Simon Ghost Riley thinks youre cute…like really cute. But ghost isnt the romantic type…hell, has he ever even asked out a girl? but he has time, he just needed to build up the confidence.
That is until his best friend gets his paws on you first. Johnny was quite the flirter. Johnny is like this with everybody, he thinks. What does surprise him is when Johnny admits hes going to ask you out. “Shes set me straight” he says.
So ghost just watches as his little crush gets swooped up by his best friend. It’s fine- he can handle an arm around the waist at briefings or a little footsie under the table in the mess hall but what drives him really up the walls is when theres a rhythmic banging against his and soaps shared wall mixed in with small and adorable high pitched mewls.
Ghost nearly crushes the chair as he grips the edge of his seat. His hands hold onto it tightly, they had to- or else they’d immediately be fisting his cock up and down.
It’s all been downhill since soap and you started dating. Ghost would show up to briefings with bags under his eyes, be constantly distracted, he’d even skip the team trips to the bar. And that behavior doesnt go unnoticed, especially to his best friend.
“What the hell is this, Johnny?” He asks, holding up what looks to be a fleshlight with a sloppily wrapped bow.
“A fleshlight, LT.” he says it so bluntly that youd think he was handing him a briefing memo. “Promise ya it’ll do ya wonders. Get that stress right off’ya back. Just try ‘er.”
What soap conveniently forgets to mention is that this isnt just any regular fleshlight, it’s a magical one that was connected to his adorable little girlfriend. He had bought it on a whim, definitely a scam he thinks, but was pleasantly surprised when it somehow ended up working and he could fuck you 24/7 even when you were out training or on missions.
Soap had his fun, and now he was willing to share- especially with his best friend.
Ghost has no intentions of using the toy. He swears. But his eyes do flicker to it when he hears the familiar mumble of “Ya look so beautiful tonight, hen,” through his walls.
Hes heard that line through these walls more than enough to know whats coming next.
Soap wouldn’t have to know. He could just rinse the toy, shove it back in the bag, and no one would ever have to know. That’s exactly what he kept repeating to himself.
Soaps voice rings through the walls again. “Look at that. Cute little cunny is taking my fingers so well, dont’ya think?”
Thats his breaking point. Ghost swipes the toy, lining it up with his stiff dick. In one motion, he sinks the toy to the base of his cock. “Fuck,” he curses, it’s tight, warm…heavenly.
Hes so caught up in the feeling that he misses the sharp scream that comes from the other side of the wall.
Immediately, hes bouncing the toy up and down his shaft. He swears he can feel the toy sucking him in. He closes his eyes, letting his head rest against the wall as he imagines it’s him who youre moaning for. “Oh god…oh god it’s t-too big!”
He knows it’s wrong, getting off to the sound of his best friend’s girl, but he’s been so well behaved up till now. What was wrong with a little self-care? No one had to know.
But these thoughts disappear quickly when the toy is practically milking him. His fist moves the toy enthusiastically, making sure the base presses firmly against his abdomen with every pump.
His brows furrow, slamming the toy down into him before spilling everything hes held back for the past weeks. He pants heavily, vision blurry and ears ringing. He feels his cock pulsing, unable to stop pouring more and more seed into the toy- so much so that it starts leaking out of his base.
By the time he settles in reality, he notices that it’s quiet. You and soap must be done too. He relaxes, that is until a sharp rap on his door startles him.
“One second!” He jumps out of bed, tossing the toy under a pile of clothes.
He opens the door. To his surprise, it’s Johnny. “So? How was it, LT?”
