"Listen to me, I'm your superior. You listen to me. Make that man trust you, get his heart and you'll have us in the winning zone. All I need is his intelligence on explosives. Do you understand me?"
"Do you want me to sleep with him or something?"
"Do whatever it takes to gain his trust."
"I'll take that as a yes."
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"give me a few months and I'll have him."
"You know the deadline."
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{NSFW PART COMING UP}
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I'll have him
You were so wrong.
He had you.
You under him, crying out in bliss.
"Soap, I don't know how much longer I can take it!"
You bit down on your hand, tears falling down your reddened face. Your mind foggy from all the pleasure that was pulsing through your veins.
"Shut up, I know you can take more then that"
His thrusts never seemed to slow, keeping that same brutal pace. Your legs were so sore, shaking in his grip.
"I can't! Soap please, I can't take anymore."
'Your safe word is bubbles' so fitting for someone named Soap.
You could feel another orgasm build up in your core. You gripped onto his shoulders like you would die if you let go.
"I'm cumming-"
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Your mind went blank, fear pulsing though you. Both of you had finished but where did he?...
"Soap...Did you pull out?"
{NSFW END.}
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"You wanted me to pull out...?"
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"This wasn't a part of the plan. I need you to come get me. Captain please, I can't be here for another 3 months. I'm scared I might be pregnant because of your stupid plan!"
"You'll have to hold out till then. I'm sorry, (Y/N). Should have thought of that before you two started. Now get back on track, we need more information.
I can't believe it.
"You can't just leave me here, can we abort the plan and get me home."
"Do what needs to be done, it's up to you on how to deal with your... problem. Just don't fuck up the plan."
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"John, can we talk?"
He looked up from his project, placing his tools down. He fully turned towards you, full attention on you.
"Sure, what's up?"
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"-Its either you help me out, give my side the information they need or...you kill me right here, right now."
Soap's hand rested on his hip, fingertips caressing the top of his gun. You had just confessed to him about your association with the opposing side along with your love for him...leaving out something else.
"You're suggesting that I betray my team. For you? You're going crazy, now tell me something that will change my mind."
He pulled his gun out of it's holster, pointing it right at you.
Your words caught in your throat, should you use this to your advantage? HA! Of course you would, who wouldn't to save their life.
"Kill me. Kill your child"
His eyes seemed to widen at your statement. Guess this problem really did come in handy. Thanks boss.
"Get out. We'll talk later."
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"He said he'll come with me. Just as long as none of 141 gets hurt during this whole operation."
"Good job, when you get back we can terminate that pregnancy."
"Yeah, it will be the best day of my life."
(My powers back up, so have this story :P )
