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MINE Fandom: Call of Duty Characters: Ghost x GN!Reader Warnings: Swearing, possessive Ghost, teasing, brat-taming(ish?), balaclava kisses and kissing. A/N: This is for Sky and galaxy full of shining little stars. Love you! <3

I was inspired to write this by Sky's TT videos. And yes, I have his permission to write and publish this. :)

Enjoy!

"Stop that." A mischievous smile lit up your face when you heard his familiar voice behind you. The club's bass thumped through the walls, setting the rhythm for the night. The beat was almost hypnotic, taking over you as you let your hips sway almost in seductive way, not caring about Ghost or his demand. But you could feel a pair of intense brown eyes staring at you, gaze so intense it almost burned your skin.

His gaze followed your every move, his jaw clenching under that skull-printed balaclava - a silent signal that your teasing was working its magic, just as you wanted. The music's tempting rhythm encouraged you to move more, your hips swaying in a way that left little to the imagination. Ghost's eyes tracked your every motion, a mixture of warning and raw desire in his gaze.

"Stop that," Ghost's voice rumbled again above the music, his eyes narrowing at your provocative ways. You chuckled, turning to face him with a teasing glint. The air between you crackled with anticipation as his blue eyes met yours.

"Or what?" you challenged, voice barely audible over the thumping bass. Ghost's expression darkened, a possessive edge taking over. He was not going to let you act like a brat in public. Actions have consequences, as he liked to remind you every time you were receiving punishment for being a brat.

The heat between you and Ghost instantly built up as he pulled you closer, the heat of his body searing through the thin fabric of your clothes.

"Or I might need to remind you who you fuckin' belong to, little star," he murmured into your ear. The intensity of his gaze fueled the fire inside. A shiver ran down your spine as his hands trailed slowly down to your hips.

"You're pushing your limits," he growled, your challenging gaze met with a sly grin. The club throbbed with energy, the loud bass and flashing lights surrounding you. Ghost's hands explored your body, with each touch leaving a trail of fire on your skin. Tension filled the air as he kissed you through the fabric of his balaclava. The thumping bass seemed to synchronize with the rhythm of your heartbeats as you grasped onto him. In that moment, everything else faded away.

Breaking the fabric-covered kiss Ghost's intense gaze locked onto yours, his eyes filled with a primal hunger. “You're mine, little star," Ghost grunted, his hot breath tickling your skin. His hands squeezed you closer to him, so you could feel exactly how he felt. The adrenaline was running through your veins.

A moment of silence lingered between you two.

"You drive me insane," he finally confessed, his voice a raspy whisper as he leaned his forehead against yours. A mischievous smile played on your lips as your fingertips traced a teasing pattern on Ghost's chest.

"Maybe that's my plan," you hummed, closing your eyes to savor the moment. The hypnotic music, flashing lights and the presence of others faded away, leaving only the two of you in your own private universe. Ghost's grip on your hips tightened and you could hear him sigh. You moved your body against him, a small smile playing on your lips.

"You're playing with fire, little star," Ghost murmured, his lips briefly brushing against yours. A playful grin spread across your face. "Mm, but maybe I like to burn," you teased playfully, enjoying how he reacted to your touch and words. Ghost's eyes locked onto yours, amusement and hunger reflecting in their depths.

"Testing my patience here," he warned, though a subtle squint in his eyes giving away the smirk beneath the mask.

As the music shifted, Ghost spun you around and guided your movements. The tempo slowed and he pulled you even closer, the scent of his familiar cologne heightening the sensory experience of the moment.

"You know I can make you behave," he murmured, his words sending a shiver down your spine. You met his challenge with a playful smirk. "But where's the fun in that?"

The chemistry between you and Ghost crackled like electricity and the dance floor lit up like a stage just for you two. His possessiveness and your playful attitude created a magnetic pull that neither of you could resist. The club's energy was mixed with pulsing music and flashing lights, creating an almost intoxicating atmosphere. Ghost's hold on you tightened and you couldn’t help it as you pulled his mask just enough to crash your lips against his. You could feel his body tensing before relaxing into the kiss, as you had successfully surprised him with it. The kiss held all the desire that had been that had been building since the first provocative sway of your hips.

His hand gripped your jaw as the kiss deepened, sending a jolt of electricity through your body. Your hands found their way to Ghost's chest, fingers dancing along the fabric of his jacked. Desire and hunger lingered in the air, leaving both of you breathless. Ghost's hands moved with purpose, exploring the curves of your body as if trying to memorize everything from you. Finally breaking the kiss Ghost's intense gaze locked onto yours. “You’re dangerous, little star,” he declared, the smoldering intensity reflecting in his eyes, leaving you captivated and craving more. "I thought you liked a little danger," you teased amused, his fingers trailing along the skin of your neck. "I do," Ghost admitted, as you leaned into his touch, the air heavy with anticipation. His hands moved lower, as a subtle reminder of the control he held over you.

"But you know, little star, I might need to take you home and remind you of who you belong to," Ghost's lips brushed against your ear as he whispered. A playful grin spread across your face. "And how do you plan on doing that?" you inquired, watching as he pulled his mask back on. He leaned in, fabric-covered lips grazing yours.

"Be a good little star," he smirked, "and I'll show you."

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