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Simon isn't used to luxury or opulence.
He inadvertently ends up in the sights of one John MacTavish – rich, middle-aged, looking for someone to spoil.
"So you want to be, like, my sugar daddy?" Simon asks, jokingly. It's not a joke anymore when John says yes.
Simon grows to like luxury and opulence rather much.
(or: I think simon riley deserves to be a sugar baby to an older, gruff, lascivious john mactavish. they fuck 90% of the time)
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22 Oct 2025
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Captain John MacTavish had a problem. This was not new; as the one in charge of the 141 he had to deal with a great deal of problems of various calibers. Nor was it new for his lieutenant to manage to create and solve his problems in equal measure. What was new was this specific problem. It was driving him insane in a way nothing else had managed to in quite some time, its source was around constantly, and worst of all, there was fuck all he could do about it.
Captain John MacTavish had a problem, and that problem was Ghost's lower half in his new tac gear.
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Ghost's hand slid up into the bottom of his mohawk, fingers grabbing a fistful of hair as he arched into him. "Promise, captain?" A thread of desperation ran through the words. Both of them were familiar with things worth dying for, but neither of them knew how to handle something like this–something worth living for.
John let go of the hip harness with his other hand and wrapped it around the other's jaw, turning his head so they were face to face, mere inches apart, the long lines of their bodies overlaid. "Yeah, Riley." Desire, commitment, intent; all that and more distilled down into one short phrase. "I promise."
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27 Apr 2025
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If Not in the Crimson Dawn, Then by Pale Night by CedarDove for toomanybats
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
05 Feb 2025
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But, Simon isn't pulled under. He's pressed against Soap's front, an arm around his waist to hold him close. Fingers tangle into Soap's matted chest hair, clinging to him with both a healthy amount of apprehension, and exhilaration. The softest vibration of a purr tickles through his body when Soap stoops down, and captures Simon's lips in a deep, languid kiss. Eyes a mile wide, Simon can't find it in himself to struggle as his fingers creep up, framing Soap's throat as he melts.
Years… It's been years since he's tasted the touch of another man's lips against his.
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A love story between Ghost, once a lieutenant of the Royal Navy - turned pirate captain, and Soap, a merfolk, who Ghost saves from a fisherman's net.
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30 Mar 2025
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Soap is a PhD student, doing his research in Antarctica on the behaviors and hunting habits of leopard seals. During his expedition, he becomes obsessed with a leucistic seal, who he's taken to calling Ghost.
His attempts at tagging Ghost for tracking purposes have all failed, leaving Soap frustrated, but determined to try again. He won't stop until he gets the data he needs for his dissertation.
At the same time, Soap is stuck in an escalating, heated flirting match with a hydroponics employee at another base. It's foolish to form romantic relationships with someone he knows will vanish from his life once their expeditions are over, but there's something fascinating about this man that he can't ignore.
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A fun little MerMay twitter fic, adapted for easier reading on ao3!
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30 Mar 2025
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He impatiently tugged at the waistband of Soap's jeans, desperate to get more of him into his mouth, and as Soap obliged and helped him push them down to his knees, the captains cell rang.
They both looked at the mobile phone for a second and then back at each other, Roach holding Soap's cock, slick with saliva, slowly running his hand up and down it while he waited for further instruction.
Soap picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID. He smirked and looked back at Roach. "Keep goin', love," he said as he picked up the call.
Roach kept a hand on Soap's dick, holding it at just the right angle to let him lick up his captain's balls, earning an appreciative grunt from Soap as he brought the phone to his ear. "Ghost."
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- Part 4 of sweet tooth
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07 Feb 2025