#ghostgaz

[mellosdrawings]

Post-OP crash out rkgk

[cod-enthusiast]

*Twiddles thumbs*

Please sir / Ma'am.

I want some more Portal Pussy

Simon has been eating the pussy for 30 minutes now, slow strokes with his tongue. He pulls back everytime he feels it twitch, not wanting it to cum just yet. The poor thing is even more swollen and puffy now, slick leaking down to somewhere he can’t see.

Finally he presses two fingers inside and that must be enough because the cunt convulses around his digits, fluid dribbling around his fingers and he leans in to lick up the mess.

~

“Fuck! Kyle!” His girlfriend whines, hips bucking against invisible forces as Simon makes her cum. Her nails digging into his arms as he hold her against him, knowing she’ll need the anchor.

“Doing so good dove.” He praises and kisses her temple.

~

As the pussy twitches, Simon attaches the disk to the fleshlight, needing a better grip for what’s about to happen next. He pushes his chair back, undoing his sleep slacks and pulling it down just enough to release his cock.

It twitches in his hand as he smears the pre around his tip with his thumb. He’s breathing heavily as the grabs the toy, rubbing the enter length of his cock against the pussy lips so the owner knows how big of a cock they’re about to take.

Hissing, he presses the slightest bit in before pulling out, teasing himself as his cock slips out and ruts between the slick lips again. The next time he presses his tip against the entrance, he pushes deeper. Warmth and slick welcome him inside, milking him in deeper.

“So fucken’ tight.” He curses, holding onto the fleshlight in both hands, either to control how fast or slow he should go, he’s unsure.

He groans loudly, head rolling back as he pushes in deeper. The walls flutter around his shaft and his hips jerk at the sensation. Fuck it’s been too long. He’s already made this cunt cum, now it’s his turn.

There no gentleness as he bounces the toy up and down his cock, going deeper and deeper inside with each thrust. Huffing, he grips the arm rest of his chair as his hips start meeting every downward stroke. All Simon can focus on is his pleasure as he gets off inside this pussy, a milking ring encompassing his girth. It’s not long afterwards that he cums inside it, not caring if this could actually cause the pussy on the other side to be bred or not.

He slowly pulls out his slick cock, watching as a fat glob of his cum spits out of the used cunt as it clenches around nothing. He flicks it off, creamed pussy disappearing and heading to bed.

~

“God Kyle- he-.” His girlfriend pants, body lax against his. “So big… so much cum…” She moans as he pulls off the portal panties.

He groans lowly as he sees the mess Simon left behind. “I’ll get you cleaned up and make you cum one more time for being such a good girl for me and LT.”

[rawme-price]

Rommmyyy the way you draw kyle🥺🥺 do you have any more of him??

I do! But uhhh...they will get sniped by tumblr if I post them😔 heres the only one I think is okay

They're both hard btw :]

[profbuppy]

ghostgaz where theyve worked together before pre-canon and gaz remembers him very very well. big masked manc with a mysterious past and a stupid sense of humor. does knife takedowns like nobody else, like a bird in flight. orders plain coke at the bar and lets everyone believe there's some jack in it. big strong gloved hands pointing gaz in the right direction, barking in his ear like a rockslide. then the op ends and they're back to their separate bases, but gaz hasn't had enough.

he's tenacious-- thats the first thing we know about him! he's wily, a little underhanded, very aware of his charm, and a damn good planner. sticking a tracker on ghost is just a matter of slipping one into a hole in the lining of his jacket (and maybe stopping for a sniff). seducing a colonel or something to pull his personnel file. getting little bugs onto the outside of ghosts window in his dingy flat, into the apartments across the street, a bug tucked into the tattered carpet. ghost finds them every so often, but usually just the ones kyle leaves for him to find.

kyle watching him. watching him sleep on his bare mattress and shower and shave and tug himself off and live off of MREs and takeaway. watches him nightly sort and re-sort his knives, an abbreviated version of his nightly gear check on base. it soothes kyle a little bit when he cant get everything he wants on a mission, to pull up his ghost cam and watch his lieutenant (HIS lieutenant, though ghost might not know it yet) putter around in his little regimented routines. following him around on his errands. stealing his dirty boxers from the laundromat mid wash.

ghost who kind of likes it. ghost who admires the skill and subtlety. ghost who makes a recommendation to his captain for a new foster puppy to adopt.

[silverlullabies]

My predictions for MW4

Gaz’s new boyfriend Ghost beating the shit out of his former manipulative and abusive ex Price

[thegreencarousel]

merry christmas to meee and that one other ghostgaz shipper out there i know you exist

[maladaptivewritings]

Coyote!Reader x tf141

Reader who is Prices absolute nightmare, They have Soap's energy with Ghost's disposition.

Reader who's laughs on field missions gives people a sickening pit in the stomach, not knowing how close they are stalking by.

Gaz who uses reader as a snack disposal for leftovers he'd never eat, this become symbiotic as the reader refuses to buy snacks and this habit soon gets adopted by Soap.

Ghost who see's reader as a more feral version of soap, and embracing it for the better especially during sparring.

Reader who prefers quick ambush attacks, trying to pinpoint Simon's next step. Only to get overwhelmed due to his stature, a human wall as they fail to knock him down.

Price hears it before he see's it, a crisp thud as they make contact with the ground.

Simon's hands were held up as he backs off, He wasn't stupid when he heard a growl growing from your lip

You wanted to rip him apart, and the only thing keeping you from that is how Price's eyes are locked on you.

His intent clear : Choose the next step ever-so carefully .

[thatoneautisticshark]

When Ghost drifted to sleep on Price's bed in the room where they were all hanging out, no one really noticed for a little while.

He'd been quiet today, so no one pushed him to talk, so they didn't spot he was snoozing for another few minutes.

Gaz was the first to spot it, face splitting into a grin as he nudged Soaps leg with his foot to get his attention. “Pstt Tav. Bet ye can't cuddle up to him without waking him.”

Soap grinned ferally, “Bet, ay can totally snuggle ‘im” he stood up, sitting next to Ghost on the bed, giving an extra look over to ensure he was indeed asleep.

He then just layed down, onto one of ghosts arms that was splayed out. Holding his breath as Ghost stirred.

Luckily for him, the lieutenant did not wake, simply rolled over slightly, pulling soap closer, and cuddling him.

Gaz pulled a face in surprise. “Damn … ye reckon he'd cuddle me two?"

Soap grinned, gesturing for his mate to try, as Gaz settled against Ghosts other side, subsequently also being pulled into a cuddle.

Both sergeants had shit eating grins as the snuggled closer. Both in disbelief that this actually happened.

When price finally glanced over, he has to do a double take. “Lads… what?”

Soap grinned “Come on cap! We are gently dog piling LT, aka cuddles”

Price, after a moments hesitation, gently settled on top of them.

Within 10 minutes all of them were out. When Ghost woke, he got a little bit baffled, but simply closed his eyes and enjoyed it.