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1. Put it On Me (Being Updated - See New Fic) by NU_M00N

   Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)  

   • Not Rated
   • Graphic Depictions Of Violence
   • F/M, Multi
   • Work in Progress

   02 Feb 2023

   Tags

   • Graphic Depictions Of Violence
   • Simon "Ghost" Riley/Original Female Character(s)
   • John "Soap" MacTavish/Original Female Character(s)
   • Simon "Ghost" Riley
   • John "Soap" MacTavish
   • John Price (Call of Duty)
   • Kate Laswell
   • Kyle "Gaz" Garrick
   • Phillip Graves (Call of Duty)
   • Hassan Zyani
   • Valeria Garza
   • Alejandro Vargas
   • Rodolfo Parra
   • Canon-Typical Violence
   • Canon Universe
   • Slow Burn
   • Slow Build
   • Hurt/Comfort
   • Hurt No Comfort
   • Fluff and Angst
   • Heavy Angst
   • Aftermath of Torture
   • Torture
   • Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD
   • Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault
   • Military Kink
   • Major Original Character(s)
   • Size Difference
   • Intergender Wrestling
   • Weapons Kink
   • Trauma
   • Near Death Experiences
   • Military Jargon
   • Implied/Referenced Terrorism
   • Chicago (City)
   • Unhealthy Relationships
   • Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms
   • Simon "Ghost" Riley is Bad At Feelings
   • Blood and Injury
   • Blood Kink
   • Injury Recovery
   • Protective 141
   • Strangers to Enemies to Lovers

   Summary

   He hated being touched, but this was an exception. Not like she could actually fight back. He knew he could easily overpower her.

   “You did good soldier,” He didn’t know what came over him as he gruffed out that line, anything to keep her from fighting him as he made quick work of the caked blood on her face while Soap set flares and smoke, signaling exfil at their position. She gripped his vest, half lidded eyes studying him quizzically, he knew she probably thought he was a hallucination. “Keep your eyes on me.”

   Language:

   English

   Words:

   37,139

   Chapters:

   11/?

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   Kudos:

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