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transmascfanfic · 1 year

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Ghost Treats You Out

GIF by callofduty

-Minors DNI-

Author's Note: The way I just kinda abandoned this account for over a month, I’ve been busy working on things for school but I finally came back to this :’)

Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley x FtM Reader

Word Count: 1,317

Content Warning: Smut, Fluff, Oral (Reader Receiving), Body Worship

Summary: Ghost wants to treat you to a lovely night and make you feel as divine as you make him feel just by looking at you.

Even if he was a ghost, the ghost of the 141, he was a completely different man in your embrace, he was Simon.

Author: transmascfanfic

Ghost had arrived home earlier than expected, in fact he arrived home so early that he was able to take a shower, clean up the house, make dinner and even a fancy little set up for a date. He was anxiously pacing the apartment while waiting for his boyfriend to return home. His head shot up as he heard the door to their shared apartment opened and his boyfriend stepped in.

It had been a long day at work and in all honesty all you wanted to do was lay down and relax, until of course, you entered your apartment and laid your eyes upon the scene set before you.

The overhead lights were dim but there seemed to be another source of light. Strung from the cabinets in the small kitchen and dining area were fairy lights, providing a warm glow to the usually cold feeling kitchen. The table was set with fancy cloth, the nice silverware, an expensive bottle of wine and a vase of your favorite flowers. The plates had already been topped with your favorite meal. You would've thought you entered the wrong apartment if you didn't see Ghost.

He stood at the end of the small table, dressed in a simple pair of jeans, a nice sweater with a collared shirt under and of course his mask. You approached him with a tender smile, gently reaching up and taking the mask in your hands.

It was a familiar ritual, Ghost always struggled to take the mask off himself, however when he felt your frame against his, your hands gently caressing his masked cheek before reaching to pull it off he melted. He would always save this for you, he felt it brought the two of you closer. It was an act of trust.

“Hi” You said softly, admiring Simons face as you tossed the mask onto the kitchen counter. His lips immediately meet yours, his hands wrapping around your waist and pulling you closer to himself. “You’ve no idea how much I missed you, love…” His voice was deep, though his whisper always made it sound softer.

The two of you stood in there for some time, just feeling each other and kissing. It was such a feeling, one that neither of you could describe as anything less than home. “Well, let's sit and eat. Don't want dinner gettin’ now do you?” Simon said softly, pulling out your chair for you.

You sat down and he did the same, popping open the bottle Simon poured two glasses and you both began eating. Simon never liked to talk about his work, the most he would talk about was how much he had missed and he much preferred to listen to you talk about your life and work.

The two of you ate and talked laughing and sharing tender moments, dinner was long gone but you continued drinking. Eventually the two of you had finished off the bottle of wine and decided to take things to the bedroom, the both of you longing for that sexual embrace once more.

The moment the door closed behind you Simon was grabbing at your waist. “I love you, I want to treat you tonight.” He whispered against you, gently running his tongue over the shell of your ear.

While normally you’d try to treat Simon when he came home he was so insistent on pleasuring you tonight you couldn't tell him no. He was so adorable feeling you up and peppering kisses to your neck and shoulders. “I've missed you so much… your voice, your face, your body, your soul.” Simon mutters against your skin, pulling away your clothing.

He sat you down on the bed, hovering over you and caressing your body as he trailed kisses over your skin. His scared and slightly chapped lips always caused delightful tingles on your skin.

Simon kissed down your neck and collarbone, spending some extra time on your chest. Marking it with his kisses and small nibbles, no matter what you thought of yourself Simon only ever thought you were beautiful. The most handsome man he’d ever laid his eyes on. He kissed down your stomach and between your thighs.

Carefully spreading them apart, his hands rubbed and caressed you. Giving your inner thighs love bites, causing you to whimper and gently grip his hair. A soft moan passing his lips as your hand tangled with his locks.

He moved in closer, blowing a stream of cool air against your puffy clit before his tongue licked up your slit. That first taste was all he needed to become completely unhinged. Like a starved man he began eating you out. His lips sucked your folds, tongue delving into your wet cunt as he eagerly swallowed down your juices. Your heavy breathing let him know he was doing a good job.

It had been so long since you’d last been with your lover but he never failed to remember exactly what you liked, the curves of your body or your sweet spots. Simon's right hand moved from your thigh between your legs, rubbing and caressing your clit. Giving it the attention it deserved and the stimulation that made your thighs tremble around his head.

“S-simon…” You stutter out through moans, your thighs instinctively closing around his head. He grunts into your heat, wrapping his left arm around your thigh and forcing it back. “Fuck~!” You whine and moan as he continues treating you, your thighs closing around his head hardly even phasing him.

Your back arched as you gripped his hair tighter, louder moans and cries passed your lips as you became sinfully wet for him. Simon would only keep going, if he drowned making you cum he would die a happy man.

His thumb circled your clit harsher as his tongue curled up inside you. That was your last straw, you tried to push his head back as you came but he refused. This was exactly what he wanted after all.

A strong orgasm ripped through your body, squirting over his face as he continued rubbing your clit. Determined to squeeze you of all that sweet nectar he’d been longing for. Simon swallowed as fast as he could, drinking down everything he could as you sobbed in pleasure.

It wasn't until you were clenching around nothing and begging him for a break that he finally parted from your red lips. In his haze he hadn't even noticed you’d laid back on the bed, panting and trembling in overstimulation. “S-si… Simon~” Your voice was hoarse, as you tried to regain your composure.

Simon moved up onto the bed, laying next to you and pulling you into his. Pressing kisses to your forehead and cheeks. “So fucking good… so delicous love…” He whispered to you, rubbing your sides to help you calm down.

“Simon…” You mumble, looking up at him with lidded eyes. “Yeah love?” He hummed, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. “Let me help you now” You smile, reaching down to graze his cock in his jeans. A soft whine came from him as he shook his head. “Nah…”

You were slightly confused until you felt the wet spot in his jeans, realizing he’d came simply from eating you out. Your pleasure was his, making you feel so good your eyes rolled back and shed pretty tears was all he needed to release.

Smiling softly you pressed your forehead to his. The two of you embracing and making out for hours to come. Simply enjoying each other's company and professing your love to each other for what must've been the millionth time. Neither of you cared, even if you'd said these words hundreds of times over they always rang true and they always made Simon emotional. Even if he was a ghost, the ghost of the 141, he was a completely different man in your embrace, he was Simon.

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transmascfanfic · 1 year

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Together at Last

GIF by xMoonpiex

-Minors DNI-

Author's Note: This story is based on a day-dream I had, I hope others will enjoy it as much as I do. I apologize if there are any errors I proof read this myself.

Pairing: Captain John Price x Trans Male Reader

Word Count: 1,315

Content Warning: Fluff, slight angst, smut, quality time, physical touch, words of affirmation, p in v, cockwarming, somnophilia (kinda?)

Summary: It’s been a long week and after not having nearly enough time with his beloved Price simply can’t get close enough to his angel.

Like a completely different man, while he was still caring and sweet in public when alone he seemed to speak much more freely. He let himself become vulnerable, knowing he was completely safe with you.

Author: transmascfanfic

The day had been long but that was nothing compared to the week as a whole. All week both you and Price had been running around the compound, hardly even having time to say hi to each other as you passed in the halls. Either he was on a call or you were rushing to deliver important papers. There was just no time to relax. As so you were feeling quite neglected as was he, not by each other rather just in general.

As you stumbled into your room and removed your uniform you simply collapsed into the bed, letting out a heavy exhale into the pillows and pulling the blankets over yourself. It had been so long since you felt a second body in bed with you you were becoming used to sleeping alone. As you laid in the dark your whole body felt sore, aching even from all the work you’d done that week. If only you had the warm body of your lover against you to melt away that pain.

Price simply couldn't care if there was work to do, he hadn't gotten a damn minute to himself all week let alone a minute to dedicate to his angel. Well he wasn't going to stand for that any longer. He’d made it known he would be unavailable for the night and not to bother him unless the compound was burning to the ground.

As he walked towards your room he felt how tired he truly was, how lonely he had been without the companionship of his lover all week. His shoulders slumped as he slowly opened the door to your room, a small frown on his face as he knew the door had been unlocked as you hoped he would finally be able to join you.

Light shone into the room for only a moment before the door was shut and locked. Price stripped to his undershirt and boxers before climbing under the sheets. A bit surprised you hadn't noticed his presence yet.

It took all of that and an arm wrapping around your waist for you to finally blink away the oncoming sleep and realize it was none other than Price in bed with you. Your body trembled slightly as a faint sniffle could be heard, tears had begun welling up in your eyes.

Pushing yourself further into him he wrapped his arms tighter around you. Price’s head rested against your own, his warm lips pressing kisses to your head, forehead, ear, neck, shoulder, anything he could reach. How awful he felt hearing his lover crying in his hold. “I’m so sorry angel… It’s been far too long.” His gruff yet caring voice whispers against your skin. Feeling himself being to tear up a bit as well.

“It’s okay, I just missed you John.” You whimper into his chest, your tears staining his shirt. A large hand cups your cheek, gently guiding your gaze to meet his. “Even with tears in those pretty eyes you’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen.” Price spoke softly, gently wiping away your tears with his thumb.

Stroking your cheek and tilting your chin up, his lips connected with yours. A sweet and passionate kiss, one that had your hands reaching up to hold him. One hand on his shoulder and the other on his cheek, pulling him back in and holding the kiss till you were both completely out of oxygen.

As you both eventually were forced to pull away you each felt much better, of course it would take much more than just some kissing to recharge and fill the need to be close. Neither of you wanted to sleep yet, you needed to just enjoy each other's presence. The feeling of your bodies pressed together so snugly.

You would turn to face away from Price, the two of you now spooning together. There was almost nothing that rivaled being spooned by Price, his body was always so warm and wrapped around your own so perfectly. His head rested against yours and arms wrapped tightly around your chest. You would hold onto those strong arms, further securing yourself in his grasp.

“You’re so handsome… I can never get you out of my head, you know that? Even despite how busy I was all week, your smile and voice were always on my mind.” Price whispered against you, he was always so romantic when it was just the two of you.

You let out a deep breath, your head rested against his chest. “I’m always thinking of you too, I missed you so much.” You mutter out, your whole body pressed against his. Trying to get as close as physically possible, as hard as you tried there still seemed to be space between the two of you and Price knew that too.

“Do you want me to get closer?” He asks in a hushed voice, his large hands trailing down your body. “Yes please.” You mumble, knowing exactly what he was thinking. Just the thought of that deep intimacy made you excited after being neglected for so long. You turned around, your back now pressed to Price as his hands hooked the rim of his boxers.

Slowly pulling them down, he gently stroked himself for a moment. Quickly hardening in anticipation of his lover boy. You had pulled your pajama pants and boxers down while he did that, reaching down and rubbing your hot, puffy clit to create more wetness.

Price’s hand ran down your arm, folding it up towards your chest as he held you tight. He rocked his hips against yours, rubbing the head of his thick cock against your lower lips. While Price would normally tease you at least a little he was far too desperate for that and so were you.

The head of his cock slipped inside your wet hole, there was only a slight bit of resistance from your week apart. However once he was in you both let out deep sighs of relief. Price moved his hips up a bit, fully sheathing himself inside you before wrapping both arms around you securely. Your arms wrapped around his, a familiar feeling of warmth and safety filling you.

Price rested his forehead against the nape of your neck, doing some deep breathing and calming himself. His cock still stiffening at the prospect of intercourse, the two of you had no plans for such however.

The two of you wanted to be close, nothing more. This was a closeness that was unrivaled, it was intimate and tender. The kisses he placed along your neck and shoulders were also intimate and tender. “I love you so much, so fucking much.” Price said breathlessly between kisses.

“So handsome, my absolute everything.” You reached back, gently caressing his cheek and jawline. “Angel, is this close enough?” He asks cheekily. You could feel the smirk pressed into your back, causing you to chuckle and smile as well.

“You know is it my love.” You say softly, feeling his nuzzle his head into the crook of your neck. Price let out a satisfied hum, finally feeling sleep begin to cloud his mind. Sleep had begun to take the both of you and no matter how you both tried to fight it off it would eventually win.

Laying in bed, under the warm, soft covers. Wrapped in the embrace of each other in more ways than one. It had been such a difficult week and you two deserved this. Eventually your bodies loosened and melted together as you fell into deep restful sleeps. Tomorrow morning would be reserved for more time together when the two of you were energized once again.

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