COD one shot

Just a little drunk

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It was a Saturday night and y/n had the house to herself, she had long prepared for this moment. No kids, no husband, and more importantly no work. The kids were spending the night at her sister's house and ghost was out with 141 at the bar.  She had taken a long bath with wine and candles, dressing in a beautiful black butterfly lingerie and a robe. She wanted to feel sexy but not for her husband.  For herself.

As she was watching a movie on the couch with her popcorn and wine she suddenly hears the door knob to the front door rattle. Ghost wasn't supposed to be home for another four hours so who the hell...

She quickly got up to get the big combat knife from under the couch and made her way to the door, she then hears keys being put into the door "princessss.." ghost...and Soap?

"Y/n help me out?" Soap says catching ghost from falling face first, she wraps ghosts arm over her neck taking him to the couch where she had been previously enjoying her night. "I've got it from here Johnny" she says smiling rubbing ghosts shoulder "you sure hon?" Y/n nods walking soap out "I'll call in the morning to check up on him okay? Good night hon"  she locked the door after waving soap goodbye making her way back to her drunk husband only for him not to be found.

"Simon?" She calls out for him looking around the house, making her way to the master bedroom. And there he was face implanted onto the floor "Simon sweetheart what's wrong?" She coos rubbing his back making him turn his face to the side, "you and soap. It isn't fair" he says almost muffled, his cheek scrunched up against the floor.

"Soap is-"
"soap this soap that. What does that prick have to do with anything hu? Fuck.."  he says cutting her off rolling onto his back legs and arms sprawled out "you. Uh ha, mmmm what are you wearing?" He reaches out hand snaking up her thigh revealing skin from her silk white night gown.

"I wanted to feel nice for myself it's been a while since I've worn something like this, Simon please get up you need to shower you smell like the bar." She says slapping his hand away, He grunted turning his head the opposite direction. "Simon." No response she grabs his chin forcing him to look at her, "get your ass in the shower or you sleep on the porch." She's had enough entertaining his drunken fit he was in the bedroom smelling up the place.

A smirk started to form on his face. He slowly sits up never breaking eye contact "yes ma'am." He quickly gets up stumbling towards the master bathroom. Y/n sighs knowing this isn't how she wanted her night to end.

She Scans the bathroom seeing him on the floor back against the outside of the tub with no shirt struggling to unbuckle his belt on his pants, after about a minute or so she decides to help him. As she unbuckles and unzips his pants Ghost looks at her, eyes hooded his breathing heavy.
"Simon?"
"Hmm?"
"Your mask."
Even though his wife has seen him countless times without his mask it still makes him nervous, people can change their minds. What if one day she doesn't find him attractive anymore? What if she gets disgusted by his scars? "Sweetheart, it's okay take your time." She was always so patient with him and god did he love her for it. He reaches for the top of his head gripping the mask pulling it off his head, "hi there" she cups his face in her hands making him sigh in relief.

He melts every time she's close to him
She stands up bending over the tub to turn on the water, then he starts to giggle. He smacks her ass grinning "damn babe" she snaps her head around to look at him giving him a "don't test me" look

"Alright come awn I've been away from you for almost two months cut me a little slack yeah?" He says rolling his head to look at his girlfriend
"And not to mention my trails gotten hairy... I know how much you like-"

He was cut off by a pair of red (or light brown) lips, pulling away from him and lifting his chin she could see his eyes hooded, and even with his mask on (and lopsided) she could tell his mouth was watering

"Sweetheart, undress, get your ass in this tub, and I'll join you. No more talking." Yes she loved how cute we was being but he was starting to talk to much..

"Yes ma'am"

And after that no other words were exchanged..

        
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With y/n behind Ghost scrubbing his back with a bath towel, he couldn't help but moan in relief. Being away on mission means he will always miss the way y/n cleans him up. Gentle, soft, sweet, and sexy. "Love I need help."

He couldn't help himself, he started touching himself a little after she started, "Simon you're drunk another time."

He leaned back onto her giving her a full show of just how much he missed her.. of course she found this entertaining, but like she stated before he's drunk. "Please at least give me a show? Hm?" He stuck out his tongue breathing heavy and hard, like a dog he was panting..

After contemplating she finally gave in, the two switched positions and she straddled him. She flipped her hair (or twists) to the side slowly dragging her hands up her sides, then her stomach, then giving her breasts a small squeeze.

God she was the most beautiful thing Simon has ever seen. No one this sexy will ever exist in this lifetime. He continued to stroke himself still panting away giving her "hmmhm?" And "yeah"

He lifted himself up to give her a kiss, but she wanted to have some fun with this. She backed away slightly then again he leaned in but still never receiving it, "fuck y/n, I work too fucking hard just for this" he growls halfway though his sentence.

He sat back practically hitting his head on the wall, he picked up his pace. He didn't care about the kiss anymore he just needed a release. "I will fucking cum inside of you. Over and over and over and- FUCCK"

His hips buckled under her neck exposed. After all of that he was definitely sober..

"Is it bed time now?" She asks her head tilted "yeah. Let me clean you up first."

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