#sighs dramatically . these guys......

[bi--tboy]

Friendly Fraternization Part 5- Ghost4t

 I've wanted to write this one for months but couldn't figure out how I wanted it to play out. so you may or may not see more like this in the future. Enjoy! ;)

You preferred to shower late. In the dead of night actually. It was inconvenient, sure, but you liked your nighttime routine. Exercise until you felt like jelly, hit the showers, and pass out. Its simplicity brought you comfort on bad days, and the privacy granted you peace of mind.

That was, until you heard heavy footfalls over the sound of the water hitting tile.

You quickly turned the water off and grabbed a towel, wiping through the remaining suds and wrapping it around your waist. Before you could put your shirt on, the man entered your field of view. Who else would be up at this ungodly hour other than Ghost. He seemed just as surprised to see you as you did him; his eyes- the only part of his face visible around his balaclava- widened and his shoulders rose ever so slightly. His gaze landed dead on your chest and, to your confusion, he chuckled.

“Good to know I’m not the only one,” Ghost took off his shirt and puffed out his chest. Your eyes bulged out of your head when you saw his torso. Amongst his war scars and thick muscles were two jagged lines contouring his chest. They were the oldest ones if their silver color was anything to go by.

“Lieutenant, I-” you floundered. Ghost just laughed again and dropped his pants. You followed the movement instinctually, looking right at his mound covered in thick blond pubes. There was no confusion now- Ghost was also trans.

“Didn’t mean to interrupt,” Ghost drawled out, walking past you and into the stall you were just using. “People are usually asleep at this time. Guess that’s why you’re here too.” He turned the water back on and checked the temperature with his hand. He finally removed his balaclava and tossed it on to the bench nearby. The intimacy Ghost was providing wasn’t lost on you- to your knowledge, only Price (and maybe Soap) had seen him without it. You tried to take a mental capture of his face in case you never saw it again: short-cropped hair, blue eyes and dark circles, a strong yet crooked nose that had a deep scar that ran through the bridge, cheeks that looked hallowed and had a scar that ran across his right side, and lips that looked uncharacteristically soft. You fleetingly wondered how they’d feel against yours. You met his eyes again and blushed. He extended a hand to you as he stepped in.

“Well?” he asked, “You getting in?”

That’s how you found yourself here, making out with your lieutenant under the steam of the shower. Ghost had your back against the tile, one hand by your head and the other wrapped around your waist, bringing you closer. He tasted like cigarettes mixed with toothpaste, and strangely it made you want him even more. You slid your tongue into his mouth, asking for permission, and were met with a deep groan as he let you explore his mouth. His moan reverberated through your skull and down your body, ending in a throb in your dick. You trailed a hand across Ghost’s body, squeezing his muscles as you passed them under your fingers. When you reached the top of his legs, you felt him thrust his hips into yours. You smiled at his eagerness and moved to touch his dick. He was thicker and longer than you, and you could feel his thrumming pulse even down here. You gave him a little tug and he groaned again, breaking the kiss to caress the junction of your ear and neck. Your hand slid further back and felt wetness you knew wasn’t from the shower. Fuck, he was wet enough for the both of you.

“Yeah? You wanna test that?” He rasped in your ear. You gasped when you realized you had spoken your last thought aloud, but nodded regardless. Ghost turned off the water and grabbed his towel that hung over the wall to place on the bench next to his balaclava. He ushered you to sit on the towel and kissed you again as he stood over you. “Sorry mate, it’s a risk to bring you back to my bed. I need you now anyway,” He manhandled you again so you laid down across the bench, legs hanging off either side, as he straddled it as well. From this angle he could see you on full display. He hummed as he ran his fingers from your front hole to your dick which stood at attention. He gave your dick a few good strokes before readjusting his position so he could suck on it. You moaned as his tongue flicked the underside of the head relentlessly. He moved lower to play with your entrance, giving you stimulation but not fully fucking you with his tongue.

“Lieutenant, please, stop teasing me,” you begged breathlessly, bucking into his face. Ghost decided to have mercy, just this once, and backed away from your dick. Yet again he repositioned you and himself, throwing one of your legs over his shoulder and slotting your sexes together. You felt his dick touching your own and bit your lip as he began grinding down, back and forth, getting you both off. You tilted your hips upward and began moving with him, grabbing his hips and thrusting him down harder onto your dick. Ghost made out with you again, both pairs of lips connecting and swapping saliva and slick. His rough hands running across your body, groping wherever he could. This was bliss. You blearily wondered if you had actually died on the battlefield and this was transgender heaven. Either way, you wanted to stay here forever.

Your orgasm came fast, before you could even warn Ghost. Ghost rocked his body in time with your breathing as you rode out your high and then rocked some more until you began squirming away in sensitivity. He let your leg down and moved up so his beefy thighs straddled your face. His hands found their way around your head as he brought your lips to his dick so you could suck him off, which you did ravenously. You could taste yourself on his dick, his musky slick filling your nose as it mixed with the scent of his mellow body wash. You let your mouth be used by him as your brain fully shut off, basking in your afterglow and loving the feeling of letting Ghost be in control of your air supply. He gruffy announced his impending climax before moaning loudly, filling your mouth with his cum which you swallowed without thought. If he let you, you would’ve suckled on him until he was raw. He stepped away panting, tapping your legs so you’d make room for him to sit. You both gathered your bearings in comfortable silence.

“Fuckin’ hell. That was…” Ghost trailed off, wonder in his eyes as he looked at you. “This can’t be a one-time thing.”

You smirked and began to collect what you had walked in with. “Well, now you know when I take showers. I’ll be seeing you, Lieutenant.” You gave him one more quick peck- which only left him wanting more- before putting your clothes on and walking out, heading towards your quarters.

It seemed you’d have a new step in your nighttime routine.

[existingingrey]

Married your honor.

Damn, what a picky bastard, seriously.

백공죽 Expanded Version.

[trevination]

a variety of marlie (aka micah foster x charlie torres-moore) (aka trevor's greaser and josh's greaser) screenshots from the gma performance <3 i'm so obsessed with them

(credit it @elisadoreyou for their name and characters and being insane abt them with meeee <3)

[ken-tfc]

Recuerde moot mío, por tres de arroz dos de agua y un chin de sal

Obrigado, vou lembrar dessa informação.

eu não falo espanhol

sua mãe

[catgirlkirigiri]

🔥Centipede furry yaaaaay🔥

Idk how people make anthro bug limbs look like bug limbs but also functionally anthro so don't mind her weird limbs k thanks

[joleneghoul]

The fact nobody in VG notices Rooks literal psychosis actually makes me sad and not bc Varrics dead in the game lmfao. Nobody even knows Rook enough to notice something is going on, and if they do, they dont point it out like damnnnnn.

[sonic-official]

biting you biting you biting you b

ah! ☝️ I presume this is the splendid vampire girl jinx my dear friend @divinelyrotting referred to earlier

[oldbutchdanielcraig]

one of the craziest things about twelveclara is that they (a little bit) inadvertently made doctor who an EXTREMELY sensual show. this is first and foremost because of some intentionally scripted moments, and i think it also has a lot to do with peter and jenna’s chemistry and twelve’s gravitas as a character. but the main thing to me is the fact that they don’t kiss at all. because doctor who overall tries to toe the line between “having to write explicit romantic relationships every season that ultimately end” and “not writing emotionally or romantically compelling characters at all” by just making all the romance very casual. each doctor kisses multiple people! there are frequent references to romantic & sexual exploits the doctor’s had with various historical figures & alien beings! these largely feel like “joke” kisses — ie rose and ten kissing in new earth when it’s technically cassandra in rose’s body. they depict a kiss, but the kiss itself doesn't count because of some extenuating circumstance, or it's played for laughs.

that basically drops off with twelve for a handful of reasons. but then there's undoubtedly a budding romance between clara and the doctor, and it would damage a lot of integrity if the same kind of halfhearted jokey canon happened. so instead it’s just like … subtle touches and knowing glances and devastating codependency and nowhere for it to go but to expand between them and turn into basically like. the sexiest thing on television

[cureofthenonesense]

Fujin being a girl in mk1 and (possibly) having a crush on Kung Lao is not something I had on my bingo card

[altarfates]

date night on the ominous ribcage stairs.

[swelteringfire]

STOP I responded to that positivity train thingy thinking it was nice n all and after re-reading the 1st post I realized you could only reblog it and @ someone IF YOU WERE MENTIONED BEFOREHAND.

[bonnie-the-mutt]

I wish more people in the agere community asked to use petnames/nicknames !!!!!!!!!!!!!! it's so freaking uncomfy !!! I'm not ur shnookums lovey pookie bear !!! I'm 6 years old !!!!!! /nm /dra

regression ≠ consent !!!!!!

[maretriarch]

old men love to violently leer

[watermelinoe]

it sucks to have auditory processing issues when trying to communicate in your second language bc you will be doing just fine with most people and then you meet someone with a heavier or unfamiliar accent or who doesn't enunciate as clearly and you're cooked

[moomoocowmaid]

Why do you hate me? Why you want me to die a slow and informationless death? Feed me your fun facts please.. like the numbers on the back of your credit card…

[chaos-has-theories]

I FINALLY read The Unwanted Guest yesterday! And by "read" I mean "did a reading", I got to do Ianthe, none if us had read the script beforehand, and we randomly improvised with chairs to follow the scene instructions, it was absolutely glorious.

ANYWAY. I cannot decide what is hotter: Palamedes in his terrible half-burnt suit and the cigarette he doesn't know why he's holding, or Ianthe with her maid/butler routine.

Believe me, no one is more horrified to realize this than me.