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1. Love Crime by dopaminedepriveddoormat for thebluescreen

   Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)  

   • Explicit
   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • M/M
   • Complete Work

   09 Dec 2024

   Tags

   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • John "Soap" MacTavish/Simon "Ghost" Riley
   • Simon "Ghost" Riley
   • John "Soap" MacTavish
   • John Price (Call of Duty)
   • Kyle "Gaz" Garrick
   • Kate Laswell
   • Dubious Consent
   • Top Simon "Ghost" Riley
   • Bottom John "Soap" MacTavish
   • Established Relationship
   • Under-negotiated Kink
   • Obsessive Behavior
   • Possessive Simon "Ghost" Riley
   • Praise Kink
   • Predator/Prey
   • when a game of tag ends up with you getting fucked in the woods
   • Corruption
   • Anal Sex
   • Yippee
   • Knifeplay
   • Gun Kink
   • Blood Kink
   • Ghost is very descriptive
   • he wants to kill soap for hot sexy purposes
   • Face-Fucking
   • Bondage
   • with a belt hehe
   • John Price is So Done (Call of Duty)
   • Dark John Price (Call of Duty)
   • Gaz is a good friend
   • Simon "Ghost" Riley is a Menace
   • that's one way to put it
   • Minor Scent kink
   • Lube
   • :)
   • Not Safe Sane and Consensual
   • Soap has a nice time in the end
   • brief necrophilia mention
   • Smut
   • Porn with Plot
   • Fear Play
   • I span a wheel of my own kinks and this is what it landed on lol

   Summary

   Soap is on his knees, his rifle clattering to the floor as a soldier presses the cold barrel of a pistol to his temple.

   “Shit, shit…” Soap stammers, his hands trembling slightly. His wide, glossy eyes flick up to the man towering over him, his pale cheeks streaked with sweat despite the cold. He looks helpless. Pathetic. Completely at someone’s mercy.

   He looks so fucking pretty.

   Ghost’s chest tightens, something dark and primal bubbling to the surface. Soap’s lips part with a shaky breath, his throat bobbing with a nervous gulp. Ghost knows he should act, should intervene immediately, but his legs refuse to move. He swallows thickly, adjusting the tightening in his cargos as his gaze lingers on Soap’s position.

   Stay. Watch. Let it play out…

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