A/N: After research, I am rewriting dialogue to be more accurate for their accents and slang and idioms used.
I’m stuck on Ghoap (Ghost/Soap; Simon “Ghost” Riley/John “Soap” MacTavish) in a poly relationship. I don’t know why but I love poly.
(Author is AFAB Gender Neutral with a Midwestern american accent—said to be the easiest one to understand.)
Just the idea of all three of us sleeping in a king sized bed because you got two hulking men and me, freckled, chubby, round tummy, hips and ass, and thick thighs. I am not dainty and they wouldn’t want me any way be anyway, you know?
They love the feel of me against them when they sleep. I’m not always between them but damn does Simon have abs and an ass to have and hold. Johnny had some serious legs that I just want to lick every line of definition and rub myself against as if I’m a cat.
Johnny would let me just lay on him. All that firm muscle under me. I’d end up falling asleep with him.
I feel like Simon is a cuddler. Johnny loves to cuddle but when Simon cuddles, it’s a big deal. He just loves to squish me and kiss my squishiness which was initially uncomfortable and laugh because I tend to be ticklish. I’m certain I’d come to appreciate his love of plump roundness. Johnny would tease me and tickle me. He just loves to see me all flushed and end up kissing me because it reminds him of fun times 😉
We don’t always have sex together. I enjoy watching them together too. God, they’re sexy AF. I don’t understand why they want me. I guess I’m outgoing and they’re kind of weird. I’m told I’m kind and easily accepting of people.
Johnny discovers I love arts and crafts. He buys me whatever supplies I need so I can make it. He will even remind me I said I want to do something and we’d do it together.
Simon and him tend to play video games and board games together, like Risk. I suck at strategy games. They’d teach me but I’m only so good. I prefer chess, so Simon teaches me different strategies and it’s awesome when I finally beat him. Do I best him ever again? No.
Honestly, I moved in with them rather quickly, like barely three months into us sort of dating. We’d hang out together, talk, play games, and eventually fool around. They both very forgiving. Being eating out and face fucked st the same time by them is heaven.
It took some convincing for sex to happen. That was on me. I knew I was screwing myself over emotionally because we were fooling around.
See they were already a couple. We were getting high while I played Mario kart with Johnny. Simon was out doing something. When I won, I leaned over without thought and gave him a peck on the lips. I, of course, backpedaled and apologized. He rolled his eyes, easily laid me down on the couch and got on top of me. “Took yer time, hen,” he said before he kissed me back.
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Johnny can fucking kiss. I never knew it could be so sensual that it makes your toes curl. I kept making out with him when Simon was out and about. I felt guilty. I am not a homewrecker.
A few weeks later—after giving him several blowjob and handjobs with him having fingered me. The man with his hands, fuck—he wanted to kiss me in front of Simon.
“Dude, he’s in the kitchen. Cut it out,” I whispered.
“Wha’? Ya think he donnae ken?” He laughed at me. “Oy, Si!”
Simon walks out of the kitchen and grunts.
“They think ya donnae ken ‘bout me shagging them.” Johnny grinned. Simon rolled his eyes and went back into the kitchen. He looks at me with this huge grin. “Who dae yer think idea it was to go aftah ya?”
My face fell. I looked at the kitchen back to Johnny. He nods grinning. I am in disbelief. I get up and walk to the kitchen looking up at this giant man who is making sandwiches for us. I stand there with my hands on my hips. “Simon Riley, did you actually suggest…” I had to pause to think of the right word because dating wasn’t right and neither was court. My arms fell by my side because I couldn’t think of the right word. As I stood there, he finished the sandwiches. He hands me a plate, kisses the top of my head before replying with “Yep”, and walks back out to the living room. I just stand there holding this plastic plate with a sandwich this man made for me. I was very confused. I came out of the kitchen and awkwardly said aloud, “I am not a homewrecker.” They both stopped mid chew and looked at me with their brows furrowed. “I’m sorry I did all of this as if I sort of was.”
Johnny started trying to talk but got elbowed by Simon who glared at him as he finished chewing. Simon returned his gaze to me. “I kneh wha’ fun i’is to do somethin’ ya should’n. I’m no’ upse’. I never vough’ ya were. Yer our bezzie girl, Elle, ain’ ya?”
I blush. I look down at the plate. My face feels so hot. I have a praise kink. Shut up.
I silently nod. When I don’t get a response, I glance up to see Simon giving me his dom brow. Makes me wet just thinking about it. 😅 “Ye-yes, sir,” I hesitantly reply.
“Good,” he says before taking another bite and pats the seat next to him on the couch. I go and sit next to him, quietly eating the sandwich which tasted yummy. Simon don’t skimp on quality ingredients.
Johnny had a knowing grin stuck on his face. I stuck my tongue out at him for it but he just chuckled. Once Simon finished eating, he put his plate done and took a drink of Johnny’s cup before wrapping an arm around my shoulders and brought me close to him. The awkwardness was quickly gone as I cuddled up with him. I ended up fall asleep on him.
The dumb fucks, to further prove their point but not tell me that, put my in bed with them. I woke up in the night between them asleep without my jeans (I always comment how jeans are not for sleeping). I went back to sleep cuddled up to Johnny and with my hand in Simon’s forearm. She
At some point in the night, I woke up to Simon holding my hands and snuggled against my back with Johnny against my front. First time I felt safe in a long time and felt protected, ever.
I know a lot of people hate loud crowds, but I don't mind them at all. Especially when we are more of a background thing & the shows are unannounced. Here we are playing at a local winery on their patio. Ugh, this was so long ago now.
