Desire of Love | Soap x Fem reader

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After arriving at the flat, you put your back in the bedroom. There was a small kitchen, a bathroom, and a living room in the flat. When you enter the bedroom, you notice that there are two separate beds. You couldn't decide on a bed before Soap came flying past you, claiming the bed by the window for himself. He smirked as he pulled off the balaclava. "This is mine"
"You can have the bed, I am more than happy with mine." You sit down on your bed, noticing a sound of wood breaking, and you sink into the mattress immediately. It was impossible to sleep on the bed because of the broken frame. Soap broke out on a wheez watching you try to get out off the bed. "Fuck off Johnny, help me up" You couldn't hold back a laugh yourself. The Scot walked in your direction, grabbing your hands and pulling you out of the mess. "Looks like we have to share a bed mh" He smiled pulling you close to him. "I'll take the couch" You take off the balaclava, smiling at him. "The bed is too small for the both of us"

His eyes focused on you. "I'll take the couch, you can sleep on the bed" He kissed the corner of your mouth. Taking his hands off you to grab his backpack. You follow him in the living room. As he laid down on the couch resting, you grabbed the file and sat in front of the couch. His hand tracing through your hair as he rolled on his stomach. "Anything informative?"

"Johnny I need to read it first" You chuckle. As you read further in the files, you noticed that the only information about the policemen were two pictures barely showing their faces. And two names. "We got two names and two bad pictures, that's all, the rest is about the weapons they are transporting and who they are working with. Nothing that is really new."

"mh. He had a sarcastic tone in his voice, followed by slight annoyance. "So we start from barely anything."

"Let's start tomorrow and settle down here for today" The flight was long, leaving both of you exhausted.

Soap stretches his arms out, leaving them behind his head. The shirt he wore again slightly lifted, leaving a bit of the V-line shown. You stand up and look at him, biting your lip. "You really need to buy larger shirts" You say, a grin on his lips from your words. "Or I can just take it off completely" He opens his eyes looking at you.

Your cheeks burn red, looking him in the eyes. As he sits up, he places his hands on your waist, pulling you closer. His thumps finding their way underneath your T-shirt, lifting it slightly to give him the chance and place a kiss on your belly. Butterflies flew through your veins. Just from looking at him and the small gesture of the kiss making your core pulsate again.

He places another kiss further up your belly. "The things I would like to do to you right now are undescribable y/n" he kisses the skin underneath your belly button. "But we don't want to take it that far now do we" His head moves lower, leaving a kiss right above the fabric of your jeans. Heavy breaths leaving your lips. He looked up into your eyes, the blue in his now turning into a much darker shade. Lust written in them. "Do you want me to go lower y/n" His voice deep, the accent popping out more. You nod, placing your hands on his shoulders. "I need words my dear" He stands up, his hands still underneath your shirt.

The sign of him touching your bare skin, his hands slowly tracing over your back and waist. His eyes filled with pleasure, leaving you speechless. "You know I won't go any further without hearing your consent" He whispers in your ear, kissing the skin on your neck.

"Please johnny" Your voice was quiet. He stopped kissing your neck, a grin forming on his lips. "Good girl" he turns you both around, making you sit on the couch. "Now I want you to be a good girl" He lays you down on the couch, removing your T-shirt slowly. "And let me hear how good I make you feel." He spreads your legs, moving up to your ear again. "If you feel uncomfortable or want me to stop, don't hesitate and tell me, I want this to be good for both of us." you nod again, earning a look from him. "Okay" Your breath was still heavy, feeling your dripping core pulsate more from his touches. He kisses his way down your upper body. "Can I remove your bra?" his kisses drifting over the fabric waiting for an answer. "Yes please" Your voice was quiet.