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Ghost x Male! Reader

Ghost x male reader
Requested by Ghozt_the_mushrom
HAH, SMUT! SMUT! SMUT!
Tags/warnings : minimal goodboy kink, praise(?), dirty talk, shower sex, bottom Y/N, Top Ghost, hickies/lovebites/biting, Pair is married

Sweat pooled at his chin, dripping down to form a pool at the concrete below him. Simon grunted, wiping his chin and forehead, this cold sweat wasnt going anytime soon.

He sniffed in, his voice gruff from all the arguing with Lt's, leaving him to clean up ammunition and shells. Next time he'll make them drop and do 200.

He eyed the ring on his finger, a nice silver ring. After all..he is married. To you, of course. He had gotten back from a long expedition a good 2 days ago, and you havent yet.

Simon mumbled something about cheese crackers, getting up from his bed to go to the kitchen, looking for anything to snack on. You were expected to arrive today back on premises, in about an hour time.

He sat in the kitchen, swirling around his spoon in a fresh cup of tea. "Whens he comin home? Its almost 8."

Just as he complained, the door flew open, another man filing in. Ghosts face lit up, immediately taking some stuff to help out Y/N.

"Get in the shower, you need it. I'll pack up everything." Ghost gently pushed him in the direction of the bathroom, getting a small smile.

"You sound meaner than usual, you sick, riley?" Y/N turned to meet him again.

"Meaner? What that mean, luv?" He crossed his arms in offense. You laughed, getting in the bathroom.

Stretching out your back, you began to strip off the ammo bags and radio, the rest of your clothes following suit.

Getting a great look at your chest, you smiled. You havent felt that good about yourself in a while, especially with how your body looked.

Checking out your muscles for what you think was too short of a time, the door opened, Simon strutting in to compare your bodies.

He had bigger biceps, while you had more prominent gills. Simon just up and hugged you from behind as you continued to marvel at both bodies in the mirror.

You, feeling rather playful, grinded back on him, earning a huff. His warm breath on your neck made your hairs raise.

"Oh really now? You just got back home."

"But we havent had time to ourselves in a good while, Si."

"Cant argue with that logic. Shower?"

You smiled, stripping fully and starting the shower. The water was warm enough to create steam. Simon wasted no time in connecting his lips to yours, biting on your bottom lip softly.

One of his arms supported your lower back, grinding you onto him. You couldnt complain, you loved the feeling all too much. Your makeout session with your husband soon ended, with him licking down your neck to your collarbone. Biting and sucking on your flesh, he made a trail of love bites right back up to your neck.

"Simon, god—please," you whined, arms wrapped around him. He pressed you against the wall of the shower, his head buried into your neck.

He slapped his tip against your entrance—you could literally drool from feeling the veins on his cock pulse. Slowly, he pumped inches into you, listening for any sounds of discomfort.

"Youre so fucking big—"

"And youre a perfect fit, yeah?" He made you chuckle a little, but shut you up when he retracted his hips, holding you tight when he slammed into you.

You clawed on his back to hold onto him tighter, his hips hammering into yours.

Ghosts voice was so gruff, his groans sounded like borderline growls. "Tight—youre swallowing me whole, Y/N, fuck," he looked you in the eye.

You were melting under this mans gaze. He balanced you on one arm, using the other to hold your jaw to look at him as he fucks you raw. He was ruining your body, and you were letting him.

"Fuck me simon, keep fucking me, fuck, fuck..fuck..." your jumbled words turned into curses, chasing your near high.

He kissed you again, eyes closed. You could feel ghost twitch inside of you, he was close. He removed his hand from your jaw, leading it down to your erection, pumping it at the same speed he was fucking into you.

"Cum for me, Y/N. Good," his demands were met with you cumming long and hard against his hand. "Good boy."

Your mouth stayed agape, head rolled back until simon steadied your head again with his hands. He forced you to look at him as he thrusted roughly in and out of you.

"Im ruining you, right Y/N? You love when i ruin you like this, dont you Luv?" He smirked.

You nodded, too drained to speak. Cum stained both your stomach and ghosts, and finally you felt him release.

His eyes slanted, never leaving your eyes. He slowed his thrusts down, sitting in you for a minute to come down from his high.

"We might need to stay in this shower a little more.."

"Absolutely."