Only you - ghost x reader

7

My heart was beating like crazy as I was awakened from my sleep. I realized I was still in my bed. Nothing had changed except that my bedside lamp was off and Ghost's head was no longer between my legs.
What was that dream? I shook my head and looked at the clock. 7:15am. OHSHIT. I have to be at the practice ground by 7:30.
I jumped out of bed and quickly jumped into the shower. While I'm getting dressed, I brush my teeth at the same time to save time. On the way to the door I stared at my bed again. I've been trying to push this dream away in my head ever since I woke up but it doesn't work.. I keep hearing his voice in my head and I think about his kisses and his hot breath. He wants to taste me... I felt my cheeks flush at the thought. what was wrong with me I felt lust rising in me again.
I shook my head again. "Pull yourself together!" I said to myself. I have to meet him at the practice ground soon, oh god. How should I behave towards him? I can't think of anything else.

I pulled myself together and headed for the door. I was already 5 minutes late so I hurried. The others were probably already there.
When I arrived the boys were all standing together. I went to them and greeted them. "Good morning miss y/n, overslept?" Soap asked me with a smile on his face.
"I didn't hear my alarm clock, sorry." I said.
"After all, you're here and we still have time. Have you had a bad dream? You look very... stressed."
Dreamed badly? If he knew what I dreamed. "No, it's all right," I replied to Soap.
I blushed again and automatically looked at Ghost. His eyes were already on me. I assumed he saw how red my face was. From what I could tell from under the mask, he raised an eyebrow as he looked at me. I immediately looked away.
Why does my brain create such a dream? And the worst part is that I liked it too. I still like it. But why ghosts? I haven't had a sexual relationship with anyone for a long time, so it's fair to say I'm a little frustrated sexually.
But Ghost was the one who appeared in my wet dream, I couldn't explain to myself why.
I felt someone tap my shoulder. "Are you there?" said John. "Yes, present" I said.

We started target practice. Soap took over the training with John, Ghost was assigned to me. He of all people.
Soap explained to John how to unlock a handgun. I turned to Ghost and asked him in a shaky voice "will you show me that too?"
Ghost didn't answer at first, looked down at me and then at Soap. "Johnny, can you show that again?"
"Yes sure, come here y/n." I got angry and looked away from Ghost. Why can't he show me this? I had more and more the feeling that this guy not only hardly talks but also doesn't seem to like me.
After Soap showed me how to unlock the handgun, we went to the shooting range together.
Ghost gave me the direction with hand signals.
"Take the gun and stand there."
"Okay, like that?"
"hold it higher"
"Like this?"
"No Higher"
"Can you just show me please?"
He sighed and came towards me. He stood right behind me. He leaned down and grabbed my wrists. I could feel his whole body on my back, including the warmth he radiates. His hands gripped my wrists very tightly, I could feel how strong he is. He seemed to underestimate his strength. I looked at his hands and again saw the veins that were on them and also made themselves visible on the arms. This guy has incredibly big and beautiful hands. I remembered those hands pushing apart and holding my thighs...
"Like this, understood?"
"Yes." I said.
I was nervous about him standing so close behind me. I noticed again how tall and well built he was. I could feel his croch on my back, it seems like he's well equipped there too. I felt my mind wander again and tried to pull myself together. Ghost was still standing behind me, holding my wrists.
"Now try to hit the target in the middle, got it?"
"I'll try it"
I fired and to my amazement I almost hit the center of the target.
"That was good, again."
I shot a few more times and found I could aim pretty well. Ghost let me go after a few shots and I was allowed to shoot a few more times on my own.

As I fired a few shots on my own and the bullets ran out, I turned to ask for more bullets. I didn't realize I was still holding the gun, so I turned to Ghost and accidentally hit the gun on his chin.
"Hey, be careful, what are you doing?" he snapped at me.
"Oh my god, i'm so sorry. I didn't know you were still behind me, I'm so sorry. Are you hurt?"
To my astonishment, he grabbed the mask and lifted it up over his chin.
He touched his chin and jaw to check if anything was injured.
His chin was very prominent and part of his lips showed. I wondered what he would look like without a mask. As far as I can tell, he had very nice lips. They were quite full, but not overly full, and looked soft. In any case, in my dream, those lips had felt very soft between my thighs. I wondered if they really are. I found myself blushing again.
"Do you want me to check?" I asked him.
"No." he said bluntly. "It's all right."

When the shooting practice was over, we all went back to the barracks together.
John told me how much fun he had with the drills but still needs to learn how to aim.
We changed and went together to the medical station to start work there.