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"My orgasms are fine." Ghost grunts, kicking out from the couch to catch the toe of his boot viciously against Soap's shin.
"Okay, they're 'fine'" Soap mocks, barely wincing at the new ache in his leg and barrelling on anyway. "but could they be better?"
"This is about Sarajevo." Ghost says and Soap rears back like he's been slapped.
"It is not about Sarajevo-"
"Oh my God this is absolutely about fucking Sarajevo!" Ghost scoffs, and actual smile breaking across his face as he understands. "You're in a snit because I said all of my orgasms have been fine and that includes the one you gave me."
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- Part 3 of Low Spirits: Bottom Ghost Weeks Fics
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30 Aug 2025
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In a fit of panic and desperate need, Roach hides in the first room he comes across. It just so happens that his two superiors - the two people he's been yearning after - stumble into the same room right after.
He doesn't expect to be caught.
He definitely doesn't expect to be invited back.
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17 Aug 2025
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and twilight gives me;
an inner sanctity
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09 Aug 2025
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i don't say please, i don't say thank you by littlehorusaximand
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
12 Jul 2024
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Soap curled his fingers to slip the tips under the waistband of Ghost's underwear, sliding the rough palm of his glove down until he was holding Ghost's dick gently in his hand; Ghost made a low noise that was halfway between a growl and a moan at the harsh texture.
"Don't get pouty with me, I'm doin' you a favor," Soap said, trailing his fingertips down deeper towards Ghost's hole. "Keep you nice and ready for when we get there."
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captain mactavish reminds his lieutenant that patience is important.
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07 Aug 2025
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He’s been marked by Ghost in many different ways. Spit and cum and bite marks and blood and bruises—and on one memorable occasion, a knife when he begged Ghost to give him something that would last. The initials SR are gouged into his left inner thigh, and the look Ghost gave him when he was done made Soap feel like he could swallow the sun, more powerful than God with double His achievements in a fraction of the time.
It doesn’t even occur to Soap that there’s a way he’s missing.
Ghost pisses on Soap.
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05 Aug 2025
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"Lookin' for something?" MacTavish drawls, initiating a conversation for the first time that night.
"Think I found it, actually," is the reply he gets, and he has to force his expression not to change as he realizes how much it reminds him of Ghost's voice. He pushes the thought to the side. A few similarities is nothing more than coincidence. So what if he hooks up with someone that makes him think of Ghost? It's not like the man would know.
It's not often that MacTavish gets the chance to indulge in his base desires, so when he finally gets the opportunity to hit up a gay pub—a leather one no less—he can't resist going out on the pull. He doesn't intend to hook up with someone that reminds him of Ghost, but that doesn't stop him from picking up a lad that's eerily similar to his lieutenant. A coincidence is just a coincidence—except when that coincidence leads to fucking your subordinate in a pub alleyway.
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29 Jul 2025
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17 Jul 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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15 Jul 2025
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Soap settles onto the small couch like it's a throne, his relaxed posture radiating quiet confidence, one arm thrown across the back and his legs spread wide enough it's clear he has no intention of leaving room for his alpha toy to sit next to him. He hardly has to gesture towards the floor in front of himself before Simon is dropping to his knees so fast it hurts. He crawls forward till he's directly between Johnny's knees and is rewarded with a hand carding through his hair, nails gently scraping against his scalp where the hair is buzzed short. He leans into the touch, trying his best to be subtle, and follows where the hand guides him, his cheek coming to rest on Johnny's thigh as he gazes up at him.
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The CIA calls in a favor the 141 owes, sending Ghost and Soap undercover at an arms dealer's fancy party. Not their forte, but simple enough. The catch? Their cover is as a rich man and his sugar baby, and the sugar daddy can't be an alpha—it can't be Ghost. Good thing pretending to be Soap's submissive boy toy comes all too naturally.
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12 Jul 2025
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"I don't bottom," Soap said firmly. "No penetration of any kind, ever." He ran a hand through his hair, giving away his nervousness. "That's not something that's going to change, so if that's an issue for you—"
"It's not," Simon assured him. He would almost be offended at the strength of the look of relief on the other's face if not for how closely it mirrored the feeling in his own chest. The relief set in with a sensation not unlike the feeling of the first dose of hospital grade painkillers kicking in. Soap didn't want him to top. Thank fucking god. He chuckled, then let all of the tension that had been plaguing him melt away with his next exhale.
He could see the younger man lower his hackles, that defensive aggression washing away in favor of a small smile. "Seems like we're made for each other, huh," Soap mused.
The older man smiled back. "Seems so, Johnny."
"Well, now that the uncomfortable part is out of the way, how about you come pick out a strap?"
Oh Simon should've known Soap would have multiple to choose from. That was a sign he was in for a good fuck. "I would love to."
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26 Jun 2025
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Ghost looked up from his desk to where Soap was sitting in the spare chair he kept in his office. The younger man tapped the back of his wrist as if he were wearing a watch, head tilted lazily back against the wall but eyes firmly locked on him. "Work day's over."
The blond looked down at the paperwork in front of him briefly and then back to the other man. "I'm nearly done, give me just a few more minutes."
That had Soap lifting his head up, one hand coming to rest on the ankle he had crossed over the opposite knee. "Funny, that's what you said last time." His voice went low, a dangerous, promising edge to it. "Do I need to remind you how that went for you?"
Ghost struggled to swallow the lump that suddenly appeared in his throat. "No," he replied. "I remember." He felt his pants start to grow tight from the mere thought of what happened last time. The arousal was accompanied by a near equal amount of nervous dread.
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24 Jun 2025
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Virgin emo twink gets pussy pounded by massive hung jock by aryu
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
06 Apr 2025
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Ivan suggests they watch porn together. For some reason, Till agrees, and the videos Ivan picks are...weird. The actors bear a strange resemblance to himself and Ivan. It's inspiring, but not in the way Till anticipated it being.
“Teenage boys watch pornography together all the time,” Ivan confirms. His expression doesn’t waver even a little bit. He is serious, isn’t he?
“Can you at least say ‘porn’ like a normal person?” Till folds his legs up into his chair, propping his chin up on his knees. Ivan’s fingers fly over the keys, his mouse glides smoothly across the branded pad that came with the computer, and he opens his web browser. When he types ‘porn’ into the address bar, there are no suggested websites that appear. He either never watches it, or he clears his history every time like a creepy stalker freak.
Ivan adds ‘ography’ to the end of the word before he hits enter. Till despises him. Really and truly, he hates Ivan.
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09 Jun 2025
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“If you’d have called me asking for help,” Till says, slowly, carefully, “I wouldn’t have picked up.”
He sees, and is somewhat startled by, the impact of his words. Ivan sways on his feet almost imperceptibly, and in his eyes there is the smallest sliver of passion. Of hatred. Then Till watches Ivan piece himself back together, indifferent and efficient as always.
“That’s the difference between you and me,” Ivan says with vindictive superiority. “I never would have called.”
ivantill breakup au
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23 May 2025
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Ivan was not a good guy and Till hated him.
It turned out that by noise complaints, the man had not been referring to parties, but to himself.
More specifically, in bed.
He had essentially come over to introduce himself to Till and say oh yeah, by the way, I have lots of loud sex.
or, the downward spiral of Till's sanity.
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- Part 1 of love thy neighbor (tiiv)
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16 May 2025
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desire, shaped like two hands wrapped around a throat by scrthr
Fandoms: Alien Stage (Web Series)
23 Sep 2024
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When Ivan finally speaks, his voice is quieter than Till has heard it before. “Is that all you’ve got? Pathetic.”
The second and third strikes land with a startling crack of sound. Ivan’s head turns with the impact, the sharp sound of skin-on-skin breaking through the silence. When Ivan drags his gaze back to Till’s, something jolts low in Till’s gut. Tears cling to Ivan’s lower lashes. Both of his hands are on Till’s wrist now, gripping tight — not pushing him away. Not trying to pry Till’s grip off his neck. Clinging to a lifeline. His hands are shaking. His whole body is shaking. He’s leaning forward, pressing his own throat into Till’s grasp.
till attends a prestigious conservatoire. he hates everyone there, but he hates ivan most of all. ivan doesn't know when to stop running his mouth. till knows exactly how to shut him up.
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Ivan stops functioning. He gapes, blinks repeatedly, fingers flexing on Till’s abdomen for a prolonged minute, the longest Till ever experienced.
Then.
“Belly. Stronger smell.”
Till nods, hand lightly brushing Ivan’s in comfort as the young man tiptoes toward the most reasonable conclusion.
“You… You have been more fatigued than usual in the last week.”
Again, Till signs that he is right, playing with his cuff absentmindedly.
“Till.”
“Mh?”
Ivan gasps. Does he have to be this dramatic? Till thinks, feeling himself starting to blush, eyebrows furrowing. “Speak, would you? Do I have to do everything?”
“Sorry. I– You– Sunbae,” he tries and tries, his other hand pointing at Till, then at himself, “did I put a baby in you?”Ivan, Till and nine months of pregnancy shenanigans. Shamelessly domestic. A bit of a scandal.
Sequel of "Hand in hand we dance", though it can be read on its own.Series
- Part 2 of OTR omegaverse
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29 Apr 2025
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"It's a pleasure to meet you. I hope we'll have a pleasant collaboration."
“Likewise.”
They say your life flashes before your eyes on the brink of death, but Ivan sure hopes he is not dying right upon meeting the love of his life, even if it feels like it.
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- Part 1 of OTR omegaverse
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29 Apr 2025
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One touch was all Till needed to succumb to his friend's charms.
What was he supposed to do when a week full of hushed reassuring words, firm but lingering touches, and gentle gaze that seemed to hold on for longer than normal suddenly stopped? It's not like he cares. No way. He doesn't care if Ivan doesn't randomly nip at his nape anymore, or if the stupid blockhead stopped doing those innocent caresses on his thighs anymore, or, or if those endless obsidian eyes stopped paying attention to everything he does.
Haha nope.
Nuh uh.
That was until a week later, he couldn't cum without imagining Ivan's touch or the way Ivan looks at him, even going as far as imagining himself bedding Ivan. His head filled with the thoughts of stupid blockheads with stupid pretty eyes and stupidly hot body as he touched himself.
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27 Apr 2025
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Oh.
Oh, shit.
“Ah, fuck,” he puts his head in his hands. He’s so fucked. “Mizi, I think I care about him, maybe just a little.”
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Till feels like Ivan is slipping past his fingers. Or, maybe, he's just a little in love and can't say it.
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27 Apr 2025
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One of the perks of being married and living together is that sometimes, you can just wake up to your very soft, very pretty husband whining heavily on your cock.
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25 Apr 2025