What happens when Ghost hears (M/n) singing 'Simon Says'? Well, he's gonna play with him.
Warning; blowjob, cum eating, overstimulation, fwb au, sub!top!reader, dom!bottom!ghost.
Masterlist.
It was sort of a day off for the Task Force 141 team, they didn't have any missions or jobs they had to do, so they were just chillin' around the base, training or just relaxing and having fun, the new recruits playing outside and being normal kids instead of military cadets.
(M/n) had gotten up a little later than usual, and he was ready to start his day, unaware of what would happen hours later.
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It was kind of a boring day, too calm and quiet, nothing much occurred and by the end of the day, (M/n) walked into the kitchen after showering, his stomach growling for some food, making himself a sandwich, and drinking some water. His earphones playing music and he unconsciously started singing to himself the song that was currently playing.
Well, that's what he thought.
Outside the kitchen door, was a tall, masked man about to walk in when he heard a voice he knew very well.
"Let's play a game called Simon Says," he stopped and looked at the unaware male, noticing the cable around his neck and dangling in front of his chest, following it down to his phone in his pocket, "Simon Says, spread open your legs and put your hands behind your head~"
It was clear to Ghost now that (M/n) had no idea that he was standing behind, staring at him so intensely.
"Simon Says, take a deep breath 'cause tonight we're gonna make a mess~," he turned around with his sandwich in his hand, about to take a bite out of it when he saw Ghost standing by the kitchen door, "Oh, Lieutenant! Didn't see you there," internally, (M/n) was freaking out, almost praying his superior didn't hear him singing, but at that moment, embarrassment filled his body, realizing what song he was listening to and who the man in front of him was.
Simon Riley... Damn, (M/n) had never felt his face heating up so much.
Reaching his free hand, he pressed the button on the cable of his earphones, and the music came to a stop as he stared at his Lieutenant. His... fuck buddy as well.
"Do you need anything, sir?" He asked trying not to stutter, preventing his voice from trembling or cracking.
He watched as Ghost walked up to him and pinned him to the counter behind him, leaning dangerously close to his face, whispering over his lips, his warm breath getting through his balaclava.
"Let's go to my room, Sergeant."
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Pinned to the bed, (M/n) holds onto Ghost's hands holding his head in place, his bigger body on top of his, straddling his hips, grinding their erections on each other, causing (M/n) to whine and Ghost to groan.
Breaking their kiss, Ghost leaned back, his hand reaching his balaclava, (M/n) thought he was gonna take it off, but he only fixed it slightly higher up his nose before leaning down again, his lips gracing (M/n)'s.
"Spread open your legs, (M/n)," a shiver ran down his spine at Ghost's deep, rumbly voice, but as he watched him get off the bed, he did as told, albeit a little embarrassed to do so.
Without a word uttered, Ghost hooked his fingers on the waistband of (M/n)'s pants, pulling them down and letting them fall somewhere near their discarded boots, and slowly he knelt between his spread legs, pulling his underwear enough to free his cock.
He licked it slowly for a short while, focusing on his tip and the underside of it, making (M/n)'s hands pull on his own shirt, his hips squirming a bit in place, but soon, his lips were wrapped around the glistening head, hearing (M/n)'s whine and feeling him thrust his hips up into his mouth.
Ghost took that as a 'keep going', his hands sliding under (M/n)'s thighs to grip his hips, pulling him as close as he could to him, gagging around his cock as he took every inch in his mouth and down his throat.
(M/n)'s hands had gone up to press against his mouth to try and muffle his moans, but as he was about to reach his climax, his hands went down to hold onto Ghost's head, wanting to use his mouth like a toy, but he didn't let him.
Ghost pried (M/n)'s hands away from his head, releasing his cock from his mouth, "Hands behind your head."
Holding in a whine, (M/n) obeyed yet again, and soon Ghost resumed the stimulation on his cock, sucking on the dripping tip and dragging his tongue along the prominent veins on (M/n)'s cock. Occasionally, his eyes would avert upward, taking in (M/n)'s pleasured expression as he bit his lip and gripped the pillow under his head.
Ghost felt his cock twitch in the confinement of his clothes, and he couldn't stop himself from grinding on the bed as he hears (M/n) struggling to keep himself quiet, his hips lifting off the bed as Ghost lets him fuck his mouth, the feeling making (M/n) roll his eyes into be back of his head.
He can't take it, can't hold it anymore, Ghost's mouth feels so good~
He lets out a choked moan, cumming in Ghost's mouth. But that doesn't stop the Lieutenant, he keeps eagerly sucking and licking every inch of his twitching cock until he comes again, every drop of cum filling his mouth. Ghost himself whines as his hips stutter, his cum wetting his underwear like a horny teen, and he doesn't care about that, after all, he's not done with (M/n) yet.
Taking (M/n)'s cock out of his mouth, the (h/c) haired male watches with hazy eyes, observing how some of his cum dripped down the corners of his mouth, and damn, he has never seen something so hot and lewd in his life. He drags his fingers around his lips and picks up the warm cum back in his mouth.
Kneeling back on the bed he takes his shirt off and hurries to do the same with his pants, soon straddling (M/n)'s and slowly grinding back on his hardening cock.
He can't hold back the smirk on his face as he looked down at (M/n), feeling the Sergeant's hands on his hips to stop him from stimulating his sensitive cock. Ghost observes (M/n) disheveled form and releases a low, rumbly chuckle that resonates in his chest.
"Take a deep breath, 'cause..." He leaned down and kissed (M/n), the taste of his own cum making the (h/c) haired male whimper in Ghost's mouth, "Tonight we're gonna make a mess, I feel like playing..." His hand gripped (M/n)'s hair, making the male groan at his rough handling, "A game called, Simon Says."
(M/n) stares at him with wide eyes, his cock twitching as he realized Simon indeed heard him singing earlier, and he seemed to have liked the song.
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