18+ mdni !!!!!!
can you imagine the cold, quiet and self control freak lt. simon “ghost” riley being just a dumb dick for you ? ‘cause I can.
When Soap told you that your darling boyfriend was a perfectionist, a control freak who barked at the new recruits for placing their foot even a centimetre wrong, who never missed his target, who has never skipped a day of training and even arranges his equipment in a certain way that no one was allowed to touch- you couldn’t believe him, and soap couldn’t believe it that he could be anything else but that.
Because Simon for you was sloppy, a dumb fuck whose blood flow was more in his lower half than ever in his brain. The moment he comes back from deployment he’s sucking and squeezing you everywhere. As soon as you open the door, he’s grabbing your waist and pressing you against all that gear of his as you only squeal at how fast he is (he’s a cat, canon). Pressing needy kisses to both your cheeks as he whispers several muffled ‘miss you’ and ‘want you’, then pulling your jaw towards him for a kiss that quite literally screams ‘i missed you like hell baby’. His tongue exploring your mouth like there’s gold hidden in there somewhere, and for him, there might as well be.
He wouldn’t leave you alone for a whole day, literally. He wouldn’t even shower if you didn’t join, won’t eat if you don’t sit in his lap and feed him, and heaven forbid he leaves you alone after that. He’s fucking you on the couch, on the bed, the floor, hell he’d even fuck you in the bathroom as you get ready to go to bed. You were just doing your skin care routine, but he says you were tempting him, pouting and caressing your face as you massaged the serum, that made him rile up.
Your hands barely managed to hold the sink as you feel the man thrust violently behind you, no rhythm, no technique, it was purely carnal, purely primal. He holds you by the fat of your waist as buries his face in your neck, taking in the scent of your freshly washed and lathered skin. “You smell fuckin’ divine luv”, he whispers in your ear, as he tilts your jaw up with one hand to show you your pleasure blinded face in the mirror, lips parted and a frown of your face. His pupils are entirely zeroed out on your face in the mirror. He’s making you feel this good, he’s making his girl feel so good that she can’t even speak. It only drives the man insane, thrusting faster and sloppier until he spills inside of you. Of course, he cleans you up after in the bath (again) and carries you bridal style to the bed.
Oh, and on the bed? he’s a starved man. A man who hasn’t eaten for months, the more time he’s deployed for, the more time he’ll be spending between your legs, sucking and making out with your other pair of lips, as if to apologise for being away so long. If he didn’t look up with those love drunk eyes as he sucked on your clit droopily you would’ve been hundred percent convinced that he was with you just for sex. Because the shit amount of time he spent just shoving his dick in you anywhere and anytime for the rest of the days is just wild.
He’d bend you over on the kitchen counter while you cook him breakfast, “What’d I need breakfast for ? You’re good enough”, he grunts as he proceeds to lift you on the counter and eat your sweet cunt out. You can’t even go out without him grabbing you somewhere, squeezing and playing with you like his personal stress toy. You try and push his hand away and tell him stop? You’re just inviting a challenge. He’ll be touching your sensitive spots, ears, arms, waist, neck. Whispering filthy comments as you walk around the shop. Until you drag him sneakily to the restroom to finally him what he wants. He’ll have you on your knees, tears staining you cheek as you try fit all of him in your throat, “That’s it doll, y’re doin’ so bloody well f’me”. He grabs your hair, lightly thrusting in you as you take him in further. He’s a mess above you, a moaning and groaning mess who just can’t ever get enough of you.
In short, the man CANNOT physically stay away from you. So when Soap says how Ghost is on the field, you know that he’s a completely different person from Simon, because Simon can’t last a day without you giving him some kind of a sweet treat :>
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a/n: ahahaha, first time writing stuff like this, hope the public approves.