Ghost x FEM Reader SMUT

A bit possessive

You knew Ghost was possessive over you, but last night really confirmed it. It had only recently occurred to you, but Ghost was always acutely aware of who you were talking to. He was ready to protect his treasure if anyone else tried touching it. Sometimes you would playfully punch Soap or say things that could be taken out of context, and Ghost would immediately interrupt you two.

Good thing he satisfied you more than enough and you had no need to find dick elsewhere, and you were honored to be Ghost's fuck toy. You were absolutely elated that such a sexy man wanted you, that you had the privilege of being able to please such a sexual monster.

Before you and Ghost had slept together, you had always assumed he fucked hard, or at least hoped, but you were pleasantly surprised to find out that he wanted it every night. On top of that, it was extra hot that he very much enjoys eating pussy, and he's damn good at it, too.

Your mind was wandering, but turbulence interrupted your thoughts. You were all on an aircraft, getting ready to drop down in the landing zone to confront the cartel. You sat with Soap on your left, Gaz on his left, and Ghost directly across from you. "Hey, Soap," you said, nudging Soap in the arm and turning your head to look at him.

Soap looked at you, his eyes lighting up (he was bored talking to Gaz about who knows what and was happy to get out of that conversation). "What?"

"Has anyone ever told you that your ass looks fat as shit in those pants?" You said, putting on your most serious tone you could muster, before cracking and giggling.

Both of you burst out laughing, "Takes me an extra ten minutes to get ready cuz I've gotta admire these curves before I leave." Soap joked, "when I retire I'm probably gonna get a medal for the fattest ass in the Army."

As you two continued joking and laughing, you caught a glance of Ghost staring daggers at Soap. You elbowed Soap, signalling for him to glance at Ghost. "If looks could kill, you'd be crucified right now, John." You joked, and Soap made a silly face at Ghost before turning back to you and continuing the conversation.

Ghost stiffened, looking away and sitting up straighter, his foot was tapping with annoyance. You were all interrupted by the intercoms telling you to get ready to jump, and you all went on with your mission.

The mission went well, apart from Ghost getting a little aggressive, but no one was injured and you had gathered useful intel. "We agreed that I would get to pick tonight," Soap huffed, shoving Gaz playfully.

You three were in the rec room, unwinding after an eventful day. "Yea yea I know," Gaz sighed, putting his hands up in defense, "you just always pick scary movies, and I'm just trynna say that I don't want a scary movie."

"Gaz, I would rather watch shit porn than those cheesy rom-coms you pick," Soap joked, shuffling through the discs, "Just let me have my scary movie time."

Gaz chuckled and fell back onto the couch, defeated.

"Hey guys, I still gotta change my clothes, I'll be right back," you said, standing up and pointing to the door, "Don't start it without me."

You rushed out and down to your room, entering it and taking off your sweaty clothes. You picked out a semi tight t-shirt and some sweatpants that gave your ass a perfect silhouette. While pulling your shirt over your head, you heard a knock on your door. "Jesus, dude, I've literally been gone for like three minutes," you groaned, making your way to the door and opening it.

Instead of Soap or Gaz, you were met with Ghost, who looked royally pissed. "Oh, hi Ghost." You said sweetly, fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

He pushed you in while closing the door, not gently either, and you were taken aback. "Hey, as much as I'd love to fuck right now, I promised the guys that I'd have a movie night with them, so if you'd excuse me..." You leaned around and tried to walk past him, but were stopped full force by a hand on your hair.