This time Johnny can’t help but throw his head back and whimper knowing he was in for a very, very long night.

Ghost just huffs a laugh at him, “Think bad boys get rewarded Johnny..? No. You’re going to sit there and watch. All. Night. Long.” Ghost growls, accentuating each of his words with a stroke of his cock.

Johnny *whines* at the lack of touch from where he’s tied, struggling against the expertly tied knots, “Ghoooost! C’mon…!” He basically cries, damn near begging the other man to do something- *anything*.

But no.

Ghost takes his semi-hard cock out and just stands there, staring at Johnny as he strokes himself, soft huffs and groans slowly building in his voice.

But Ghost’s hand never touches him.

Instead his LT stands from the bed in plain view of Johnny and just watches him for a couple moments before he finally starts to unbuckle his cargo’s and Johnny thinks this is where he finally gets touched…

back to his private quarters- where he ties Soap up against his bed.

At that point Soap was so aroused it was damn near painful, so eager for Ghost to *finally* touch him. Spanking, choking, teasing his cock or his hole- he’ll take anything!

- toy.

Ghost is silent, taking in all of Soap’s disobedience with surprising calmness, it should frighten him, but honestly?

It just makes him more excited.

When they get back from the mission, Ghost skips debrief, all but dragging Soap along with him-

- it’s all intentional, of course.

Because Soap craves being punished by Ghost.

Craves being bent over and spanked until he can’t say anything but please, craves being edged until he’s openly sobbing to cum, craves choking on Ghost’s cock while his LT used him as nothing but a

Rest in peace Willow, I love you so much.

I loved her so much, but I will always do what’s best for my dogs and today that means ending her suffering.

Please be kind and patient as I deal w/ my grief, and please always remember to love your pets as much as you can.