Smutty COD Fanfics
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Sequel to "Good Night"
Soap and Ghost fall into a nightly routine of jerking off together while keeping the illusion of being oblivious to the other's actions. Ghost confronts him.
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“All you had to do was ask, Sergeant,” Ghost murmured in his ear. The hairs on the back of Soap’s neck stood at attention, and Soap’s body wanted to do the same: stand up and salute Ghost for the sheer commanding power the man radiated.
"It was more exciting to tease you, sir," Soap confessed, and he was sure he would suffer from heatstroke from how hot his insides felt. Molten magma instead of blood circulated inside his body, and sweat in the form of lava ran down his temples. He had to look away again, the intense look in Ghost’s eyes too much for his embarrassed self to handle.
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- Part 3 of Bedtime
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Ghost nods at Soap, closing the med-pack and reattaching it to his vest, standing and offering Soap a hand. Soap takes it, naturally, standing on shaky legs that steady after a few moments, “Don’t get shot again. Don’t have time for a rescue mission every day, Johnny.”
Laughing, Soap shakes his head and punches Ghost’s shoulder, “Haud yer wheesht.”
“English, MacTavish.” Ghost tells him, and Soap can hear the smile in his voice.
Soap hopes Ghost can’t see the way he blushes, “Oh, fuck off.”
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Or: Soap gets hurt a lot and Ghost is always saving him :]
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- Part 2 of ghostsoap fics
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before you here i stand, my heart is in my hand by eggtimelads
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
16 Nov 2022
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"Yer a fuckin' liar." Soap tells him.
"Sargeant." Ghost responds, a vague imitation of a warning for him to back down from this subject. Blood is rushing through his ears and it's like everything fades away, leaving nothing but the pounding of his heart that, if he focused on, he thinks might have sounded like a repetition of Soap; Soap; Soap.
Or, Soap is an adrenaline junkie with a streak of self-sacrificing tendencies. Ghost just wants him home safe and sound.
... And in any way he can have him.
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After they detonated the missile and dropped Hassan, pushed by some unknown impulse, Ghost found himself outside Soap’s door. He had to check on him, making sure he was doing alright.
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Soap and Ghost sleep in the same room. Soap masturbates to the thought of his roommate and wants to fulfill his exhibitionist fantasies. Ghost can't help but do the same.
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- Part 2 of Bedtime
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And you will no longer
Stand between collapsing walls
Wearing a smile
Like you cannot bear it anymoreor,
they get their happy ending and I won't rip it away from them this time.
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Another smutty one shot. Brain worms be damned I just want to sleep.
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Ghost and Soap are on a midnight mission out in the middle of nowhere and bored out of their skulls. Exhausted and a little buzzed, Ghost accidentally lets slip that he's never gotten laid. It's a something he never would have admitted out loud under normal circumstances, especially to Soap, but it's too late to take it back. And he's not sure he wants to, now that Soap has eagerly offered to give him a lesson in the fine art of oral sex.
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Soap teaches Ghost how to suck a dick and Ghost is an amazingly fast learner.
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Soap does follow orders well, as it turns out, during a boring stakeout mission when he somehow gets Ghost to spew pure filth straight to his ears over the comms while he jerks himself off.
Truly no plot, just gorgeous smut.
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- Part 1 of A Thin Line
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But Ghost’s hand was back on his hip, gripping him tight, the other one reaching to his palm to entwine their fingers, and even though he still didn’t know what Ghost’s plan was, all he knew was that he wanted more of this, whatever this could be. And so when he felt a push urging him to move because, of course, he wanted them to slow dance, he let loose and let Ghost lead him, dragging him around like a rag-doll, taking steps he had no idea he remembered, too confused to do anything else, let alone speak.