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#ohshiiit #hurt Ghost #read all seven parts instead of studying thumbs up really good #monster ghost #monster cod #selkie coffee shop au

S'mores Mocha

Here ya go :)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Ghost dragged himself out of bed. He was more than a little disappointed Soap hadn’t stayed, but he supposed he understood. Work was work and Soap seemed to take his job very seriously

He went to see Soap as always. Soap brightened immediately and slid a drink over to him. “It’s a thing I’m trying. You’re my guinea pig.”

Ghost looked at the drink. Dark coffee with marshmallows topping it and graham cracker crumbs covering it. He sipped it. “S’mores?”

“Bingo!” Soap leaned over and kissed his cheek through the fabric, setting Ghost on fire inside. “Think it could be a permanent part of the menu?”

“Oh, definitely. What would you name it?”

“Think of something for me.” Soap smiled.

“Doing less with s’mores.”

Soap laughed. “I like this. Didn’t know you were funny.”

“Oh, I definitely am. I make everyone at work frustrated with me.”

“Tell me another one?”

Ghost thought about it before leaning in. “Why is it so easy to shoot a fish in a barrel?”

“Why?”

“It’s already in the gun.”

Soap stared at him, visibly fighting off laugher before he cracked and started giggling. “I see why they get frustrated! That was terrible!”

“You have any?”

“Hmm. Where do you learn to make ice cream?”

“Where?”

“Sundae school.” Soap smiled, cleary proud of himself as Ghost laughed. “You have a nice laugh. You should use it more often.”

Ghost flushed and smiled at him. “I was wondering if you wanted to go out again?”

Soap hummed. “Do you want to just come by my house?”

Ghost nodded immediately. “Sure. Text me your address?”

“Sure thing, sweetheart. I’ll see you tonight.” He winked and let Ghost take the drink.

Ghost went to Alejandro and Rodolfo’s place when he was done since it was getting later in the day and they should be open. Alejandro wanted details and Ghost once again regretted letting Jason have their phone numbers. Dude did not know how to keep his mouth shut.

“It was fine.”

“It must’ve been fantastic if you’re willing to say.” Alejandro acted like he had a book of translations for Ghost. Most of the translations were wrong, but he got it right this time.

Ghost groaned though, not wanting for them to know he wanted to gush about it. “He’s so empathetic. And fun. Self proclaimed adrenaline junkie which is perfect for me.”

“You could take him flying.” Rodolfo pointed out. His own wings, downy soft and feathered were out. Angelic wasn’t the first time Ghost would use to describe Rodolfo, but he looked the part with his wings out. That wasn’t to be disparagingly, he thought Rodolfo was great. But you see a man kill a group of people and keep walking and its hard to consider them holy in any regard.

“No. Have to let him know what I am.”

“Are you sure he’s human?” Alejandro tilted his head. “Apparently Gaz has met him before, though he didn’t know much about him. Barely remembers him really.”

Ghost thought back to the aquarium. “He got upset at the idea of a mermaid in a tank. Shows a level of empathy to monsters most human don’t really have if they think we’re fake. But I haven’t seen anything.”

“Tried and true method is to wear an iron ring.” Rodolfo pointed out. “Though, may cause an awkward conversation between you two if it burns him.”

Ghost thought about it. “Yeah. Might try that.” He ate with them and then left to Soap’s.

Alejandro noticed he had gotten a text from Gaz. “hey why are you asking questions about Soap”

“Oh, he and Ghost have been dating.” He didn’t think much of it. Ghost would never tell them willingly, but he doubted he’d get very upset he told Gaz.

“I’m sorry, they’re dating? How long?” The sudden punctuation caught Alejandro off guard.

“They’re not that serious. Why?”

“I just didn’t really see Ghost as that kind of guy. Won’t last very long.”

Alejandro realized he was clearly missing something. He decided to call Gaz.

Ghost arrived and knocked on his door. Soap had a proper house which was funny for some reason. The hallway inside was rather bare and there were placed in the dust on the wall and table that suggested there was usually stuff there. He didn’t question it though because his ski mask was shoved up and Soap was kissing his neck, pinning him to the wall. For a brief moment, panic ran through him but he forced himself to relax and let Soap press against him. The rings on his hands glinted and Ghost kept following those gorgeous hands.

Ghost ran his hands down his back, admiring the muscle, the softness. He pushed Soap away just long enough to remove his shirt. Soap quickly got Ghost’s off as well, keeping them on equal footing. They met in the middle before Soap started to kiss down his body, sinking to his knees. Ghost quickly tangled his hands in his hair.

The only thing Ghost could hear was his own breathing and Soap undoing his buckle. He took a deep breath before immediately having it punched out of him by Soap’s mouth. He sank his teeth into his glove to keep quiet and felt Soap’s fingertips dig into his hips as he pulled away.

“Simon, I want to hear you.”

They hadn’t even made it through the rest of the house and Ghost was wondering if they were right. If Soap was a succubus or demon trying to steal his soul. He’d hand it over if Soap just asked.

Ghost quickly put his hand back on Soap’s head and groaned as he took him back into his mouth. He wasn’t the most vocal, but he didn’t muffle anything and that seemed to be good enough for Soap. His tongue ran along one of Ghost’s veins and he turned bright red as he moaned.

Ghost tapped him quickly to warn him but Soap continued on. When he came, Soap just happily swallowed around him before pulling off and looking up at him.

“Are you okay with me topping tonight?” He asked it casually, like he was asking if he wanted a drink.

Ghost would let Soap flay him open and eat his heart. Instead of saying something like that, he just nodded and let Soap lead him forward.

Giving up control was never something Ghost was good at, but Soap was so nice about it. He put him on his back in the bed that smelled like salt and Soap and kissed him all over. Ghost’s skin felt like it was on fire, not used to being touched so much, so fast or so intimately.

Soap’s tongue ran along the pulse point in his throat and Ghost ripped off his mask to toss it elsewhere. His hands trembled until Soap pulled them to his hips, running his own hands along Ghost’s chest eagerly. He kissed all over him.

Ghost slowly, slowly relaxed. Johnny wouldn’t hurt him.

Soap was incredibly sweet as he prepped him. He held him while he fucked him, kissing Ghost’s face as he pushed into him. They tangled together more and more and Ghost wanted to give in. He wanted to give him everything.

Once they were done, Soap had marked up his shoulders and thighs with bites and Ghost was pretty sure he hadn’t been this sore in ages. Soap was running his hands through Ghost’s hair, their legs still intertwined. He scratched gently at Ghost’s scalp and Ghost had to bite his lip to keep from purring.

“I’m going to go shower. If you want to join me, you can.”

“I’ll be there in just a minute.” Ghost whispered back, kissing his hand as he pulled away. Now that he was alone in the bed, he noticed the smell. Soap hadn’t worn cologne as long as he had known him, but it was soaked into his bedsheets. Maybe it was just his detergent. Ghost decided to just push it away, not wanting to think about it. Instead, he joined Soap in the shower, flinching at how cold it was.

“Jesus. Problems with your water heater?”

“No, just prefer it cold.” Soap turned it up a bit for him and Ghost pressed in close to soak up any body heat he could. “I’d think a military man like you would be used to it.”

“I quickly climbed the rank to Lieutenant specifically for hot showers.” Ghost nuzzled along his neck.

Soap laughed. “You’re so cuddly after sex. Are you like that for everyone or just me?”

Ghost growled at him and nipped under his jaw. He knew the truth was yes, it was just Johnny. Something about him made him soft.

“You’re so cute, sweetheart.” Soap squeezed his biceps, pulling his attention back on him instead of in his head. They washed up and Ghost grimaced as he had to pull on his dirty clothes again.

“Oh, I have something that might fit you a bit better.” Soap offered him a shirt. It was definitely far too big for Soap, even if it was still too tight for Ghost.

“Why do you have this around?”

Soap shrugged and completely ignored the question, tossing Ghost his phone. Ghost frowned a little, but assumed it may be something embarrassing or from an ex. He didn’t really care, he had Soap right now.

“Goodnight, Ghost.”

Ghost realized he was being kicked out and tried to shove down that disappointment. They hadn’t really done much besides fuck. Still, he left, not wanting to overstay his welcome.

He slept in. He couldn’t remember the last time he did that. Ghost groaned and checked his phone.

His phone was full of messages from different people. Rodolfo had called him which was never a good sign. After a moment though, he decided whatever it was could wait. The most recent one being from Alejandro saying there was something important and to drop by in the morning when he could so clearly it wasn’t that urgent.

Did the team go out and get drunk? He saw Gaz, Alejandro, Jason and Rodolfo. It wasn’t the most in character thing for them to not invite him, but he always turned them down so he wasn't upset that they didn’t.

It clearly wasn’t a mission. Price would’ve called him for that.

Ghost still wouldn't have answered but regardless. Price would’ve called him.

He went to the cafe, wanting to see what fun drink Soap would try with him. Maybe he could drag him away. Kiss him all over. Ghost craved more attention. More softness. Greedy as always.

The shop was closed. Huh.

Ghost frowned and hesitated. It was 7. The cafe was clearly closed though. It opened at 5. The break in the routine and the concern for Soap led to him walking over to Soap’s home. He glanced around, not noticing anything different.

Ghost knocked, feeling something in his ears. He shouldn’t be here. Why was he doing this?

Someone else answered. Someone he barely recognized from when he happened to work adjacent or had to pass through the home base here.

“Lieutenant Riley.” Wayne smiled at him. He was a Sergeant in a different taskforce. Ghost hadn’t even bothered to pick the name of it. “Did something happen on base?”

Ghost stared, caught between glass. He must have the wrong house right?

“Sweetheart.” Soap’s voice rang out, sounding stupidly excited. “Who’s at the door?”

Wayne saw the recognition is his eyes and put it together. He laughed. For some reason. “Oh, I see. Don’t worry. I’m not upset. Johnny and I have an open relationship when I’m deployed. Didn’t want to tie my husband down when I’m gone so long ya know? Christ, when he said he had slept with a masked military man, I didn’t really put together that you were on leave.”

Ghost nodded silently, though he barely really processed any of it. Husband?

Jesus Christ. All that talk about being heartless and he gave his heart away like a fucking idiot. He got attached. He didn’t even know why. Soap had added fucking sprinkles to his drink and Ghost, no, Simon. Simon made this mistake. Suddenly thought he was special?

“I’m surprised. He said you were clingy. Never took you for the type. But hey, ever want a threesome, yeah?” He winked at him and Ghost felt sick. What did Soap tell him? Clingy? No secrets between spouses right?

His body felt on display. His mask only covered the bottom of his face and he felt exposed. Did Soap talk about him? What he looked like?

“I hope this won’t effect our work, Riley.”

Ghost spun on his heel and left.

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