Meet You

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ghost: *being dickish*

soap: mate if you don’t stfu and be nice rn im gonna chloroform you so you take your nap

ghost: that’s why you got shot in las almas, peasant boy.

soap, slamming bleach and rubbing alcohol on the table: you’re taking a nap whether you want to or not.

ghost: oh no. bleach and rubbing alcohol

ghost: wait why are you mixing them, that’s dumb—

ghost, realizing: WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT LISTEN

gaz, whispering: does ghost know soap replaced the bleach and rubbing alcohol with water?

price, also whispering: i’m not sure. i don’t know what’s worse, them fighting until exhaustion or soap threatening to drug ghost.

soap, chasing ghost with a wet rag: COME HERE ITS NAP TIME

ghost, running in circles around the table: I SAID I WAS SORRY FOR CALLING YOU A PESANT BOY YOU KNOW HOW I GET AFTER WATCHING BOOK THREE OF AVATAR

gaz: to be fair soap was talking about wearing a potato sack as a child

price: should we tell him the chloroform isn’t real chloroform

ghost: *sprinting out of the room and away from soap*

soap: *screaming the battle cry of his people as he chases ghost down the halls and around base*

price: …. let them work it out themselves.

(ghost took his nap naturally. soap also ended up taking a nap. the only thing harmed was price and gaz’s sanity)

❝ 𝓨𝓸𝓾'𝓻𝓮 𝓜𝔂 𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓹𝓮𝓼 ❞

141 X M!Reader

Main members of 141 x American M!Reader.

NSFW; Suggestive Interactions between 141 and M!

Reader, nudity segments, male on male intercourse.

Goofy ass Gaz and Soap in this Imao - will also be ongoing, maybe.)

Y - You

SR/Gh - Simon Riley/Ghost.

JM/S - John MacTavish/Soap.

JP/Cpt. P - John Price/Captain Price.

KG/Ga - Kyle Garrick/Gaz

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It was around sunset the next day after the foursome between Price, Ghost, Soap, and you. You were in Ghost’s room, patting his back as he was processing what happened yesterday as he was slowly going from his persona Ghost to the actual being, Simon Riley. You were humming as he just repeatedly kept saying sorry to you as he kept processing the sex and trying to keep himself from either hyperventilating or spiraling into his own mind, you just kept humming along and rubbing his back, being a kind of anchor for him at the moment. You knew of “Simon Riley” through some of Ghost’s conversations when you just happened to be nearby in passing before now, but you didn’t exactly know “Simon Riley”, can’t put a face or main characteristics to such a being. You kept humming, helping the now “Simon Riley” as he was going through a, as you call it, smaller and smaller bubble. You never heard it called “Derealization”, so you call it the smaller and smaller bubble because that’s as close to what it would seem like in your eyes.

You kept rubbing Simon Riley’s back, cooing to him with sweet words and a melancholy smile, just helping him through his trauma processing. He turned his face towards you, you finally got to see him, the Simon Riley that Ghost would always talk about, the facial expression a soft grimace and frown with the scars softly relaxing instead of being taut and flexed like they usually are with Ghost. You looked into the man’s eyes, looking at that little spark of a life within them. That melancholic smile still on your face as you embrace the soft man, his arms gently wrapped around you as his face was lifted up to stare into yours. Your hands rest on his cheeks, you resting your forehead against his, showing that he can be comfortable and gentle with himself around you.

You watched as the spark of life left his eyes, that look of a cog in the machine filling his gaze. Ghost coming back with him rubbing your back this time, he then pressed your backside into the bed as he took over, that immorality that’s mixed with a ‘get the job done’ look clouding his eyes as he begins kissing your neck, slowly moving down until his kisses get to the top of your waist, his hands quickly working on your belt before he continued kissing a trail down your body, his mouth and hand soon on your erecting penis, him kissing it while he strokes it. His eyes staring into yours before he shoves himself fully down on your dick, his eyes still on your face, your eyes closed while your mouth is agape, moans escaping you like a whiny dog as he deep throats your penis. Your hands on the back of his head, your pinky fingers rubbing his ears because of how far you had spread your fingers so that Ghost can deep throat you faster.

Ghost’s callous and scarred hands rubs your body, mostly going up and down on your lower stomach, under your bellybutton before rubbing up and down following your hair trail that starts at the top of your pecs and ends in a large spread once it reaches your waistline, it being around the length of the top of where your crotch hair starts, which isn’t large of a space but still a lot compared to your nearly hairless body, you scored on the genetic lottery on being able to not have much hair but it does suck since you get so cold much faster without the usual thick gear of military equipment. You pull Ghost off your cock, pulling him up roughly with him putting his lips to yours as you adjust his cock, having him slam himself into you. You moaned out, with Ghost taking the moment by shoving his tongue into yours, making out with tongue as he fucks you. His hand vigorously fapping you off while his other hand grips your asscheek harshly, repeatedly slapping, squeezing, and rubbing your asscheek as he just rails your rectum with his girth-y inches of penis.

Your arms were wrapped around his neck and he held your legs as he got up and pressed you against a wall, fucking you harshly but also sexually fueled with how he slams into you but slowly and lustfully pulls most of himself out of you before he’s fully right back in you, balls deep inside your anus while he gently bites your bottom lip and continues to have his lips against yours, having a make out session as he just pounds into you. Once it had been a couple of hours of just lustful and harsh sex, your body convulsed as you let out moans while your sperm or cum shot out, coating Ghost’s pecs and abs with a little shooting far enough that it lands on his face. Your face went red as he licked your cum off his cheek and used his finger to get your sperm off his eye which he then sucked off his finger, him pulling you down by a grab to your neck, his lips going against yours as he makes out with you again before pulling the cover over you and him. Both of you still naked under the cover with his dick staying in you, and whenever you tried to grab your clothes, he’d smack your hand, whenever you’d try to pull his cock out, he’d push you back down on it with him pushing your face into his pecs, and whenever you try to get up in general, he’d just pull you back down and flip both of you around, with him then being on top and you on bottom to where you couldn’t escape the other naked man. His hips pressed hard up against yours as he now keeps you under him, both of you slowly going to sleep with him ever so often moving and with all that work up, as soon as you’re close enough to fading into sleep, you feel his sperm filling you up, your body shaking a little bit as he moves to respond to Ghost’s near sleep ejaculation. And eventually both of you are just a sleeping and snoring mess, mainly just you though since Ghost is a not so much sound maker in his sleep unlike you.

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