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fallenneziah · 4 months

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I am making Christmas specials now, I got you guys. Inspiration has been low rn.

Trans Simon Riley who got kicked out of his house after coming out, turns to the strip club as his next best option for money. Since sex work does, undoubtedly make a good buck.

Pays for a day, a couple minutes, some stuff, and gets away with it. Until you come in and pound his ever loving brains out. He can't remember how to walk or talk. It feels like he has to manually breathe after you left his pussy swollen and gaping.

Laying over the lounge couch in the private room with seed dripping from his pretty cunt as you get dressed again, telling him you'll forward him the money. And honestly all he can say to formulate words is you don't have to pay as long as you keep coming back.

So that's the arrangement. Simon serves drinks, looks pretty, does his thing. And then you get off work, roll up your sleeves, grab him by the waist and pull him away.

Tying back his wrists with your belt and keeping him pinned as you work him down and melt him, then slowly you force him to the ground, make him squeal for more.

Hearing his pleas as his cunt drips. Pulsing and already numb with arousal. Where it just feels so damn good. Having your cock glide through his folds and push inside him.

He's crying out your name before he knows it, and just like that, an hour of fucking and you leave Simon winded, barely able to string together a thought.

The blaring lights of the club not steering you away from your goal as you walk to the bar, seeing that familiar ass and sculpted soft shoulders.

Squeezing his hips and kissing his neck, and without further thought dragging him away to the lounge.

Simon turns, wrapping his arms around you as you press him up against the wall. Kissing him open and sloppily folding him up into your arms. Pushing him to the wall and then down onto the lounge, eating him out from behind.

Simon moaning and drooling into the pillow along the back of the lounge, legs split, back arches as you eat him out sloppily from behind. Sucking and spitting on his dripping cunt.

Pulling back and watching his asshole clench when your fingers sloppily drips onto the couch as you slide two fingers inside him.

Simon starts to come apart. Melting and struggling to hold on as you praise him for being so pretty, your stupid little slut, looking so good for him. Being a whore.

Simon cries out, gasping and shuddering. You keep him pressed against the couch, smacking his cheek and turning his face, seeing the red tint to his cheeks. Telling him to open his mouth, stroking your cock and force feeding it into his mouth.

Watching tears roll down his pretty cheeks from those beautiful eyes as he sloppily laps at your cock.

"Look at my slut, such a good boy." You smack his face, making him moan. His pussy clenching on air while pressing himself further down on your cock, burying his face against your happy trail.

"Good fucking boy." You reach back, slapping his soaked pussy, making him moan and clench up, shaking with a very disappointing orgasm.

After he slobbered all over your cock, you shove him back into the pillow and start to fuck him senseless. Watching his swollen pussy taking your length.

Hearing him moaning like a slut into the couch, unfiltered, filthy sounds as you take him. Grabbing his hair and pulling him back enough to properly breathe, arching his back and spitting in his mouth.

Throwing him back into the pillow and fucking him until he thighs shook.

Your cock twitching, cumming deep inside his womb, hearing him whine loudly, cumming on your cock desperate for more of it.

But you stop, leaving him spent again, a smile softly crossing his face. Absolutely ruined in cum, sweat and nerves.

#simon ghost riley #cod smut #simon riley #simon riley x reader #simon ghost riley x reader #cod mw2 #simon ghost riley x reader smut #call of duty #male reader smut #dom male reader #top reader #trans simon riley #trans simon ghost riley #blurb

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mactavishenjoyer · 29 days

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Soap:"damn sucks we'll be invisible again at midnight."

Ghost:"I wish you would just say its trans day of visibility like a normal person."

(can you believe they are both trans and gay?)

#call of duty #cod mw2 #john soap mactavish #soap mactavish #incorrect cod quotes #incorrect quotes #call of duty modern warfare #simon ghost riley #ghoap #trans simon ghost riley #happy trans day of visibility #trans john “soap” mactavish

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sabrielmoose · 3 months

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NFSW(sort of).

König is a battering ram fr. Ghost’s hips can attest to that 😳😳.

I NEED it STRUGGLING to fit, for König to throw Ghost into any and every position to try and MAKE it fit. And he won’t finish until it FITS vs Ghost who already came like 7 times and is about to pass out.

#task force 141 #könig x ghost #konighost #Könighost #pushing the bottom ghost agenda ✅#bottom simon riley #trans simon ghost riley #trans ghost #call of duty #simon ghost riley #könig

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8-rae-rae-8 · 2 months

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Agere!Trans!Ghost with Johnny and their little baby <3

Angst upon ye

Simon hasn't slept a full night in far far too long. Then again, with an actual baby and painful *everything*, he couldn't exactly sleep. Johnny could, which pissed him off to no end - but he won't say that, nor wake him up.

The kid had a pair of lungs on them, that's for sure. Waking Simon up every single fucking night. And tonight was no different.

Their little one woke up screaming in the middle of the night. And Simon tried *everything*. A bottle, a change, skin to skin contact, some lullabies... Nothing worked.

So Simon stood in the nursery bouncing the newborn on his chest as the kid sobbed. Himself in tears too. He hadn't had a break. Awake all night, with minimal naps during the day while Johnny had the wee one. He was regressing, well, fighting it. He couldn't regress with a kid in his arms.

He was jealous. Both because the kid had a parent that wanted to be up and caring for them, and because he couldn't relax and sleep like the baby could. And fuck, he was jealous of Johnny, sleeping peacefully and being so *fucking happy* all the time with the kid.

Why wasn't he happy? The kid was wonderful, full of love. And Simon just wanted to ignore the cries while being unable to set them down. He couldn't let the kid hurt like he did. He didn't want to let them go.

But everything was so much. Tears were in his eyes, spilling down his cheek.

"I know- I know I'm not bubba... Bubba would know what to do- 'm so sorry-" Simon whispered to the baby, voice breaking. Simon felt so small. Tiny and useless with a little baby in his arms that he couldn't put down.

Johnny would know what to do. But he couldn't get his feet to move.

Johnny first stirred when the bed got cold. Waking up slowly to the sound of not only their baby crying, but Simon's sad whimpers of his crying. He wishes Simon would just wake him up when the baby cried.

Slowly, he got out of bed and made his way to the nursery. He blearily blinked as he leaned on the nursery doorframe.

"Simon? Darling?" Johnny muttered.

Simon looked like a weight was taken off of his shoulders.

"Bubba- bubba, I tried- I tried everything-" Simon whimpered, looking at the door.

The crying baby was taken gently out of Simon's arms, and he was guided over to the nursery rocking chair.

"Ye did so good... The wee one needs ta cry it out, I think..." Johnny whispered, sitting down and patting his lap to pull Simon in close.

Simon laid in his lap, burying his face in Johnny's neck. The little one eased slightly as Johnny held them.

"it's okay, Si..." Johnny kissed his head. He held both the baby and Simon, even if it was a little bit of a hassle and mess. But he wouldn't trade it for the world.

"'m sorry bubba-" Simon hiccuped.

"Ye did everything right, I promise.." Johnny frowned a little.

"W-why won't they stop crying??" Simon sobbed into Johnny's neck, tugging at his shirt slightly.

"I don't know, lovie... Sometimes wee babies need to cry it out." Johnny tried to assure him. He carefully grabbed something from the side table and put it on Simon's head. Noise cancelling headphones.

It soothed him slightly. Enough for him to loosen his grip and breathe.

Soft kisses on his head and the vibrations of humming from Johnny's chest made his eyes slowly close.

The baby quieted over time, which got Simon to relax more as well. It only took a little for both of them to fall asleep on Johnny. And Johnny just stayed put, happily holding them both. Even if he'd get a cramp later.

#call of duty #simon ghost riley #cod agere #john soap mactavish #trans simon ghost riley #trans ghost #cod #cod mw2 #cod mwii

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doggoboigaugau · 3 months

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09 Soapghost

i love twinknify the 09 ghostie boi 🥹🫶

#09 soapghost #simon ghost riley #johnny soap mactavish #captain john mactavish #09 ghost #09 soap #trans simon ghost riley

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thorougly-melted-brains · 5 months

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Trans Ghost having to go through TSA because they’re flying home commercial. The metal detector goes off and Soap gets super defensive before Ghost waves him off. He tags along as an agent brings Ghost to a private room (r.e. refuses to let him go alone.)

Soap then watches as Ghost pulls a bakers dozen of knives from increasingly confusing parts of his person and puts them in the offered bin. As they leave Ghost nods to the TSA agent with a curt, “Thanks.”

Soap manages to maintain his composure until they’re on the plane before losing it.

#laswell had to wrangle so much shit to let him in an airport #‘you want us to let this man in public?’#laswell: ‘… he has separation anxiety’#simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #trans simon ghost riley #writing #cod mw2

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crowflesh · 2 months

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The real reason ghost wears a mask is because he has patchy eyebrows. He tells people that he got caught in a fire and burned them off but the real reason is that when he was 16, in an attempt to be a "normal teenage girl", he followed popular makeup trends and plucked/thinned his eyebrows and they never grew back quite right. The only person he has ever admitted this to is soap, who promised to take this information to his grave (and also fell victim to the same trend)

#was thinning eyebrows a popular trend in the 90s in europe #no clue #i only know american late 90s-early 2000s trends #anyways #t4t truthing soapghost #trans ghost #trans soap #trans simon ghost riley #trans john soap mactavish #cod simon riley #john mactavish #soap cod #ghost cod #soapghost #ghostsoap #ghoap #cod modern warfare #crow caws into the void

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codenameknox · 2 months

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NSFW

Pairing: t4t John “Soap” MacTavish/Simon “Ghost” Riley

Soap after getting plowed by Ghost in the best way possible: I can feel the pulses from my pussy in my legs

Ghost, propped up on his elbow next to him: That doesn’t sound very pleasant…

Soap looking over with a giant grin: I can make you feel it too

#call of duty #john soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #trans john soap mactavish #trans simon ghost riley

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stannussy · 11 months

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Old Ghost thrist traps. Hs top surgery scars arent that visible but they there are. <3

#call of duty #simon ghost riley #simon riley #trans simon ghost riley #mmhh yeah im gonna take over that tag :3

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divine-draws · 2 months

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ghost who joined the military as a woman. who knew who he was but lived with this fear and anxiety. tried to make up for it by hitting the gym harder than anyone else. who grit his teeth at every “ma’am”. ghost who didn’t start T until around his mid twenties. ghost who REALLY got to reinvent himself once he clawed his way out of the grave roba put him in. his family was dead, and so was his old self.

#idk i love trans ghost SO much but i really need to project harder on him #simon ghost riley #ghost cod #trans simon ghost riley #trans ghost #ftm ghost #cod #fanart #digital #divine draws

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tuberculosisjuice · 4 months

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Soooooo.... I may or may not be writing fan fiction again, and it may or may not be a trans ghost who has a daughter as product of a past relationship.

#call of duty #ghostsoap #ghost cod #trans simon ghost riley #why is that not a tag #soap mw2 #we ignore mw3

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fallenneziah · 3 months

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More 09 trans!ghost smut for my dudes.

Cw: Gloryhole, trans!ghost, 09!Ghost, amab reader. A/B/O dynamics. Blowjobs. Getting to the point where I kind of just want to make a male OC for my little man Riley.

A/n: I bring you more food. *Shakes bag*

You knew Ghost wasn't yours. Of course your side of base had gotten up to some lasting habits the last little bit including marking down those going away for their heats. You had ways of dealing with it. Especially since Captain MacTavish was being handed as many under the table favors as you were.

You didn't mind it. You didn't mind trying to do some paperwork and feeling the intense heat filling the room from under your desk. Smelling pheramones that licked off the paint on the walls and stung your nose.

Feeling Ghost's fingernails digging into your thighs, throat relaxing as he sloppily caught the spit that dripped down your balls with his tongue. Looking up at you as best he could while he pressed his face flush to your groin. Moaning and soaking himself in your scent and your skin.

Ghost certainly wasn't yours. But you had every right to be jealous of him. He was the town whore for his captains and COs. The recruits very rarely got to have any of what he could offer. You were just lucky you were in his roster of cocks to suck when he felt like it.

He was extremely professional off the field. But as soon as he felt he wanted it or that heat set in. Simon Riley was a changed man.

He wasn't one to get embarrassed either. So seeing him waltz into your office was no shocker. Nor was him walking over to your desk, pulling his hoodie over his head, tossing it in the corner of your office and then promptly shoving his face in your crotch.

"Well you're proud aren't you?"

He'd only huff, waiting impatiently for you to give him the word, before you finally leaned back and spread your legs, letting him unzip your pants and pull your cock out. Stroking the flaccid length, pulling up his mask to get his warm mouth over the soft head.

Crystal blue eyelids fluttering as he pressed himself down into you.

Riley was your good boy as far as you were concerned. Fuck the sounds coming from MacTavish's room or hearing him taking a pounding from a second lieutenant he had been avoiding all day.

Today you felt particularly on edge for one reason. Simon's heat would be starting sometime. He'd not been acting well the past couple days so it was clear that you were right. But you hadn't seen Simon since then.

And that made you upset. Knowing he could be in heat and he went to someone else before you.

Your jealousy kept you from doing work, getting up and wandering the halls. Just get it out of you, maybe hear Riley taking it in that pretty pussy.

You walked near the bathroom, hearing the door swing open and a recruit walked out. He zipped up his pants, looking around and spotting you. Quickly he rushed away embarrassed, not wanting to be caught up in whatever was happening.

Odd. You went to the bathroom, pushing open the door and hearing chuckles and groans. Sounds of sex filled the air, the smell of lingering sharp wine filled with putrid semen slicking the floor.

One of the lieutenants saw you, unsure if you would be in on what was happening.

"What's going on?" You asked, but it didn't take long for you to catch one particular scent you knew well. Peppermint candies and kindle staining the walls of scent. Hitting you like a blast of cold air on a summers day.

"One of the soldiers is in heat." The lieutenant said. You saw two of the bathroom stalls open in either side of one locked stall. You knew them well. The inspection team could never figure out what the holes were for.

You squatted, bending down to see familiar shoes and bunched combat pants. You grinned wickedly, feeling arousal stir in your gut. "Slutty boy..." You muttered, standing.

"You know which one?" You asked, knowing they wouldn't. They shook their heads.

You didn't waste any time. You walked to the stall to the right, seeing the kid in there pressing his groin further against the hole in the stall. Breathing heavy past his lips and bucking lightly.

You touched his shoulder, making him jump. "I-I-"

"Times up kiddo."

He blushed, gripping the top of the stall divider and screwing his hips a few more times, no longer able to draw out his orgasm.

A slick pop could be heard,followed by a sharp deep breath from the middle stall. A low groan, and a jostle on the stall dividers meant someone had found their new spot across from you.

You ushered the kid out, sloppily he wiped his cock and shoved it, still hard and throbbing in his pants.

You didn't feel much remorse, closing the stall door and locking it. No one came in until you were done.

You slowly unbuckled your belt, bending down to the hole. "Riley~ you're being a bad boy." You said lowly.

You heard a soft whine, seeing a hand reach through the hole, wiggling fingers. You grabbed it, pressing his fingers to your lips.

"Please."

You could tell he was desperate, the smell was almost sickening.

You pushed him back through, undoing the flap of your jeans and pulling the zipper. You pulled your cock out, slowly stroking it, feeling the veins pop and your cock grow hard just from the thought of his lips pursed around your swollen head.

Pre-cum slowly built up on the tip, and you fed it into the hole, feeling warm breath sweep across the tip. You shuddered, keeping your thumb pressed on the base of your cock. You couldn't see him, but you felt him jostle, his lips brushing your cock, moaning a little.

From the second stall down, someone was having their fun, their cock burrowed deep inside Riley's dripping tight cunt.

Simon took your cock in hand, slowly licking it, lapping at the pre-cum before going over the head. Your cock pressed into his throat, feeling his tight reflexes tense around your fat length.

It was hot. The noises, the groans, the slapping skin and squelching juices. You couldn't help yourself, thrusting forward and forcing him to take more of you, his nose brushing against the stall divider.

He pressed his palm flat on the divider for stability, forcing his throat to relax and awkwardly bobbing his head on your cock.

You could imagine sparkling blue eyes leaking tears down freckled pale cheeks. Choking and spitting up saliva, tongue feeding against the bottom of your cock as you force him to take more like a big boy.

But this wasn't enough. Not for Riley, or for you.

"Come on, you're taking your sweet ass time."

The voice next to you said, a cocky attitude and a rough accent.

"You can wait your fucking turn." You replied, knowing exactly who was behind that door. You chuckled, groaning softly as Riley's lips sucked your cock, pushing himself down, choking and then pulling away. Saliva dripping from his sore, raw lips to the tip of your swollen cock.

"You know, Riley. You're really a slut."

Riley let out a soft moan, his body shaking and jerking as he was taken.

"F-Fuck... Captain please..."

You hummed lowly, urging him back onto your cock. You felt pride knowing without even seeing him you could coax him back to your cock. Knowing that Riley was rightfully your slut no matter what anyone said. "Fuck... Suck it like you mean it. I know you can do better that that." You gripped the top of the divider, forcing your groin flush against the hole.

His warm wet mouth and throat were perfect. Tight and hot. Just for you.

"Good boy, good boy, choke on it, come on, I know you can, you fucking slut, you love sucking me off, don't you, taking my thick cock and letting everyone hear."

Riley batted tears away from his eyelashes, his knees feeling weak as he felt seed pooling into his cunt. He choked, forcing himself down on your cock, tongue lapping at the underbelly of veins as his own orgasm dripped into his messy pubic hair.

It felt so hot. He couldn't remove one more inch of clothing but fuck. This was all he could do to combat that feral little beast inside him that wanted to ride cock until his hips fell off or someone put a baby in him.

Wanting to drive seed from you, wanting to taste it, to enjoy it like he always did. He continued to suck, your hips pressed to the cold stall wall, hearing choke and feeling him swallow. Your orgasm building up, your cock pulsing in his mouth.

"Fuck, fuck, Riley, I'm gonna cum, gonna fill that pretty mouth, gonna make you drink every last drop. God damnit you're a good fucking boy, aren't you?"

Simon only sucked. Kept his mouth going and busy. With one last swallow you groaned, shooting your load in his mouth. His gag reflex went haywire, trying to swallow and coughing on the thick spend.

Pulling away from your cock and choking it up down his chin, dripping into the floor. He panted, swallowing thickly to recover. Your cock still twitching in the hole, leaking the last drops.

"F-fuck."

"I know you're not done."

The other stall door closed, a recruit stumbling out, looking back to make sure they weren't caught, and left the bathroom.

Simon panted, knees shaking. You slowly pulled your cock away, wiping what Simon didn't get and tucking yourself back into your jeans. "When you're done you know exactly where to go."

You fixed your belt and opened the stall. Letting the soldier waiting impatiently inside. You still heard Simon choke and pant, knowing you seared his insides with another imprint. Still your slut, still your hole, no matter how many other men thought they could fill him full. You'd always, always exceed.

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mactavishenjoyer · 16 days

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Ghost:"Oh, Soap definitely has the smaller dick."

Soap, who just walked in:"EXCUSE ME?! At least I fucking have o-"

Roach:"So does that mean y'all slept together?"

Ghost:

Soap:

#call of duty #cod mw2 #call of duty modern warfare #incorrect cod quotes #incorrect quotes #john soap mactavish #soap mactavish #simon ghost riley #ghoap #trans!Ghost #trans simon ghost riley #gary roach sanderson #cod roach

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sabrielmoose · 10 days

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I had the best dream ever and now it got me thinking.

09 MafiaAu w/ Mob boss!Soap and stripper!Ghost

MacTavish who always frequent this one club where Riley works at.

There’s a dancer there called Ghost, who is the star of the show, his performances always sought after, known for both his mask and bratty behaviour.

Of course Ghost had to tease MacTavish the minute he noticed the man watching his performance, practically grinding the pole and making sure to show off his flexibility.

Or bending over way too far for the size of the skirt he has on when serving them drinks, making sure the Don can see the arch of his back as he pours more scotch into the glass. It always leave MacTavish hot and bothered and Ghost with way more tips than he usually make in a month.

Of course MacTavish notices when he’s getting teased and after weeks of the same thing over and over again he had enough.

So the next time Ghost gives him a performance in the private VIP sector, grinding into the pole a bit too much, MacTavish practically pulled him down the stage onto his table and proceeded to bend him over the low table and fuck the brat out of him.

Then he patted the man on his ass when he pulled out of Riley’s wrecked and sloppy cunt and sent him to get MacTavish some more drinks, watching Ghost stumbled away with shaky legs and his cum still dripping out, no longer misbehaving.

(Lmao can’t be bothered to write smut so have that instead. I might expand on it later. If you want to write something about this pleaseee tag me, just so I can read it too lol).

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