oki ur wish is my command apologies if its too short or isnt what u were envisioning @cupid-lov
female reader and smut
you were a new recruit at the taskforce. everyone had been friendly to you. price considered you his daughter while gaz and soap were already super close to you. but there was someone who caught your eye the second you got there. lieutenant simon “ghost” riley. tan, muscular, tall, and that gruff british accent that made you wet everytime you heard it. he was the perfect man.
problem? he was quiet, like really quiet, and barely paid anyone the time of day unless he was on a mission. but you, you were too obsessed. every night without fail, you climbed into the vents above his room for as long as you could stay awake, watching him sleep. he scanned the room every night, knowing he sensed eyes on him. not knowing from where. it gave you a thrill knowing he was searching for someone, that all he had to do was look up and see his secret admirer staring at him every night.
of course you acted normal around him during the day, though you couldnt help but stare most times. the problem came one night when you climbed into your usual spot a bit late, the time almost 2 am. you noticed he wasn’t asleep yet, weird… he was laying on his side, facing the other way. you got settled but your foot accidentally hit the top of the vent, the sound rattling through the room. before you could move, you felt a pair of eyes on you, your eyes widening.
“i was waiting for you tonight, you’re late.” he got up, waiting under the vent. “come down.” you trembled as you crawled down, preparing to be court-martialed and fired. instead, he grabs you and pins you against the wall. “try that shit with anyone else and you’d never see the light of day again, you’re lucky im just as much of a pervert as you are.”
the cold wall against your back versus the lieutenant’s body heat pressing into you as he said it made you all the more aroused. “you wanna explain why you’ve been in my vents, dove?” he spoke, his hand caressing your cheek. you stuttered out an excuse, your heart hammering in your chest as you avoided his gaze. “look at me.” you met his eyes carefully, seeing the desire deep inside of them. his words hung in the air as you stared into each other’s eyes. the terror slowly melting into something thick and pooling in your lower stomach.
the fabric of his pants brushed against yours, his growing erection barely concealed in the thin fabric of his pajamas. he leaned down, the dark fabric of his mask rubbing against the sensitive spot on your neck. “take it off.. the mask.” your hands shook as you reached up to pull it off, his sharp jawline coming into view. he had scars along his face, a prominent one along his lip. he was perfect, just as you’d imagined. you caressed his face carefully before his lips caught yours in an abrupt kiss.
your arms wrapped around his neck as he grinded against you desperately, your breath hitching. your legs wrapped around him as he carries you to the bed, laying you down and beginning to strip both of you down. once he finished stripping, he climbed on top of you, claiming your lips once again. you whimpered against his lips as his hand slid down to run his fingers through your slick folds. his fingers stuttered against you, parting you easily. the broken whimpers escaping your throat seemed to drive him over the edge. his breathing was harsh and ragged as he looked down at you. in silence, he slid his body down. he gripped your thighs, his large hands anchoring your legs over his broad shoulders. his hot breath ghosted over your aching clit just a second before his tongue slid through your slick folds.
you covered your mouth, muffling the guttural moan that escaped. ghost just smiled, eating you out like you’re his last meal. he flicked and kissed your clit, sucking like an animal. it was in no time before your juices coated his mouth and dripped down his chin. you barely had time to recover from the aftershocks before he was rubbing his rock hard cock through your folds. he slipped in slowly, one of his hands coming up to cover your mouth as you were fully stretched out. by the time he was balls deep inside you were a mess, your eyes rolled back as he repeatedly hit your g-spot.
by the time he came you had already orgamsed about 3 times. both of you too spent to even function. he collapsed next to you, cuddling up against you as you fell asleep on his chest. you two would deal with the repercussions in the morning…
