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captain-mj · 6 months

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May I request sorta feral/primal soap with ghost? Like kink as a way of healing from feeling dehumanized by others.

I hope I interpreted this the right way? If not, just send me an another ask and I'll try again lol

Ghost knew Soap had a rough mission out there. He had been gone for almost three months, far longer than expected.

Simon waited on the tarmac to meet him. Naively, he dressed himself in a sweatshirt and sweatpants. It was rather late at night and he just wanted to see him. The cold started to seep him but he just ignored it.

Soap looked terrible when he first came in but his eyes found Ghost's immediately. His face still had the grease paint and tac gear on. No blood on his vest or dirt on his hands. Ghost could see something off about Soap. He didn't speak much and seemed to be picking at his fingernails out of boredom. Or maybe anxiety. Whatever it was, he had bloodied his fingers.

Ghost asked him if he wanted to sit with him in his room and Soap followed him. He missed something. Had to have.

Soap jumped him like a rabid dog. Primal play wasn't out of the ordinary for them, though it was usually talked extensively about beforehand and always at Ghost's, usually really embarrassed, request. Ghost was always the feral one. The one that Soap tamed.

But Soap was desperate and feral in a way that usually made Ghost's hair stand on end. He hated when people sexualized him. His trauma made being pinned down or out of control hard on him. It stressed him out and usually got him very much out of the mood.

However... Soap was so desperate. He rubbed up against Ghost's back, his cock hard against Ghost's back.

Ghost grabbed him hard to keep him still and turned around. Soap growled and tried to get pressed back up against him.

"Calm down, love. I'll give you what you want."

Soap nodded and swallowed thickly, looking over Ghost's body. He started to grab at him, groping along his waist and his ass. Growls came from his throat.

Ghost knew he should push him away. Soap may not be in his right mind. But the moment he tried to put some distance, Soap looked so upset.

"Fucking hell." Ghost grabbed him and pushed him to his bed. He started undoing his tac gear, happy to see that underneath it, he was a lot more clean. "Calm down, Johnny."

Soap yanked Ghost around and shoved him onto the bed. He straddled him and shoved his hands under Ghost's sweatshirt. Ghost tried to sit up and he got shoved back down.

Soap attacked his neck, biting and sucking greedily. Ghost had to slip off his ski mask because Soap didn't seem to mind just going through it. He kept rutting desperately against Ghost's thigh. His poor love was so wanting.

Soap got him undressed and tried to get himself on Ghost's cock.

Ghost stopped him immediately. "Soap, I'm going to hurt you wai-"

Soap smashed their lips together before spitting on his fingers. He held it up to Ghost who spit on them, watching their saliva mingle. He was quick to shove them in himself, whimpering into Ghost's throat. HIs mouth continued to work over Ghost's skin, eyes rolling back in his head.

Ghost had never felt so turned on his life. Soap had a tendency to get lost in pleasure, but this was something else. He seemed only half sane and more than a little feral.

The moment Soap wasn't in clear pain, he sat up and sank down on his cock. "Yes...." It was the first word Soap had bothered to mutter. He started to rock as hard as he could, moaning loudly. He buried his face into Ghost's chest now, losing himself to it.

Ghost groaned and tried to regain some control but Soap sank his teeth into his pec, drawing a little bit of blood. He moaned softly and turned his head away from Soap.

Soap grabbed him hard and forced him to look at him. They stared at each other as Soap rode him hard. They started to kiss and Ghost felt like his thoughts were melting.

There was just Soap.

He managed to speed up even more, panting hard. Ghost nipped his lip and Soap growled at him.

"Down boy. You can keep going."

Soap nodded and his eyes rolled back again. He just kept going, ignoring when he came all over Ghost's chest.

Ghost bit his lip and groaned. "You're so good. Such a good boy." It was so tight. So fucking tight.

Ghost came so hard he couldn't see for a minute. "Soap...."

Soap growled at him and continued rocking.

"What happened out there?"

"Didn't have you." Soap panted.

Ghost huffed out a little laugh. "Come on now. Couldn't be that bad."

Soap growled and Ghost's cock twitched where it was still embedded in Soap's hole. "Was that bad. Couldn't even have a wank in peace. Kept thinking about you."

Ghost hummed. "Come on. Get off of me."

"Nah. I have some making up to do. You're going to sit there and take it."

Ghost swallowed and Soap faltered immediately. "I didn't go too far, did I Simon?"

"Nah. Bloody hot." He grabbed the headboard. "Take what you need, yeah?"

Soap groaned and immediately started to ride him harder.

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