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Soap learns something shocking about Ghost that sets a plan into motion.
He also finds out that Ghost is dead. Do dead men celebrate birthdays?Bookmarked by johnlcke
23 Jun 2026
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Ghost dared lift his eyes to glance at Soap and found the man smiling at him, far too softly and fondly. It was the type of expression that made Ghost want to stab him.
“D’you want me to hold your hand, sir?”
Between the third and fourth ribs, Ghost decided. It would be fast.In the week since Ghost got hypothermia, he has been haunted by the irritating, ceaseless desire for Soap to touch him again.
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- Part 2 of Contact
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20 Jun 2026
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So, Soap’s a big guy. Obviously.
He’s not overly tall, but he’s wide in the shoulders and thick in the thighs. He’s the kind of big that’s naturally built all over: training muscles on top of mission muscles on top of an innate bulk.
He’s the kind of big that makes him immovable to most guys.
The kind of big that’s always been -ger than most everyone else—if not by height, than at least by heft.
So when they’re on mission and Ghost spots a grenade before Soap does, and, with no time to warn him, grabs him by the waist and flings him back behind cover, gear and all, Soap’s really not expecting to think much about it, aside from maybe, ‘Oh, shit.’
What he thinks instead is: ‘Oh-hmm.’
And then, in rapid succession: ‘Big.’
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Or, Soap realizes that Ghost is bigger than him. His dick realizes that’s hot.
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16 Jun 2026
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“On your knees then,” He gestures lazily to the floor between his spread legs and watches Niall swallow, eyes nervously darting between the hardwood and his face.
Niall tries that soft, reasonable tone he takes when he thinks he can steer him right. “Ruben- what are you saying? Come on, let’s just go to the couch like we-“
“I thought you were hungry?” He moves slowly, makes a show of unbuttoning his cuff and rolling the fabric up to expose his wrist. Veins on his forearms and wrist bulging and yeah, now he’s got Niall’s attention.Bookmarked by johnlcke
16 Jun 2026
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“I’m going to die.”
“Don’t be daft, Niall. It’s six months.”
Mum’s hands are moving restlessly in front of her on the cold plastic table, lips pressed together hard, the line between her brows a deep groove. At least Maura isn’t here.
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Niall goes to prison for perjury.
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15 Jun 2026