Ghost x Female Reader One Shots

Stuck

Task Force 141 was sent on a mission hours away, the military trucks loaded with soldiers. The mission was smooth, until one of your men made the wrong move and jeopardized the whole operation, forcing you to flee almost immediately.

Everyone was running to the trucks and you just so happened to be one of the last along with Ghost. No actual seats were left, so you had to resort to the trunk. "Bloody hell.." He cursed, Before jumping in and pulling you onto his lap to reserve space.

"Well that was fucked," you groan, wiping the blood splatter off your face and blushing slightly. "You alright love?" he asked, concern on his face, yet he still hid his whole face due to his balaclava. He was pretty fucking hot, it didn't help his musky cologne was turning you on. 

Your eyes widened slightly at what he had just called you, your heart was racing slightly from it but you played it off. "Yeah..I'm good. What about you LT?" The way he looked at you, the concern on his face, he was probably going to break character for a second.

The more you started at him the more you blushed at how damn attractive he was. He looked up at the ceiling before focusing back on you. "I'm alright." He said quickly before looking back up. "Good." you say flatly, shifting a little to get more comfortable since it was a long ride back. As you did so you could feel the bulge in his pants. 

He noticed the movement and how close he was to you. He felt you tease up slightly as you shifted and rub against the bulge in his pants. He tried not to focus on that but he was unsuccessful. He let out a sigh and looked away before looking back at you. "Your hair okay? Your gear was pretty bloody and so was your face, did any get in your hair?" 

You turned to look at him and he noticed the slight color in your face. "Uh, not that I know of..but a little blood never hurt anyone." you said running your hands through your hair. He sharply inhaled as you did so, looking at you with a smirk. As he did so, his dead brown eyes bore into you. He was trying to remain in character but he was finding it really difficult. 

The amount of times he had already broke character was increasing and getting to him. The way you played with your hair look sexy as hell. "Mmh, I agree." "Oh do you know.." you tease and giggle. "Wait hold still.." you tell him as you notice some blood on his mask and wipe it off. 

His eyebrows raise slightly as he chuckles, finding the situation amusing yet he did what he was told. He took a deep breath as you wiped the blood off his mask, his face starting to heat up the longer this moment went on. His breath quickened when he thought about the possibility of continuing. 

His brain was telling him to focus on the moment, yet everything in his mind was telling him to grab you, to kiss you right now. You looked deeply into his eyes, wanting to do the same thing. Your heart was beginning to beat faster as you imagined what it would be like if he just grabbed your face and kissed you right now. 

Ghost was doing the same thing. His mind was trying to convince his body not to do it, but his body had already started inching itself  towards you. Every inch closer he got all you could smell was his cologne and all he could smell was your intoxicating scent. He could feel the heat of both of your skins as the both of you got closer, it was hard to resist at this point. 

Your breath caught in your throat and your eyes got slightly bigger, and he noticed this, causing his breath to quicken even more as he looked at you. He inched himself the slightest bit closer, not too close, but close enough to tease you and get you begging for it if it was what you really wanted. 

You cleared your throat and quickly looked away, feeling completely embarrassed. "I..I'm sorry.." you mumble under your breath. Even though you looked away, he noticed the redness on your cheeks. He knew he was making you flustered, and he enjoyed the thought. The teasing couldn't stop. He inched himself closer, before he looked at you again. "Don't be sorry....Don't look away..." he said taking deep breaths to control himself. 

As he looked deep into your eyes again, he was having a hard time controlling himself. His breathing was beginning to quicken so he closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again. He was beginning to sweat more, he had to maintain a level of self control. This was his character. He couldn't break it. This. Was. His. Character. He tried to repeat that mantra in his head. He failed.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity of your mind torturing you, telling you to do this, you decide to slightly lift his mask enough to reveal his lips. Your hands were shaky and so was your breath but you bit your bottom lip slightly at the sight before looking back up into his deep, soft brown eyes. 

His eyes widened slightly as you put your hands up to his mask. He thought you were going to pull it off, but instead.  you just slightly pulled it up to reveal his lips. This was all he needed to break character. He was not expecting you to do this, but he loved it. His eyes were glued to your lips, he wasn't looking at anything else. His breathing quickened, his hand shaking, he was beginning to sweat more. His heart beat was beating fast. This was not the character he was playing, this was the REAL him.

Finally you lean in, close your eyes and kiss him softly. As soon as he felt your soft lips touch his, he melted inside. Your lips were soft and full, he couldn't help but get lost in the moment. As soon as his lips locked into place with yours, he kissed you passionately. He couldn't stop himself at this point, he was breaking character, he wasn't acting anymore. This was the real him, no lies, no masks, no personas. Just him and you in the trunk.