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nullwritesmonsters · 7 months

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Frustrations and Distance { Ghost x Trans-masc reader!} MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 18+ ONLY!!

Warnings: Uses afab terms for reader's genitals. Reader is afab and trans masc. Reader referred to as : Good boy, Puppy, Baby

You were on leave, mandatory leave for an injury that had to heal before you were able to return to work. You relished the break until you learned your boyfriend Ghost was unable to get his time off approved and was going to be deployed for a few weeks.

Now sitting alone in the house, you spent the next two months bored and frustrated out of your mind. The house had been cleaned three times over and you were still left with this antsy feeling. So you headed upstairs to your and Ghost’s room, the scent of him hadn’t faded completely and it was the only reason you’d been able to fall asleep these past two months.

Falling back onto the bed you slowly worked your hand down your pants, rubbing your clit and sliding your fingers inside yourself. As much as you worked yourself you were unable to cum, the frustration building up in you even more. You shot off the bed with a growl and stomped into your shower to clean yourself off.

Unfortunately for you, You hadn’t been able to get off on your own since Ghost had left. You tried everything, your toys, fingers, looking at porn, but nothing had worked. It left you a pent-up mess and desperately missing your boyfriend.

Luckily Ghost was getting back from being deployed in a few days. The thought cheered you up but you were still a bit peeved at your lack of release. You’d started to blame Ghost for your issue, he’d ruined you with his big dick and now you needed him to cum. Realistically you knew it wasn’t that (probably) but it was still easier to blame him for it.

You stepped out of the shower and decided to get started on dinner, might as well since you didn’t have anything better to do. Or you would’ve had the doorbell not rung. You slipped downstairs and headed for the door, opening it to see Ghost standing outside with his bag.

You stared in disbelief, He wasn’t supposed to be back for at least a few more days! You surged forward with a laugh, wrapping your arms around his neck and dragging him into a hug. “Simon you’re back! I thought you were gone for a few more days?” You asked staring up at him. Ghost smiled down at you and kissed the tip of your nose.

“We got back early, I got my leave approved finally so I’m home for a bit” He explained. You were really glad he was back, but another more petty part was still peeved that you hadn’t gotten off in two months.

Your demeanor changed as you pulled away, walking back into the house with a huff. “About time, You should’ve gotten it earlier” You grumble at Ghost, leaving him confused.

The blonde walks inside with a frown and shakes his head. “Hey, what’s the deal? Why are you mad at me?”

“I haven’t cum in seven weeks Ghost!” You snap at him, whirling around to face the taller man. Ghost blinks at you and sets his bag down on the kitchen table.

“But you have toys and stuff?” He asks slightly confused. You roll your eyes and fold your arms, looking away with a blush. “I couldn’t finish, it’s… it’s not the same without you” Ghost chuckles deeply and steps behind you, gently guiding you by the hips as you continue to complain without noticing what he’s doing. You barely hear the sound of his belt unbuckling as you continue to rant “You ruined me, Nothing worked, not my toys or my fingers, I can only- oh!”

In one smooth motion, Ghost pulls your shorts down and slides into your dripping pussy. He chuckles deeply and presses a kiss to your neck “That better baby? Don’t worry, I’ll make it up to you”

Ghost gently folds you over the dining room table and grinds his hips into you in slow, dirty circles. His thick girth spreads you open, the head bumping against your cervix with every deep grind. You’re speechless as he continues to rock into you, the feeling of him inside you is almost overwhelming from how long it’s been.

You inhale a choked breath and moan, drawn out and breathy when Ghost thrusts into you. He pulls back and begins to slowly press in and out. You feel his smirk on your throat and if you weren’t paralyzed with pleasure you’d wipe it off his face. “Simon!” You whine the other man’s name, tears already gathering in the corners of your eyes.

Your brain turns to mush when Ghost brings his hand between your legs and rubs gently on your clit, his gloved hand giving you much-needed friction on the bud. You clench around him with a gasp and rock into the rough feeling of his glove on you. “Oh that’s it baby, I’ll give you what you need” He coo’s into your ear, rocking deep into you.

You shiver against him, thankful for the table underneath you holding up your weight. You’re not sure if you’d be able to stand on your own with how much your legs are shaking. “Simon!” You whine, grabbing onto his forearms as he leans over your back. He lets out a huff and buries his face in your hair, starting to move faster.

You squeeze around him and your breath hitches as his hips piston into yours, his fingers rubbing against your clit. You gasp out your name as you reach your peak, a broken moan leaving your lips as you cum around him.

Ghost eases you through it, rolling his hips and playing with your clit. You squirm underneath him at the overstimulation but he keeps a firm grip on your hips. He presses a kiss to your cheek and pants into your ear.

“Good job puppy, gonna make you cum on my cock again yeah? Want you screaming and crying on my dick while I pump a load into you” He whispers into your ear and heat coils in your stomach again.

Ghost growls softly as he begins to pick up the pace again. You can feel him throbbing inside, the strong pulses against your inner walls. He aims his hips to the spot that makes you see stars and bullies it. You cum again, whiting out for a moment as Ghost continues to slam into you.

When you come to Ghost is panting roughly into your neck, teeth grazing your throat. He pulls away with a grunt and hikes your leg up onto the table. “Roll over, I want to see your face” He pleads, voice rough and desperate.

You flip over onto your back and stare up at your boyfriend. He’s flushed and sweaty with an adoring look on his face. He swallows as he meets your eyes, his brown eyes dark and hungry as he scans over your fucked out expression.

He leans in and kisses you softly, a hard switch from the rough and dirty way he was fucking you just a moment ago. You card your hand through his hand and arch into the kiss, closing your eyes and sinking into the feeling. Ghost licks your lips and rests his forehead on your collarbone as he presses the tip to your entrance.

The taller man pushes in, head catching on your inner ring as he slides in. He presses a kiss on your inner thigh and rubs circles into your skin with his thumb. Your head falls back against the table as he sinks in fully, hips pressed flush to yours. “Perfect for me love, Only I get to have you like this… You’re mine” He growls against your lips and then starts to move.

Ghost sets a punishing pace as he trails kisses up your chest, hands gripped tightly to your hips as he pounds into you. The table creaks with each thrust and you sob as each movement brushes against your g-spot.

Ghost grunts, eyes clenched shut and teeth gritted as he chases your releases. He cracks open his eyes and moans at the sight of you underneath him. “Oh fuck, that’s it puppy. Come on, cum for me, I wanna see that pretty pussy squirt. Fuck, you always look so good with my cum dripping out of you. My good boy” He praises, fingers coming back to find your clit while the other presses down on your stomach.

You shriek with pleasure and babble a mixture of swears and Ghost’s name. Your body arches sharply off the table with a loud moan as the tension in your stomach snaps. “Simon I’m close! Oh fuck, fuck fuck!”

You shake as your third orgasm hits you like a train. Your release sprays against Ghost and drips down your thighs, warm and sticky. He groans as you clench down on him and leans down, biting into your neck as he reaches his peak.

His hips stutter as he pumps his load into you, thick ropes of cum splash against your walls as he grinds into you. Ghost braces himself over your body, staring into your eyes as he fills you with his spend.

He pants softly and brushes hair out of your face, his other hand dropping from your legs hooked over his shoulders. He kisses you, slow and drawn out as he pulls out. You hiss at the overstimulation, looking down to see your pussy puffy and red. You and Ghost’s cum drip out slowly between your folds and onto the dining room table.

Ghost dips his fingers down and swipes it up, sucking the mixture off his fingers with a grin. He swallows it and finally lets your legs drop from his shoulder. You sit up and lean against his chest, feeling hazy and fucked stupid. Ghost notices your expression and coo’s at you, petting your hair and kissing your forehead. “There we go, my little pup cum drunk from my cock, just how he should be”

You whine at his words but it’s true, this is your favorite feeling in the entire world. He scoops you up and walks over to the kitchen counter, grabbing a towel and wetting it with warm water. Ghost cleans you up gently, pressing soft kisses to your temples. He sets you down on the couch, shusing you when you whine as he leaves you.

You assume he’s cleaning off the table and it’s not long until Ghost is back at your side. He slips your shorts and underwear back on and pulls you into his lap. You both recline down the length of the couch. Ghost rubs your thighs absentmindedly as you both calm down. He nuzzles into your hair and squeezes his arms around you.

“I missed you so much when I was gone. I’m not used to you being gone on the field” Ghost admits, hugging you tighter to his chest. You smile up at him and cup his jaw “Me too, it’s not the same when you’re not here either”

Ghost leans into the touch and sighs “But if the sex is that good every time we’re separated I might ask for less leave” He grins down at you, yelping when you smack his shoulder. He chuckles at your pout and tilts your chin up, kissing you. He stares into your eyes and caresses your cheek. “I love you”

You melt at the words no matter how many times Ghost has said them by now. You sit up and press a light kiss to the man’s jaw, peppering light ones across the scars on his face. “I love you too”

Ghost blushes and you laugh at his reaction. He rolls his eyes at you but pulls you closer. The two of you settled in together on the couch, everything was perfect now that you were side by side. You closed your eyes and basked in the sensation of Ghost’s love.

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the-ace-with-spades · 2 months

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So, I imagine that Soap is around 5'11, which is not short at all, even if it seems so if you look at the people he works with.

However, from his whole family, he is the tallest.

His da is 5'8, his brother is 5'9, his sisters are 5'2 and 5'3 and his mam is 5' nothing. To his family, Johnny is not only tall but also overgrown.

(This is also why entering the military was a shock to the system --- Soap was used to being pretty tall if not the tallest person around and then boom, he's smol)

The first time Soap takes Ghost to his family home, he is instantly named a giant. Literally, his mam when she sees him says something along the lines of 'and I thought my boy was a giant' and his da makes the typical joke of 'what does the army feed you?' and one of Soap's sister says she 'woulda climb him like a tree too if she had the chance' and his brother goes all 'was gonna give the fella a shovel talk but I think he's too big too bury by myself any case'. Soap is so embarrassed by them but Ghost is awkwardly shy anytime his height is pointed out.

On top of it, he tries to help Soap's mam in the kitchen (I like to think he likes to cook) and there is the comical image of her, standing there tiny at 5'0 and Ghost towering over her at 6'3 or 6'4 (Soap's not sure, Simon slouches often) and trailing behind her as she orders him around. There's literally a moment when she goes to grab herself a step ladder to reach something on the top shelf and Ghost just stretches his arm a bit and gets it for her. She might or might not ask if he can dust the cobwebs from the corners of the ceilings she can't reach herself. (Ghost dusts the cobwebs, duh, even if Johnny can't snicker at him enough).

Johnny's brother uses Ghost's height to make his kid eat his veggies, 'if you eat your veggies, you're going to grow as tall as him'. Ghost goes along with it.

The kids in general treat him like a walking jungle gym --- especially because he's not only tall but also strong enough to function as a walking jungle gym. One of Soap's nieces who used to love piggyback rides from him now insists Ghost has to be the one because he makes her feel taller than Soap does.

They're supposed to sleep in Soap's childhood bedroom and Soap's da brings in an ottoman and a couple of pillows so Ghost's feet 'don't stick out'. Soap laughs it off until he realizes that Ghost's feet would, in fact, stick out from his tiny double bed if he slept straightened out.

#i could go on #but ill leave it here #this was inspired by my nan finisng out my partner is 6'4 and saying 'he'll have to sort out her wardrobe top mess' for her #ghostsoap #ghoap #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #cod #q #op #charlie writes

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