Call of Duty oneshots!

Nap - PriceSoap

Warning: sexual acts, eating out, trans price, light somnophilia

Heavy smut

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Summary: Soap finds the captain taking a little nap in his office and takes matters into his own hands.
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Soap steps into Price's office, holding a couple of mission reports. "Hey captain, I need you to look these over," Soap says as he closes the door, when there's no response he looks up from the files to find an interesting sight. Price is sat at his chair fast asleep, his bucket hat is tipped down and his arms are crossed over his chest.

Soap chuckles and walks over, setting the files down on Price's desk before walking around to the sleeping captain. "Price?" Soap says softly as he turns Price's chair to face him. His eyes drift down to the way Price is sat with his legs spread, it'd be so easy to just...

Soap pushes that thought from his mind as he clears his throat and sits up straight, but his gaze falls back down and he sighs. He checks once more that the captain is really asleep before sinking down to his knees and carefully reaching forward to unbuckle Price's belt. He moves slowly and quietly as to not wake the man. Once his belt is off he unbuttons his pants and slowly pulls down his zipper.

Soap grins as he gently tugs down Price's pants, stopping once when Price starts to shift in his sleep. Once Soap gets the pants to around his knees he reaches his hand up to press his thumb to Prices boxers, rubbing his clit through the fabric. Price groans a bit and moves to close his legs together but Soap holds them open.

Soap smirks as Price's boxers start to form a wet spot right on the front. He leans forward and mouths at the fabric, savoring the sweet taste of his captain. He quickly pushes the boxers down and takes in the sweet smell of Price's soaked cunt. He parts the lips carefully and leans in to lick and suck at the sweet folds, groaning as his nose nuzzles against Price's clit.

Slick runs down his chin but he pays no mind to it as he drags his tongue up Price's dripping hole. A hand on the back of his head makes his eyes dart up, and he's met with the sight of a grumpy looking Price staring down at him.

"You better have a good excuse sergeant," He grumbles before pushing Soap's head forward, grinding his pussy on the man's face. Soap can do nothing but groan in ecstasy as he's used as nothing but a way for his captain to get off. Slick coats his face as he moves his lips in sync with Price's grinding, trying so desperately to lick up all of his captain sweet taste.

Price chuckles and tugs his head back by his hair, drawing a pained grunt from the man on his knees. Soap pants and looks up at Price with a desperate look as slick drips down his chin, making a mess of his previously clean uniform. Price smirks "You look pathetic down there Johnny," he hum, leaning forward to see the state of him. His jeans are unzipped and it's clear he must've been rubbing himself off because his boxers are soaked with precum.

He just shakes his head and leans back with a disappointed sigh "Johnny. Did you get permission to touch yourself?" Price asks. Soap gulps and tries to shake his head but Price has a grim grip on his hair, keeping him still. "No," He replies quietly.

Price hums and pulls his head back forward, his hips rocking slowly "Your not allowed to cum until you get me off," Price says sternly as he lets go of Soap's hair and stops rocking his hips. Soap wastes no time as his tongue drags over Price's hole, his teeth rubbing against the man's sensitive clit. Price grunts and looks down at him as he reminds himself not to move his hips.

Soap's hands rest on Price's thighs as he buries himself in his captains dripping cunt, he doesn't care if he isn't allowed to cum if it means he gets to stay right here. He groans and laps up all of Price's slick as he switches between licking at his hole and sucking on his clit.

The only indication he's doing good is the constant flow of groans and praises falling from Price's lips. It only takes a bit more teasing to the captains clit before Soap's head is pushed down as Price grinds his hips and makes a mess of the sergeants lower face. Soap doesn't hesitate to start licking at Price's folds and at the small puddle formed on the chair below him. Price just chuckle and leans back, panting as he lets Johnny have his reward.

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Considering a part two where Price gets Soap off as a reward? 🤔