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How screwed they would be if some other superior caught on to the crazy, very not normal chemistry between them.
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And Ghost is just losing his fucking mind,
And Ghost is just losing his fucking mind,
He has to twist his head further aside as Soap presses the line of his body flush with Ghost's own, a soft hum of protest pressed beneath his ear. Fingers burned shiny pink. "They'll hear what they want," Ghost reiterates. Warns.
He has to twist his head further aside as Soap presses the line of his body flush with Ghost's own, a soft hum of protest pressed beneath his ear. Fingers burned shiny pink. "They'll hear what they want," Ghost reiterates. Warns.
Ghost has to steady himself, tries to keep his eyes up and away, still resolutely scanning their surroundings over the top of Soap's ruffled hair, the close edge of his temple. Shakes his head ever so slightly.
Ghost has to steady himself, tries to keep his eyes up and away, still resolutely scanning their surroundings over the top of Soap's ruffled hair, the close edge of his temple. Shakes his head ever so slightly.
His lids are lowered when he presses in, dark half moons flicking up and down Ghost's features, lightly parted lips curling up sharp at the corners.
His lids are lowered when he presses in, dark half moons flicking up and down Ghost's features, lightly parted lips curling up sharp at the corners.
Soap of course only leans in closer, inhaling Ghost's second hand smoke like he was intending to shotgun it before Ghost had let it out on a gruff sigh.
Soap of course only leans in closer, inhaling Ghost's second hand smoke like he was intending to shotgun it before Ghost had let it out on a gruff sigh.
Particularly as far away as they are from familiar ground. Price may be willing to turn a blind eye as long as their work isn't compromised but
Particularly as far away as they are from familiar ground. Price may be willing to turn a blind eye as long as their work isn't compromised but
“Why?”
“Ears everywhere.” And Ghost can’t help glancing around out of habit.
“Why?”
“Ears everywhere.” And Ghost can’t help glancing around out of habit.
Them having to consciously try to tone down how familiar they are, really even before they’ve fucked, but that tension is still so palpable.
Them having to consciously try to tone down how familiar they are, really even before they’ve fucked, but that tension is still so palpable.
Soap who loves the feeling of Ghost’s hand wrapped around his throat, craves the security and anchor of that strong grip right under his jaw, Ghost’s fingertips nearly meeting at the back of his neck.
It’s an addiction, plain and simple, but a street that goes both ways. Give and take, plea and reward. Maybe they’re made for each other, truly and terribly. But that’s a concern for some other time.
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It’s an addiction, plain and simple, but a street that goes both ways. Give and take, plea and reward. Maybe they’re made for each other, truly and terribly. But that’s a concern for some other time.
/end
It’s connection and caressing. It’s Soap giving himself entirely,
It’s connection and caressing. It’s Soap giving himself entirely,
But nothing beats the moments where they can truly indulge. When Soap begs for the gloves to come off
But nothing beats the moments where they can truly indulge. When Soap begs for the gloves to come off
It’s one of the only times Soap truly slows down, every other escapade of theirs always quick and persistent,
It’s one of the only times Soap truly slows down, every other escapade of theirs always quick and persistent,