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t4t ghoap w/ dom bottom!ghost and sub top!soap
“please sir, please. i’ll make it so good for you.”
soap knows he’s whining, but he can’t help himself. he’s on his knees between ghost’s thick thighs, had been told to sit still and quiet while his l.t finished up his paperwork.
cw somno w/ trans soap
ghost is finally home from a solo mission.
and he’s greeted by the perfect sight of johnny passed out on their bed. naked apart from the heavy black collar around his neck and the chastity belt ghost had locked into place before he left.
cw dub con, unethical baking and a bit of voyeurism
ghost has noticed that his sergeant has quite the sweet tooth, any chance soap gets he’s popping bubble gum or shovelling sweets and cake into his mouth.
johnny starting a pen pal relationship with prisoner ghost. famed serial killer that was only caught because he handed himself over to police, and no one knows why.
no one even knows his real name, he never gave it and wont speak when police question him about the murders
ghost is obsessed with watching soap sleep, started doing it long before they even got together.
he knew it was strange, and probably wrong.
but he loves to see the steady rise and fall of his chest, how relaxed soap looks in a way he never does when he’s awake.
possessive soap who snarls and growls at anyone who he thinks is getting too close to HIS lieutenant.
being so fucking rude to rookies that talk to ghost for even a second too long. snaps at them to fuck off if they ever even think of touching him
and ghost let’s it all happen
cw ddlg w/ trans soap
they’re both on their sides, ghost barely moving his hips to fuck into soap. not that soap needs it.
he’s lost and floating, can barely hold onto the teddy in his arms. too focused on sucking on the large thumb inside his mouth.
soap can’t stop staring, feels like a woman from the victorian era about to fucking swoon.
all over a tiny slither of pale skin.
if he looks hard enough soap swears he can see the pulse of ghost’s blood in the blue vein that snakes and disappears below his glove.
ghost getting puppy soap one of those ‘i bite’ collars, and other soldiers think it’s a joke. until they say something rude about ghost and it pisses soap off so he bites a chunk out of their arm
they go complaining to ghost and he just shrugs like “did you not read his collar?”
cw baby trapping, manipulation and consensual somno
ghost has never claimed to be a good man, he’s not sure that there are many good men left in their line of work.
the only one he can think of is johnny.
alpha x alpha ghoap where both of their necks are covered in bite marks.
they may not be able to properly claim each other, but they’re going to make damn sure everyone that looks at them knows that they’re taken.
claiming one another in the best way they can.
soap completely naked riding ghost while he’s fully clothed including the mask, trousers only open enough to get his cock out.
ghost is lying back with his hands behind his head, making soap do all the work while he frantically bounces on his dick.
need ghost grabbing soap’s jaw as he’s snarling at someone who had been talking to ghost for too long
people around them think soap’s going to be reprimanded for being a little shit.
possessive soap who snarls and growls at anyone who he thinks is getting too close to HIS lieutenant.
being so fucking rude to rookies that talk to ghost for even a second too long. snaps at them to fuck off if they ever even think of touching him
and ghost let’s it all happen
soap is whining from where he kneels between ghosts thighs.
he knows he should be quiet, he had been told to settle while the older man finished off his paperwork.
but the longer he stays waiting here the more pent up he’s becoming.
i just know that soap looks so pretty when he’s about to cum.
tears in his eyes just waiting to fall, hips giving his own little aborted thrusts to try and push ghost impossibly deeper inside him. all while he’s begging for it.
“please, please. i’m gonna. please sir.”
being sappy and thinking about soap saying “i love you” to ghost all the time
doesn’t even think twice before he says it, it’s as easy as breathing to tell ghost how much he loves him.
and he knows simon loves him back, even if he’s never said it.
can’t sleep. thinking about ghost putting soap in a headlock when they’re sparring, and soap gets so turned on that he passes out because he’s close enough that he can smell ghost’s armpit as he’s being choked
cw exhibitionism, dubcon ish w/ trans soap
ghost is constantly sticking a hand down soaps trousers, into his briefs, and playing with his cunt. he doesn’t care where they are, in a briefing, in the mess, even when they’re in the local pub.
thinking about ghost with clinical lycanthropy. and soap who’s so into the fact that his boyfriend thinks he’s a werewolf. let’s ghost rut into him and bite him as much as he needs like a feral beast every full moon
cw object insertion w/ trans soap
soaps laid out on their bed as ghost fucks into him with whatever’s to hand, the handle of a hairbrush, the hilt of one of his blades. anything ghost can grab.
ghosts dark eyes watching intently as soaps cunt sucks in whatever he gives it.
need soap to rile ghost up all day, touching him under the desk in a briefing. bending at the waist to show off his arse in front of everyone.
and when ghost finally drags him into a dark corner he thinks he’s going to get what he wants. only for ghost to fuck his thighs.
cw breeding kink with cis bottom!soap and cis top!ghost
“oh fuck, sir.”
slick sounds of lube and the slaps of skin against skin are filling the air. soap’s face is pressed into the mattress as he claws at the sheets below him. ghost relentlessly thrusting against his prostate.
just remembered that soap is actually only inactive because he’s barefoot and pregnant in ghost attic, it’s all good guys his ankles are just too swollen to walk so no one has seen him in a while
cw dubcon, t4t, bottom!soap
“come on baby, you can take it.”
ghost watches as johnnys pupils blow as he takes in his new cock.
it had arrived this morning, his precious boy always claims to be a size queen, but ghost can see the fear in his eyes as he takes it in.
cw none? just lazy smut w/ trans soap
soap in ghosts lap as they share lazy kisses, soap in just his boxers and ghost in the grey sweats that had led to this.
soaps legs stretched wide over ghosts thighs as they rut slowly against each other, not even really trying to get off.
“you’d do anything for me, wouldn’t you, johnny?”
and johnny doesn’t think twice before he’s nodding, would do anything ghost asks of him.
“thought so sweet boy. i’m gonna give you a name. you know what to do with him to make me proud, don’t you?”
part 1/3 of a little s*ugar d*addy thing
tags: sfw (for now), age difference, daddy kink
john has long learnt to lean into it just enough when a customer is flirting with him.
tips are shit enough as it is, and he needs all the extra money he can get.
cw nsfw, piercings and blood w/ trans soap
“deep breath in for me, johnny.”
soap complies easily, it hurts. it always does when ghost does this for him. but he wouldn’t have it any other way.
i should be asleep but i can’t stop thinking about it
cw nsfw, tit fucking and a little hint of feminisation
“come on johnny, nice and tight for me.”
ghosts thick thighs are bracketing his chest, big body blocking out any light above him.
part 2/3 of sugar daddy ghost
tags: nsfw, age gap, daddy kink, inexperience
simon can see that johnny is starting to get frustrated.
sweet boy that he is, he won’t vocalise it.
but simon can see the thrum of want burning brighter within johnny each time they meet.
part 1/3 of a little s*ugar d*addy thing
tags: sfw (for now), age difference, daddy kink
john has long learnt to lean into it just enough when a customer is flirting with him.
tips are shit enough as it is, and he needs all the extra money he can get.
thinking about soaps big thighs pressing against ghosts head as he eats him out, blocking his ears so ghost can’t hear, and can barely breath but he’s so lost in soaps pussy he doesn’t care
super hung soap with his fat, leaking cock slapping against his stomach as ghost fucks him hard and rough.
ghost crooning at him about what a waste it is. such a big cock but it’s useless when all soap is good for is laying there and taking what ghost gives him.
retirement is difficult for them both. walked away from the only life either of them had ever really known with great reluctance.
not by choice, but by necessity.
choose to live together. or possibly die apart.
their old bones can’t handle what they used to. it was time.
cw non-con to dub con, drunk soap, bit of somno
soap has been riling ghost up for weeks, acting like such a little tease.
running his hands over ghosts arms and squeezing his biceps when they talk. brushing his fingers along ghosts thighs under the table during a briefing.
cw drug use, dub con, manipulation
“awright mate? was just looking for 20.” soap is trying not sound as nervous as he is for what he has to say next. “and sorry to do this, but any chance i could get it on tick?”
he hears a deep sigh from the man on the phone.
‘straight’ soap who won’t even let his girlfriend put a finger up his arse when they fuck because he says he’s not gay.
little does she know soap’s just terrified that if she does, she would feel how loose he still is from getting his back blown out by ghost the day before.
there’s no heat behind his words though, and ghost knows johnny loves the control he has over him.
but he just can’t help being a brat.
“i don’t know sweetheart, think i should lock you up more often if it means you cum like that.”
some thigh fucking with trans soap for my wonderful love
@SaturnalisG
soap has been acting like a tease all day, he knows exactly what he’s doing. trying his hardest to get ghosts attention on him.
he lifts soaps shirt to pepper kisses there, looks up at soap to see him staring down at him in awe.
“you’re not mad?”
ghost presses another kiss to where their baby is now growing.
“couldn’t be happier johnny.”
thinking about ghost writing poems for soap. the words are stilted, and the rhymes are shit. but it’s the only way he can think to get his feelings out.
still unable to make his lips form the words out loud.
tags: nsfw, rimming, bit of scent kink
“c’mere then, sweetheart.”
ghost crooks a finger at soap, encouraging him to come sit on his chest.
soap should have known what would happen when he had admitted to ghost that none of his previous partners had ever eaten him out.
cw: nsfw, omegaverse, hints of exhibitionism
alpha soap who can’t cum without ghost’s cock inside of his hole.
without that fat knot stretching him open,
can’t even wank anymore, no matter how tight he squeezes his own knot, it’s not the same.
cw daddy kink and baby trapping
soap doesn’t have the best relationship with his own parents. catholicism didn’t exactly make for the most accepting environment for coming out as trans.
it’s a big part of why he enlisted as soon as he could, to get away.
tags: nsfw, exhibitionism, mafia au w/ trans soap
soap shouldn’t like this as much as he does. being perched on ghost’s lap, big hand trailing up his thigh.
he’s been there since they first sat down to eat at one of the many restaurants in ghost’s back pocket.
soap knows ghost is pleased with the show of possession and devotion.
but it’s still nice to get confirmation when ghost presses a masked kiss to his still bared teeth.
tells soap what a good guard dog he is, and murmurs close to his ear that he’ll get a treat later.
tags: nsfw, glory hole, trans soap
when soap admits that he’s always had a fantasy of using a glory hole ghost had balked at first.
the idea of anyone else getting to use his boys mouth or pussy makes his skin itch. he feels volatile just at the thought.
tags: nsfw, trans soap, daddy kink and some father’s day silliness
“what’s this then?”
soap gives a one armed shrug, not meeting ghosts eyes, and pointedly looking away from the clumsily wrapped present sitting on the bedside table.
“jus’ a present for you.”
can see the wetness on johnny’s thighs when he pulls them apart. clearly got himself all wound up knowing ghost was coming home tonight.
he’s missed his sweet boy, and johnny has obviously missed him too. unable to even text each other while he was away.
cw piss, omorashi, daddy kink, dubcon and exhibitionism w/ trans soap
soap can feel how full his bladder is, and can’t help from squirming in his seat.
ghost has been making him drink a glass of water in between each beer, and all the liquid has now caught up with him.
“wonder what else i can do to make you cum like that.”
there’s a dark look in ghost’s eye that tells soap he should be worried. but he’s always willing to put his trust and life in his lieutenants hands.
“mmm, you can do whatever you want to me sir.”
but they both wear them proudly, ghost choosing to wear masks that reveal his neck as often as he can.
so that people know that soap doesn’t just belong to ghost.
simon belongs to johnny too.
but soap is desperate, and when he manages to bully his face into ghost’s crotch and get a lungful of the musk pouring off his cunt he can feel his desperation growing.
his tongue slips out automatically, trying to get a taste through the rough fabric of ghosts cargos.
doesn’t step in, when he knows he probably should. because he loves to see his little pup get so possessive over him.
soap is his own personal guard dog.
ready to tear their throats out if soap thinks there’s even a whiff of danger. whether it’s imagined or not.
“who else would it be sweetheart? you been good for me?”
johnny lets out a gasping whine when one of ghosts hands sneaks between them to rub at his little cock. giving a jerky nod.
“yeah? come on then johnny. want to feel you fall apart on my cock.”
so he takes the key from the chain around his neck, and frees johnny’s cunt so he can give his boy the perfect wake up of his cock sheathed inside him.
doesn’t even bother getting undressed, just pulls his cock free and slides it through johnny’s folds a few times.
cw a small mention of blood and possessive ghost
when he feels like it, ghost will let others join in when he fucks soap.
sometimes the rest of the 141 and friends, and on a very rare occasion the recruits as a reward if they’ve done an especially good job.
before sinking inside him in one steady push, gloved hands running along johnny’s body.
gripping his hips tight enough to bruise, as he leans down and sucks one of his pert nipples into his mouth. teasing it with his teeth, listening to the sleepy moans johnny’s making.
soap keeps going even when he hears ghost sigh above him, it’s only when gloved fingers run through his hair and yank his head back that he’s forced to stop.
eyes hazy and his own cunt throbbing with need.
“oh, johnny. what am i going to do with you?”
it’s when he gives a particularly harsh thrust, and bites down on the nipple in his mouth that johnny starts to fully rouse from his dreams.
“mmm. ‘s that you simon?”
ghost chuckles, kissing his way up johnny’s chest. leaving bruises and hickeys behind.
“can let me fuck you as a start, sir?”
the fingers in his hair tighten as ghost huffs out laughter, but soap can see how dark ghost’s eyes are in the dim light. how badly ghost wants him even if he won’t admit it out loud.
soap is very used to this game that they play.
ghost doesn’t care to hold onto soaps leash too tight. soaps will do what ghost says if he gives the command.
but his boy deserves the freedom to get the pent up aggression out if he needs to.
ghoapifying this so hard
soap pressing his dripping cunt between the gaps in the cage, wiggling his arse to entice ghost. knowing he’s barely in his right mind enough to resist even if he wanted to.
letting out a satisfied purr when he hears ghost growl and sink inside him
now i’m thinking about ghost calling soaps massive dick tiny. saying it’s no bigger than a clit.
calling soap a good boy for squirting when he cums untouched from the rough fucking and degradation.
super hung soap with his fat, leaking cock slapping against his stomach as ghost fucks him hard and rough.
ghost crooning at him about what a waste it is. such a big cock but it’s useless when all soap is good for is laying there and taking what ghost gives him.
as if the order is all it takes, ghost can feel johnny’s cunt start to pulse around his length.
milking his cock as johnny moans his name and cums hard enough for his body to seize up.
voice hitching until it finally breaks off and he can’t even speak any more, can only whine and moan as he milks ghosts cock as he cums. tears finally spilling down his cheeks.
and then moments later he’s begging for it again.
laying himself over ghost’s chest and burrowing down, ready to fall back into sleep.
“missed you. was fuckin’ boring without you.” ghost runs his fingers through johnny’s mohawk. “couldn’t even get off. you’re a right bastard you know.”
soap begs, and ghost ignores him for a while. but he always gives in.
the sick bastard just like the power he holds over soap.
not that soap is complaining, there’s something satisfying about seemingly breaking through the famous ghosts hard shell enough that he’ll give in.
soap bats his eyes innocently as he shifts on his knees. leaning forward so the hand in his hair is tugging hard enough for it to hurt.
sharp pain making his eyes water, but he knows how much ghost loves to see him cry.
“please, simon.”
tags: nsfw, non con voyeurism, trans soap
ghost has been acting strangely, soap had long grown used to his lieutenants hot and cold attitude.
how he would be happy to banter (flirt) back over comms, both of them stepping over the line until price would snap at them to focus.
ghost is funny, and charming. and has butterflies pooling in johnnys stomach every time he sees an envelope with his name written in ghosts chicken scratch waiting on his door mat.
something he’s never done before. the only words when he handed himself over were ‘i did it.’
but johnny is obviously special, ghost must trust him if he’s telling him all of this.
describing how the blood felt as it poured out over his hands as ghost stares at his lips.
puppy soap in rut, desperate to get his cock wet, to breed.
but ghost won’t let him fuck him.
instead he bends soap over and fingers him open slowly, cooing condescending praise about how good his hole as is. how tight it’s going to feel around ghosts cock.
it doesn’t take long for ghost to follow him, hips stuttering and a deep groan ripping from his chest as he fills his boy up.
leaving his cock lodged inside johnny as he presses kisses along the edge of his collar.
and ghost doesn’t pull out, stays lodged inside soaps cunt as his cock softens and leaves his thumb where it is in soaps mouth, letting soap keeping up his suction around it. and watches as soap finally drifts off into sleep.
always fresh marks, because most nights they’re sinking their fangs into each other others flesh to make sure that they never fade.
fresh blood and bruises, can see the possession and violence involved in creating them.
leaning in as close as the guards will allow, big hand resting on johnnys thigh under the table and gripping hard enough to bruise.
half his face is covered in a dark mask, but ghosts eyes and what he can make out of the scars adorning his face have johnny captivated.
ghost eventually convinces him to come visit, and it’s then that johnny realises he’s head over heels for him.
not sure when it happened, some part of him falling even further when ghost describes in hushed tones how he tore those men apart.
ghost delighting in the way that a simple palm to soaps thigh is enough to tip him over the edge, tears finally tracking down his face as he clenches around ghost cock sobbing as he gets to feel ghost cum deep inside him not long after.
initially johnny only wrote to him because he wanted to satisfy some sort of sick curiosity.
but the more letters they exchange, the more fascinated he becomes.
then finally licks into his mouth, showing johnny how much he had missed him with the kiss.
johnny complains when he finally drags himself away to strip off, but lets out a pleased hum when ghost joins him back in bed.
“better make it worth it sweetheart.”
soap can’t hold his excited noise in as ghost releases his hair and stands. big body towering over soap’s, making room for him to slip out of his space under ghosts desk.
he gets distracted putting his harness on as he watches ghost strip.