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[hirik0]

Bad Reputation part 4

Ghost/Soap | NSFW: Mastrubastion

Soap apologised to all of the Privates and he is sure Ghost will hear about it. They haven't really talked about it, but Soap goes to their usall training session with Ghost. Ghost said he can improve his knives skill a bit more. When he walks in the area Ghost is already waiting for him.

"I heared from the Privates", Ghost says while pushing himself of the wall. Soap hears the approval in Ghost voice and he relaxes at this.

"Was training them with Gaz so why pushing it of", Soap answers taking the training knife Ghost is giving him. Waiting for Ghost to pull out a second one but Ghost doesn't.

"Do some tricks", Ghost simply says giving him his full attention. Soap is suddenly very self conscious, it feels like his skin is vibrating. He makes a fool out if himself fumbling with the training knife like he never held one before. Letting it drop to the floor, technically stapping and cutting himself and the more he fails the more nervous he got what let's to more mistakes.

"You can do better then that Johnny", Ghost comments his pitty attempts of doing tricks. Soap takes a deep breath chossing to do a lame beginner trick, throwing the knife in the air and catching it by the tip. He catches it ones, twice, three times in the row getting him more confident and relaxed, throwing it over his shoulder catching it, feeling confident with doing this.

"Stop", Ghost orders and he catches it one final time. As if he saw everything he needs to see by now and he dont sound like he really like Soaps poor attempts. Ghost takes the knife back and is giving him a coin instead. He looks at the coin waiting for instructions but Ghost is not giving him any. The only think he knows for sure is that Ghost probably don't want him to flip the coin.

"I don't know what to do", Soap admits when Ghost still haven't giving any instructions.

"Never played with coins?, Ghost asks, voice neutral before taking the coin in his hand. He places it between pointer and middel finger and in one smooth motion moves in between his ring and little pinkie and back. Soap takes the coin back trying to do the same. After several attempts he made it one way.

"You lag fine motoric in your fingers, Soap", Ghost says while taking the coin back. The frustration of the training are pressing against Soaps self-control.

"I don't", he disagrees sounding like a pouting child. Ghost just gives him a raised eyebrow for that, clearly waiting for more explanation.

"Never had anyone complain over what my fingers can do before", Soap simply says now really pouting.

"Could still get even better", Ghost simply says and Soap feels anger bubble up.

"Can't even know that", Soap snaps the frustration audible.

Ghost smirks at this before asking: "Want to show me?" He sees Soap ears turn red, blinking dumbfounded trying to say something but his mouth just opens and closes with out a sound. Letting Soap find a answer preparing what he wants to say next, he wants to rail Soap up. He knows he shouldn't, but its all thought about while being away was how to bring up this sexual tension between them. Not what he thought it would happen like this but well, he takes what he gets.

"So you are tell me I'm not good enough?", Soap finally answers the redbess spreading fto his face tand Ghost cant help thinking that its adorable.

"Maybe, who knows", Ghost simply answers shruging.

"You're full of shit, LT", Soap says getting a amused chuckel.

"Maybe I'm just more experienced, Soap", is the last thing he says before leaving the Gym. Soap needs a few minutes till his brain is sure he didn't misheard Ghost. Holly fucking shit did this really just happened? Does Ghost really wants him to show how skilled he is in that area? How does he even does that? He can't stop thinking about it on the way back to his room. When he enters his room he has somesort of a plan, its a stupid plan, its inappropriate but he doesn't care.

He gets the nearly empty lube bottel out of his nightstand before sitting down on the bed. He needs to plan this a bit, what he exactly wants to do and how to show Ghost. He stripes out of his shirt, socks and pants keeping the boxers on for now. He looks back at his phone and takes a start photo just him on his bed in boxers. He starts to slowly rub over his clothed dick, trying to come up with a fantasy. Thinking about what Ghost will do when he gets his texts and the photos. Honestly the feeling of this being forbidden turns him on even more. He's feels how he's getting hard thinking more about Ghost reaction, would Ghost use the pictures for his own pleasure? God he hopes so, he takes another picture when his dick is fully hard, still in his boxers outlines clearly visible, putting the phone on the nightstand for now.

He slowly pulls down his boxers stroking over his hard cock. He thinks about what Ghost would do to him, if it would be hard and fast or slow and patient. Ghost is a sniper and often on long solo missions he properly would be ridiculous patient just to fuck with him. He squeeze the rest of the lube out the bottel, warming it up. Slow and patient it is then, atleats at the beginning. While he warms up the lubes of his fingers he's looking for a good postion to finger himself. He lubes up his entrance being generous, imagine the fingers are Ghosts. He pushes the first finger in while still thinking of what Ghost would do. He closes his eyes and fantasy Ghost is apearing trying to start this with what they talked about in the gym. Finger flexibility and peopel not complaining, Soap chews on his lower lip. That's would mean Ghost would only give him the finger in his ass right, shit he never cum like this before, he did it to others, bit he can't never find the perfect angle when doing it to himself. Well games on now whith the next push in he adds another finger. He carefully stretches himself ignoring finding his prostate for now. While he still moves his fingers in and out he continues to fantasies. Making something up on his own always did more to him then watching porn he trys to figure out how Ghost would act in this situation. Would he be talkative or being his stonic self? Would he give praise or would he say mean things? Would he want him to beg or just knows what to do to destroy his partner? Soap starts to build his fantasy Ghost, giving rare praise when he thinks he should staying silence otherwise that and a mix of making Soap beg and just figuring it out by reading body language. And the mask would stay on, honestly he thinks Ghost would stay mostly clothed a totally nacked Soap infront of him. He rubs over his prostate a low moan leaving his mouth. Maybe if Ghost is generous his mouth is not covered, but besides this the clothes stay on. Soap is losing himself in the fantasy, rubing over his prostate with three finger by now.

"What did you say about your finger work?", fantasy Ghost is wispering in his ear, the Manchester accent a lot more prominent, the voice raspy and deeper as usal. A shiver is running down Soaps body, his breath coming in pants by now. Cum is running down his dick, but he totally ignores it, Ghost would not allow it, so he can't do it. Clever fingers doing all the right movements, fingering himself never felt so intense before. Fantasy Ghost is kissing over his shoulder bitting where shoulder meets the neck. He feels how his orgasm is slowly building up and he needs to claw the sheets with his free hand to not give in and stroke himself. He hears fantasy Ghost chuckel when he sees it.

"Trying so hard to be good aren't you Johnny?" Soap nods in the empty room, not trusting himself to nod moan to loudly for the thin walls if he opens his mouth. Sweat is running down his spine and he shifts on his knees a bit. When he twist his wrist a sertain way he has to cover his mouth with his free hand, shit this was good. Maybe Ghost is right and there are still thinks to learn. His cheeks are a nice shade of pink, he has to cover his mouth to muffel his noice and he still trys to hold out longer. Not wanting this to stop to soon. Heat is collecting in his lower abdomen and his legs are starting to shake, with the effort to keep going. His dick is constantly leaking cum, that starts to run down the shaft.

"Please", he wispers his begging in the room, he can't any longer. Ghost smirk against his shoulder. The hand that's still cover his mouth is running down his torso, setting his skin on fire where ever he barely touches himself. When he goes with his thumb over the tip of his dick its nearly over, but fantasy Ghost is still teasing him, just because he can. Tears are gather in Soaps eyes, while he teases himself further, smearing the cum over his tip, a high pitched wimper leaving him. The littel bit of blood that's not currently in his hard cock is causing a nice blush that's slowly spreading down to his chest.

"I think you deserve a littel reward", the husky voice of fantasy Ghost is wispering. Soap gets one down stroke of his dick before his orgasm is exploding. Bitting the inside of his cheek to stay silent, his legs shaking, thick ropes of cum covering his chest, mixing with the sweat film that's covering his whole body. He falls to the site on his pillow, trying to catch his breath, a tear running down his cheek while he slowly blinks his eyes open.

He reaches for the tissues getting both of his hands clean for now, using one arm to cover his eyes. Holy shit this was intense, he can't rember coming this hard by just himself ever. His heart is racing his lungs try to get all the air in that's possible. He graps his phone taking a photo with his face and the cum covered chest visible, the he starts to shiver the sweat layer cooling him down. Time to clean up and get in his sleeping clothes. A welcoming feeling of satisfaction is spreading through Soap while he's wiping the cum of his chest. He needs more fantasies like this, when the time allows it. He gets dressed in a clean pair of boxers and a old t-shirt, laying down on his bed opening the chat with Ghost. He's getting a bit nervous sending this to your CO is a good way to get into trouble.

🧼: 3 picutes

🧼: no problem with my finger flexibility 😉

He puts the phone away getting ready falling asleep.

Ghost got waken up by two phone notifications. He makes a annoyed sound surprisingly he was able to fall asleep. He lights up the screen getting blinded by the how bright it is. Soap sent 3 pictures and a text. He reads the notification of the text several times. He is convinced he's still sleeping because Soap surely would not do this, right? He unlocks the phone opening the app and fucking hell Soap did do it. He looks at the first two pictures, nothing to exiting, just Soap in his underwear with a visible erection coverd by his boxers, but the third? He clicks on it to make it bigger. The first think he notices is that tears ran down Soap face. His cheeks are red, so is his neck and chest. Ghost mouth runs dry. He looks up again seeing the pleased smile on Soaps face and that his usaly bright blue eyes are deep black oceans. He must have taken the picture right after his orgasm. Ghost is half hard by now and he looks down hissing when he sees the robes of cum, that are in such a contrast to the redish skin. No doubt Soap had a good time. He should tell Soap to delete the pictures and to never sent something like this ever again, he really should. But he doesn't he saves the picture of post orgasm Soap and fully hard Soap. Makes a special folder that's password secured, his cheeks are burning. Shame is washing over him, killing his erection instantly.

💀: need to show me next time.

He looks at what he sent back god what is he thinking and with what is he thinking not with his brain for sure.

💀: delete the pictures out of the chat

💀: talk tomorrow