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There’s a teddy in Soap’s bed; a beaten-up, old brown bear. Well-loved, if the state of the fur is any indication. Ghost lets out a choked laugh, mostly at his own expense. He wishes he was there, suddenly, wishes he was by Johnny’s side as he walked through the doorway and realised that his childhood room was waiting for him like a time capsule. Wishes he got to see the embarrassed scrunch of his face, the way the tips of his ears would flush red.
Soap has a whole second life, outside of the SAS. He’s got a mother, and a poorly-decorated bedroom, and a bear. All Ghost has is a flat that will be the same it is today as it will be the day he dies, like he was never even here at all.
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The kind of guy who would offer himself up for an infiltration mission with suicidal survival odds is the same kind of guy who would let his superior fuck him raw. The same kind of guy who would rely on the bloody pull-out method, like they’re on some after-school special on public telly.
Soap's probably also the same kind of guy who could be driven to the edge of not caring whether or not Ghost pulls out at all.
If Ghost were so inclined, that is.
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Soap knew that Ghost was going to be pissed when he got here and saw what these mercenaries did to him while they were keeping him captive. That was before one of them walked in and he realized how tall, muscular, and good looking he was, and that he clearly seemed interested in him back. Maybe he could have a little fun with him while he waited for his partner to kill every single asshole in this room.
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König pushed out his tongue and pressed it to the wet, bloody skin. Ghost froze. A hot wave shot through his spine as the hairs on his body stood up.
“Are you completely mad?” Ghost managed to spit out against his own mask.
“Yeah…”, came the breathy exhale as König nodded against him.Ghost runs into an unfamiliar operator on a mission and things take a bloody turn which leaves both of them dazed. They meet again and things between them heat up even further as blood continues to flow hot.
A cheeky König and a stubborn Ghost doing the dirty when they should be working.
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“Let’s make a bet”, König whispered near Ghost's ear, “If you win, I’ll let you walk. If I win, well, you’ll have a long night ahead of you.”
Ghost stared at him from the floor with his hands bound. Of course 141 was going to catch the targets, but he wasn’t going to play his obscene games. With a swift move of his hand, König turned off Ghost’s comms. He leaned down on his knees, spreading Ghost’s legs even further apart with his own.
Or, Ghost is on a mission and runs into someone who wants to play a game with him, regardless if he wants to or not.