Call of Duty Oneshots

Lights on or off? (Ghost x Reader) 🔞

TW: Sexual themes.

Ghost carried you through the door of your house, his arms keeping you flush against him. You were out for a date night and you'd been teasing him the entire time, dropping subtle hints of what you wanted. Your insides were doing somersaults as you knew what was about to happen.

He kicked the bedroom door open and threw you on the bed, his gaze never leaving yours. The room was dimly lit. You could feel the intensity of his gaze as he moved closer, his fingers lightly tracing your jawline before his lips claimed yours.

Your heart raced as you kissed him, fully aware that Ghost was about to make you pay for your teasing. His fingers gripped your jaw and he moved his lips to your ear. His fingers tightened around your jaw as he leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear, and he whispered,

"Lights on or off?" The choice was yours. Taking a moment to think, you whisper out, a sly smile on your face.

"Off."

Ghost listened to your choice and swiftly moved to the light switch, plunging the room into darkness. The inky blackness heightened your senses, making you acutely aware of every sound, touch, and breath.

In the dark, his lips grazed your neck, sending shivers of anticipation through your body. His touch was electrifying, and you found yourself reveling in the sensations, no longer reliant on your sense of sight.

Slowly he started to shed your clothes off, you were laid bare on the bed. He was hovering over you planting soft kisses on your body, each kiss sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core.

He kissed the insides of your thighs, his breath would often fan against your heat. You knew he was teasing you, he got off to the way you kept shifting under his touch. Your body begging him to touch you.

You felt his tongue move against your folds, letting out a breathy moan as he teased your entrance with his finger. You whined as he started to push his finger in only to stop. He smiled against you, he loved feeling you squirm against his mouth.

He finally pushed two fingers in and you cried out, he curled his fingers as he ate you out, he used his tongue to make small circles on your clit.

The feeling was sending you over the edge, you were about to cum. He knew it too, he could feel the way your walls were fluttering against his fingers. In one swift motion he pulled his fingers out of you and moved his mouth away from your heat. You cried out until you felt his lips on yours.

You pushed your tongue into his mouth, relishing in the way you tasted. He flipped you so you were straddling him, he sat up, his back against the headboard.

His fingers grazed your jaw as his lips found yours, he used his other hand to line himself with your entrance. Your arm was draped around his neck, his left hand wrapped around your back. His right hand found its place on your hip, slowly he pushed you down. You were taking him inch by inch, your breath fanning against his ear.

You sank further down making you both moan at the same time. You start to move up and down, bouncing on his dick. You pick up the pace as you feel your coil begin to tighten again.

He thrusted his hips up as you came back down making him reach further into you. You take him as deep as you can, mewling in pleasure, making him gasp and moan just as much as you have been.

"Oh god Simon, I'm close." you moan out as he nestles his head in the crook of your neck.

"Don't you dare cum until I let you." The timber in his voice sent goosebumps over your body. The closer you came to your orgasm the harder it was to keep the pace.

"You were teasing me all day, rubbing me under the table" He notices you beginning to tire so he wraps his arm tighter around you, he starts to thrust himself into you at an ungodly pace.

"You need to be taught a lesson sweetheart." He held you tightly, flush against his body as his dick pounded into you. The smacking of his hips and your combined moaning filled the air, you held onto him for dear life.

He could feel your walls fluttering as you were nearing your climax and carrying him along with it. Hips still thrusting and never faltering in their pace, ramming into you over and over, his grunting getting more frantic the closer he was to climax.

You couldnt keep going, you needed to cum. Tears brim your eyes as you cry out against him. Your orgasm threatening to spill. He was getting close and he knew you wouldnt hold out much longer, with a simple command he grunted out

"Cum."

Your walls tightened around him as your orgasm erupted, you throw your head back and cry out as wave after wave of pleasure racks your body. With a few more thrusts he was sent over the edge. He cummed deep inside you, his soft groans gracing your ears.

He moved you so you were lying against his chest, his hand combing through your hair as you both caught your breath.