Simon Ghost Riley 'Tough Love'

To Ourselves

It's the morning after the mission. It's finally over, and we're back at the base. But the mission isn't the only things that's over. Price payed shepherd a visit after his betrayal to our team, making Tchort on the loose once again. If Tchort is smart, he'll take his shit and go back where he came from to avoid his death. With shepherd gone, it leaves us with Laswell that we can still count on to map out our upcoming missions.

But there's still one thing I haven't addressed to the team. Or more importantly, Ghost.

Antonio

The one guard who didn't want to hurt me at wolfs prison, that I made the choice to keep alive. Was it because he was the most human out of all of them? Or perhaps because he seemed the most guilty about his jobs he was told to do by the terrorist he was working with

I'll go with both, Because quite frankly, even with my cold heart that allows me to kill any bastard that stands in my way, a part of that cold heart has a warmth hidden. A warmth that knew he didn't completely deserve the hell I would put him through.
So I let him go.

So as I'm laying in my bed surrounded by the heat my body is letting off, an unexpected knock comes to my door. It's six in the morning, the usual time Alejandro wakes me up. Except, after missions it's required we stay an extra hour in bed to let our worn body's recover, so it's a little odd that he would be standing on the outside of my room waiting for me wake.

(Play ''The weekend - The Hills' repeat til scene ends)

"Yes?"
I say in a questioning voice

The door opens silently the tall, muscular figure slowly stepping in, his body stays facing me as he pushes the door shut, locking It behind him

He walks towards me, his body making my dark room even darker as he towers over my bed

I strain my tired eyes, trying my best to just them to the dark to see who this man is. It doesn't doesn't take long to realize this slow walking figure is no one, but Ghost. His small, slow steps that created a silent intense suspense as I waited for words to flow out his mouth. But none followed. The only sound being his heavy breathing as he watches me as if he can see through the darkness and into my anticipating eyes.

"Simon"
I quietly breathe out, making him lift his head up in response. His names being heard is like a shock to his body. Only I can make his name sound even more enjoyable

"Adira"
He whispers back, moving his arms towards me, placing a hand on my now burning face. He pushes his hand farther up, his fingers sliding through my hair.
He slowly makes his way up onto my bed until he's completely over me. His legs on both sides of mine, pushing them together. His other hand lifting his mask above his soft lips that I await to collide with mine.

He closes the distance between our faces, his lips just inches away from mine as he listens to my quickening breathing. I can feel the tightening tension between us, waiting for it break.

And it does

(Switch to 'The weeknd - Come through' on repeat)

He quickly pushes his lips against mine as if he was starving for deprived ones. His lips intertwining with mine, each movement of them deepening. This wasn't a soft, gentle kiss. This was starvation of me getting the best of him. His lips detach from mine as he puts his fingers under the bottom of my shirt, pulling it over my head as quickly as possible. The heat coming off my bare body attaching to his

I return the favor, lifting his shirt off of him as I wait for our lips to meet again. He pulls my pants off, pressing himself against me, his body pressing against mine. The size of my body is so mall, that if he really wanted to, he could engulf me completely. I work my hands up his back, my nails leaving red scratch marks that trail up to his neck.

Every second, every minute, our kisses get weaker as we gasp for air. I can't fail to notice the growing hardness beneath his pants. Without a second thought, I fastly move my hands to the button on his pants

He grabs my hand tightly
"Easy there"
I can hear the smirk on his face through his words as he stops me
"Slowly"
He breathes out

I nod my head, slowly unbuttoning his jeans and sliding them down his legs which he helps with.
I try my best not to move to fast as my anticipation arises

His eyes staring directly into my pleading ones that he can't see, but feel.

"Please"
I practically whimper out in frustration

He quickly flips me on top of him, our body's hitting each other on impact. His lips meet mine once more as my delicate fingers caress his large chest, making him heave through the kisses he places on my lips

"I should warn you"
He states, pushing my chest back to separate our lips

"Yea?"

"Don't expect me to be gentle"

"Not that I would want it anyway"
I smile

He takes his briefs off, then quickly making his fingers to the rim of my panties. His favorite ones. He can't see them, but he can feel the familiar lace that lines the top. He slides them off of me, bringing his hand down to the length that is waiting for me. I'm still sitting on top of him, but he doesn't hesitate to spread my legs farther apart and slide into me without warning

My body tenses, tighter than before from the weeks of deprivation. He sucks in his breath, surprised by my body being tighter than before. He trys to keep his composure, quickly failing. He thrusts inside of me, faster than the last time we ever made contact with each other. He's not hungry, he's starving. Starving for my touch. My kisses, and-

"You're fucking body Adira"
His words shake, leaning his head back from overstimulation

I try to hold in my loud moans as he stretches me out, his strokes getting deeper, and deeper inside of me. My whimpers grow loud, making his chest rise in response to my sounds that he can't get enough of

I clench around him, getting closer by the minute

"Jesus do that again"
He rasps out

"Simon"
I whimper. He quickens his pace, his breathing even faster as quiet moans comes out his mouth that quickly come into rumbling growls from his throat. He pulses inside of me, getting closer to falling off the edge if he went any faster

He does.

"Oh fuck"
He breathes out

Not even three second pass and he pulls out, his cum hitting my stomach as he releases a grown from his mouth, making me collapse on top of him, gasping for air to fill my lungs

"Did I ever tell you- how fucking- amazing you are?"
He catches his breathe between his words

"You did. But I wanna hear it again"
I smirk

"I think you just did"
He laughs through his heavy breathing, leaning his head back in exhaustion