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With so many missions back to back to back, Ghost hasn't had a spare moment to himself in nearly a month. His body is beginning to protest that.
Very uncomfortably.
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07 Jun 2026
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The hot air from the windows blew a whiff of scent over to Ghost’s direction. It stank of bodies, diesel fuel, dust, and fumes, but there was one scent most notable. A combination of sweat, musk, and Soap’s three-day-old cologne that had marinated on his skin. Ghost would recognize that smell anywhere. Did the bastard forget to shower?
Or, Ghost and Soap are stuck in a hot, overcrowded train ride... and it seems Soap hasn't showered. Hijinks ensue.
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Bookmarked by NiktOuens
06 Jun 2026
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Instead, as he gnawed mindlessly on Ghost’s skin, what came out of his mouth was, “Spend your rut with me, Alpha.”
The hand in his hair pulled his head back further, almost painfully, and Soap’s mouth dropped open on a sudden moan. Ghost exhaled sharply through his nose.
“You on birth control, Johnny?” he got out between clenched teeth.
“Yes, sir,” Soap lied seamlessly.
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30 May 2026
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Dunk's lips found his nipple again, latching with renewed urgency, and the word echoed in Aerion's skull. 'Mama'. It twisted something deep in his chest—something primal, possessive. He felt his pussy clench, wetness pooling as the alpha suckled and nuzzled, calling him that name without even knowing what he was saying.
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- Part 9 of crown and mud
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11 May 2026
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So Touch Me Again, I Feel My Shadow Dissolving by softer_sin
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
24 Apr 2024
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“Poor thing,” he croons, patting over his pussy like he’s consoling it, not him and fuck that shouldn’t make him drip; the wet sound echoing in his ears. “Just want attention, don’t ya? Dumb fucks here don’t know what they’ve been given. Should be fuckin’ lined up to put you in your place.”
Johnny’s skin heats and he can only hope it doesn’t spread far enough down for him to see as he shifts restlessly on the bed. “Big talk fer a man behind a wall,” he spits.
“Harsh words for a slag flashin’ ‘is cunt,” he shoots back.
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- Part 8 of PWP Oneshots
- Part 1 of COD Oneshots
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01 May 2026