Simon 'Ghost' Riley oneshots

Safe House

Female character/reader. 

SMUT

After a lengthy and exhausting mission, Ghost and I headed to the safe house our captain had arranged for us. Nestled in the woods was a small log cabin. With my feet aching and muscles weary, I opened the door and collapsed onto the couch with a groan.

I heard Ghost chuckle from behind me as he removed his boots and gear.

"Are you tired, love?" he asked, his British accent thick and incredibly hot. 

I sit up on the couch.

"Very," I reply, beginning to remove my gear when Ghost stops me with a slight shake of his head.

"Let me do that, beautiful," he says, gently untying my boots and sliding them off, his gaze locked with mine.

His voice brings a smile to my face, so I allow him to proceed as he wishes. I must admit, the way he gazes at me stirs a fluttering sensation in my stomach.

He slowly, and carefully removes my gear. 

Once my vest was off, he dragged his hand down my chest, going to my stomach, then down to my pant line. He looked up at me with the sweetest look, yet I could see the lust slowly forming in his eyes the more he took off. 

Feeling the warmth between my thighs only grow hotter and hotter, I nod. 

He unbuttons my jeans and moves the zipper down. 

"Lift your hips for me, Love." He says, hooking his fingers in the waistband of my jeans.

I do as he says, lifting my hips and he pulls off my jeans. once they were off, he pulled on the hem of my shirt, wanting it off. With a smile, I raise my arms over my head, and he pulls off my shirt. 

He smirks, "So pretty, Darling." he says, cupping my breasts over my bra. he rubs his thumb over my hardening nipple, causing me to let out a soft moan. 

"That's it, let the whole world know how I make you feel." He adds, pulling my bra off. With a smile he pulls me into him, chest to chest as he starts to leave kisses on my neck and jaw, nibbling and leaving love bites. 

I let my head fall back on the couch as he pulls me onto his lap on the couch. 

I can feel how hard his cock is getting through his jeans, causing me to moan. 

He lets out a soft chuckle, "So needy." He breathes. 

His hands move down to my waist, and he guides my hips to roll into his. I let out a moan, moving along with him, wrapping my arms around his neck as his grip on my hips tighten as he groans. 

A hand that was on my waist moves down to my aching pussy, his hand moving the fabric to the side and teasing my wet folds. My hips instinctively buck into his fingers as he teases me, his fingers just barely caressing my clit causing my back to arching, looking for further pleasure. 

"Ghost, please..." I beg, opening my eyes to look at his as his fingers just hardly pleasuring me enough for the orgasm to build. 

"Say my name again." He demands, his voice laced with lust. 

"Ghost..." I moan, trying to force his fingers to enter my pussy by moving faster. 

"My other name, Love." He says, taking his hand away from my pussy entirely. 

With a whine from the loss of feeling, I look up at him desperately.    

"Simon..." I beg. 

He smirks and sticks his fingers in my mouth, my tongue moving around them, tasting myself on then as his other hand roughly thrusting into my pussy, his thumb circling my clit. 

"That's it baby, suck my fingers while I finger fuck you..." he groans, feeling him get harder from beneath me. 

My eyes close tightly as I ride his finger faster as his fingers curl in my pussy, reaching my G-Spot perfectly. 

I feel the warmth building in my lower belly as the orgasm builds, and at the same time Simon takes his fingers out of my mouth and wraps his hand around the back of my neck. 

He pulls his fingers out of my pussy, causing my burning orgasm stop building, causing me to whimper as my eyes open to look at him. 

When I opened my eyes, he was pulling down his jeans and boxers, freeing his hard cock from his boxers. 

"I need to fuck you before we both go insane..." He grunts as he thrusts his hard cock into my wet pussy, moving his hand down to circle my clit again. 

I let out a loud moan, bouncing my hips on his cock as I feel the orgasm building in my lower tummy again. 

He flips me onto my back, laying me down on the couch as he thrusts into me with a such force that makes the couch creak. 

My legs wrap around his waist, my arms around his neck. 

"That's it... good girl..." grunts between thrusts. 

My pussy clamps around his cock as my cum coats his cock as my back arches off the couch. 

Simon continues to thrust me through my orgasm as his grows. 

I feel Simon's sweet release, his hot seed filling me as he moans. 

We sit like that for a few moments while we both attempt to catch my breath. 

Simon soon carefully pulls out of me, causing me to let out a soft whine. 

"Let me clean you up, Love." He says before getting up and moving to the small kitchen of the safe house. 

He returns with a towel and slowly moves back to me. 

"I could get used to seeing that, seeing my cum pouring out of that pretty pussy." He says with a smirk, wiping my thighs clean from his and my cum, being gentle with his every movement. 

Once cleaned up, and lays on the couch with me, rubbing me back and hips, slowly calming my body till I eventually fell asleep.