Welcome Home (Ghost from COD MWll fan fiction.) 18+

Home Again

-(This is a song I linked for the sake of ambiance if you're someone who likes to listen to music while reading. If you don't like this song I could also recommend: Closer by Nine Inch Nails, Like U by Rosenfeld, Do it For Me by Rosenfeld, (literally almost any song by Rosenfeld if you're into more slow mellow like sexy music) Love is the Death of Peace and Mind by Bad Omens, and Rats by Motionless in White. )

-A/N: I should've made a separate chapter for all of this, but I've been trying to get this out for a hot potato second. So here's some important information including disclaimers, a list of kinks depicted in this fanfic, and all that good stuff. 

-Firstly, each character depicted in this story is over the age of eighteen, therefore an adult. 

-Secondly, Lexi is a fictitious character I made up just for the sake of writing this. It was the first name that popped into my head when I was writing this. The idea of writing an x reader wasn't appealing to me just because I felt like too much was going to go into the technical parts of it being an x reader. (Not saying I dislike x readers nor am I saying that they are bad, there's just not what I like to write.) But in the end, Lexi is a fake grown adult woman that I made up for the sake of the story. 

-Thirdly, Simon Ghost Riley is a fictitious grown adult man. I do not own the rights to him. All rights to him go to the creators of Call of Duty: Modern Warfare Two.  

-Fourthly, this is an 18+ fan fiction. It is highly sexual. There is no fade to black. Things are taken all the way here. So if you're not into that, or are under the age of eighteen, I strongly discourage you from reading this. I will not be held responsible if you read this, as I've already warned you. 

-Fifthly, If you know me IRL, no you don't. If you're someone I am related LEAVE! For the love of god, leave! This is not something I want to know that you know when we have Christmas dinner together. 

-Sixthly, if you're someone here from my other stories... this will be nothing like those. So heed all of these warnings. 

Seventhly, time to get into the good stuff.  This story depicts a Dom/Sub power exchange dynamic that includes: primal play in a cat and mouse sort of sense, a mask kink, degradation, praise, choking, a very small amount of pain, humiliation, mentions of phone sex, teasing, mentions of spit, choking, and gagging when it pertains to rough oral sex, ownership, marking (in the context of hickies and bruises), thigh riding, begging, being physically restrained, forced eye contact,  and overstimulation.  Names used in this story include love, slut, whore, good girl, and fuck toy.  

-Alright, I think that was everything. TikTok made me do this. Also, Ghost has a chokehold on me like the rest of the internet, so I wanted to feed into the Ghost thirst. Plus, I live for pissing off gamer dudes who are offended by gals getting all hot over Ghost. I know literally nothing about the game. 

-Enjoy, you filthy animals. 

 "Lexi, I'm home!" Ghost's voice carried through our pitch-black and dead-quiet apartment.

"Lexi?" He called again when I didn't answer. I covered my mouth to keep myself from giggling. I heard the crinkle of paper and knew he had found my note.

"How sweet. I hope you found a good hiding spot, Lexi."

The anticipation was building. I was straining to hear any sign that he was approaching.