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It should be easy. The mission’s meant to be easy, a quick in and out, as routine as a covert infiltration of a foreign territories’ secret research facility can possibly be. Which is, of course, why it goes wrong. Now, Ghost is dosed up with truth serum and he can't seem to stop confessing to anyone who'll listen that he's in love with Soap.
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05 Jun 2026
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Sakura's house is declared the unofficial ANBU emergency room and so Sakura sees faceless spooks weekly, slipping into her house in the dead of night. They slip into her life just as quietly. They slip into her bed less silently and more enthusiastically.
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02 Jun 2026
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In their line of work, risk and reward are irreparably linked; courting Ghost had been a risk. Convincing Ghost to set aside regulation and his own personal safeguards had almost killed him with how desperate he’d gotten, and now he gets to feel Heaven’s bloody Gates around his cock every day and not want to stay forever? Not want to lock Ghost in with him, deeper and more scarring than any mating bite? To not trap him close with a hand on his nape and a child in his belly?
No. Ghost is his, Soap fought for and damn near died in his pursuit of this perfect, beautiful, impossible man, and he’s going to fucking keep him.
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31 May 2026
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The first one to spot the toy is Price. The first one to use it is Gaz.
It goes like this: the 141’s been officially moved into a unit barracks together, individual bedrooms circling a commons with a reasonably-sized bathroom and what could charitably be called a kitchen if you were looking at it sideways. Separate enough from the main barracks and officer’s quarters to be technically private, but definitely more aiming to separate them just that bit more from the usual riff-raff, give them that extra edge of deniability. Not that they mind, those of them that socialize manage to do it plenty besides, and the ones of them that don’t appreciate having a place to sit quietly without interruption.
So when Price first sees the thick tube sitting on the coffee table as he preps for the morning, plastic and shiny and with a little clear strip down the side to see the soft pink insides, he assumes one of his Sergeants was having a little fun the night previous and forgot to clean up after. It’s a pleasant thought to be sure, one he’ll consider for the rest of the day, so he leaves it be.
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- Part 16 of Noc’s Military Propaganda
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02 Feb 2026
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“What do you need?” Ghost asked.
“Just your scent,” Soap said.
That hurt some, the knowledge that Soap only wanted him for this. But if this was the extent of Soap’s need for him, Ghost wouldn’t argue. Would sit there and behave as Soap fucked himself on his knotting toys, would let him break the heat like that.
Because Soap could have gone to any alpha on base. Could have flashed that pretty scent and had any one of them lining up to help.
But he hadn’t.
He had chosen Ghost.Bookmarked by OceanEyes
29 Jan 2026