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[etherealizzie]

the freaks were at it again and i fear the b hive are just my muses

this is what inspired me to write this blurb btw -- tagging my goats @benjaboyisatwink @hatsbuckets @xenerical

and y'know, ghost should have known better. quite frankly, he should've brought a gun and potentially a grenade, considering where he was going.

in the dead of night in an abandoned hospital because his captain and sergeants were being goddamn freaks again. because his horndog sergeant wanted to fuck somewhere where he'd get his knickers soaked so fucking bad.

well, whatever johnny wanted, he'd get.

it didn't take long for simon to find where these goddamn freaks were fucking, not when the slapping of skin and the moans ricocheting throughout the abandoned medical ward. when he hesitantly opens a creaky and rusted door, he sees price fucking johnny's cunt and kyle deep in his captain.

and god, poltergeists and spirits be damned-- simon needed in. closing the door and watching johnny jolt under price, the scotsman looked at him with a greedy fucking look on his face.

small and greedy, that's all his sergeant is.

simon, ever the impatient man, shimmied his joggers down and getting on his knees in front of johnny. cock leaking and tip smacking on his sergeant's drooling lips.

"open up for me, won't you, johnny?"

and the warmth of johnny's throat, the moan that came out of ghost and the immediate grip on the sergeant's mohawk?

yeah, simon probably should've brought a gun just because the sight of his task force fucking each other senseless is all for him and no one else.