Ghost x Reader - Warfare

Part 5

[yall have no idea how much this part stressed me out to write. i think...this will be the last chapter unless yall want more ??? with that being said. NSFW CHAPTER NSFW THINGS AHEAD DO NOT READ IF YOUR AGE IS ON THE CLOCK !! i wrote this and haven't proofread it so besides that enjoy ttyl]

The day before we're set to infiltrate, I decide to get in a quick workout. A punching bag hanging from the ceiling is my victim. I throw a few punches before practicing some kicks. Another soldier walks in and I give him a polite smile.

"Hey," he says and I take out a headphone.

"Hi," he walks over to me, extending a hand out.

"I don't believe we've met,"

"Frostbite," I shake his hand after he's told me his name and I motion over to the punching bag, "Need me to hold it for you?"

"That'd be appreciated," I nod, walking around the punching bag. Putting one foot back as I take hold of the large bag. "You're with Ghost and Soap right?"

I nod my head as he punches the bag, "Yes,"

"You guys have a mission tomorrow right?" I furrow my eyebrow wondering where he's gotten this information, "Overheard some people talking about it," he shrugs, throwing a kick.

"Right, yeah, we're infiltrating a hot spot tomorrow," I look away, seeing a shadow from the corner of my eye.

We continue conversing. Eventually we move on to hand to hand combat and the conversations turn more playful. The whole time feeling eyes on us.

After a while he leaves and out of breath and sufficiently warmed up I sit against the wall. Taking a sip from my water bottle. Before sighing and standing up. I walk out and head straight to the bathroom for a shower.

As I sit on my bed I grab a map off my nightstand. Getting an idea of where we will be heading. Not looking up from the map I let the knock at my door in.

"Damn they gave you your own room?"

"Yeah," I look up as he closes the door and he takes his mask off. I smirk, "Jealous,"

"Not in the slightest," I turn my head and furrow my eyebrows, "I'm relieved actually,"

I bite my cheek, turning away from him and looking back down at the map, "Why's that?" He stands behind me, his hand around my neck and I look up.

"Why didn't you ask me to help train you?" his grip on my neck isn't tight as his thumb caresses the back of my ear.

"Were you watching me?" I turn around to look at him before looking away, "No wonder," I scoff.

"What?"

"Nothing," I wrap my arms around his neck with a grin, "Why are you relieved?" I reach up and start kissing his neck, my fingers in his hair as he holds my lower back.

"You deserve your own room," is all he says as he lifts me up and throws me on the bed.

"Simon!" In a matter of seconds im naked on the bed.

"It's been too long,"

"Is that why you were watching me?" I sit up, resting on my elbows as I watch him. "Should have joined me in the shower," I smirk and he placed his hand around my neck.

He's not gentle. He's desperate. Hungry. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't either. I dig my nails into his back moaning the moment I feel him inside me.

"Simon oh my-" his hand covers my mouth. And my eyes roll back as he speeds up. He's holding my hips and I can feel him throbbing inside of me. His hand muffled my whimpering and moaning as he bends down, kissing my neck.

"Shh, quit making so much noise," I close my eyes, his smirk bleeding through his words. "Understood?" I nod my head, desperate for him to move his hand.

"You're bigger than I remember," i'm breathless and I wonder if it's the lack of oxygen or if his eyes really did widen for a second.

"I should cover your mouth again," he extends his hand out to me. "Get on your stomach," I sigh when he pulls out, slowly turning around. He wastes no time going back in. Holding the back of my head down on my bed as he holds my wrists behind my back.

He is eager. Impatient. He lets go of my wrists. Moving his hands to my waist. Pulling me into him and I wrap my hands around the sheets, resting my forehead on the bed. Resisting every urge to scream his name. He's aggressive.

"Simon. I'm so close,"

"Don't you dare,"

I whimper. Reaching behind but he takes my hand and pins it to my back again. He's grunting as I whimper. Wanting to finish. Resisting all urges to do so.

"Now (y/n)," he grunts with one last thrust and I shake under him. He's throbbing and twitching inside me.

"Fuck," he pulls out and I let myself fall to the side.

He lays down next to me and I cover my face. Bringing my knees up as his hand slides down between my thighs and I twitch again. Turning away from him as he scoffs. He squeezes my ass and I get out of bed.

I clean up before getting dressed and tying my boots. I watch as he pulls his mask over his forehead.

"Come here," he motions for me and he gives me a kiss, "You did great,"

I scoff, "Get out," I shoo him and he watches me grab my vest. "What?" I put my vest on and he continues watching me, "Simon you don't have the softest gaze you know," I look away. He pulls his mask over his face before leaving my room.

The door closes and I run my hands over my uniform. Smiling to myself before covering my face. I squeeze my hands together, the excitement escaping in a quiet squeal. With a deep inhale and exhale I compose myself. Walking out of my room and into the hallway.
[...well...thoughts. THOUGHTS ??!???!!!! okay should i continue i have some jealousy ideas which involve Soap. hehe ttyl]