15 Works in Sub Bottom John "Soap" MacTavish
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“Use your words” I cooed, leaning down close enough to feel his breath against my skin. “Tell me what you want.”
I reached out, skimming my fingertips along his jawline. He sighed, sinking into my touch.
“Want you to fuck the thoughts out of my head.”
I hummed, my lips curling into a soft smile. My fingertips slipped beneath his chin, tilting his head up.
“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” i praised. His gaze dropped to my lips, want welling behind his eyelids. “Come on,”
Or: Soap seeks out the one thing that helps him clear his head
Gender Neutral reader insert
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posting some of the smut from one of my longer stories here, can be read as standalone
I may add some additional things when they break into my mind
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“If you let yourself have what you want… what would you do to me?”
Ghost’s eyes lock back onto Soap in an instant. There's a flicker in his expression—hesitation, restraint—but it’s gone in an instant, swallowed by a raw, all-consuming need.
“I wish I could live inside you,” Ghost murmurs, voice hoarse, wrecked. “I wish I could tear you apart, rip you open and look at what’s inside—fuck, your blood…” His breath shudders as his gaze drops to Soap’s arm, as if he’s trying to physically restrain himself from lunging.
Soap’s stomach twists itself into knots.
“I love every inch of you,” Ghost continues, his voice dipping lower, raspier, like the words are being dragged out of him. “You’re so vulnerable, so fragile. I fantasise about all the ways I could kill you. I want to fuck you while I chew on your veins, while I suck at your blood like I’m starving—want to bite you all over, scar your skin forever.”
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Or, Simon Riley is a vampire and gains an obsession with John MacTavish. Perverted desires and pitiful impulse control lead to difficult and blissfully violent circumstances, with a side of mental terror and horrible coping mechanisms.
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Ghost leans back to take in the view, whistling low at the sight before him. Those strong muscles bound up in green leather. How he can see the collar bob everytime he swallows. It was beautiful.
"Think you deserve a treat now. You want a bone, puppy? Come make master feel good." Soap breaths heavily through his nose, turning around to face the man so quick he almost falls over. Without his arms to catch him, his balance is off.
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Johnny finally tells Simon how BAD he wants to some nasty pet play fun in his life. Simon gives it to him good and hard.
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The Wolf knows what you want by busy_bunny for emphemeron
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
05 Aug 2025
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You and Soap have been circling around each other for weeks. Hesitant. Withdrawing. Not entirely sure what to do with it. Unlucky for you both, someone does. Sees the ache in your silence. The weakness in your want. Doesn’t need to bare his teeth — just speaks low, steady, certain.
And you both follow. Because the wolf doesn’t hunt. Doesn’t have to bait. Not when he already knows what you both want.
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Ghost finally snaps at Soap and they can ultimately feel the tension that's been brewing between them for a while...
don't read it chapter by chapter, do entire work guyz 🙏🙏
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- Part 2 of Simon "Ghost" Riley
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A compilation of all my oneshots and drabbles of Ghoap on Tumblr RAAAA
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Soap's wearing only a pair of dark boxer briefs—standard issue, thin with too many washes, clinging damp to his hips and thighs. The waistband is twisted slightly, like he'd stripped off the rest of his gear in a half-daze and collapsed into bed without bothering to fix it.
The fabric is soaked through at the front now, stretched tight where his cock presses upwards, twitching as the rhythm of his dream grips him. A shiver runs down his leg, his heel sliding down along the mattress, hips giving another subtle rut into the sheets. The motion pushes the briefs down a fraction, the elastic dragging over his hipbone.
Another grind, slower this time, and the waistband dips lower. Not intentional, not aware, but eager.
Ghost's pulse kicks up.
He shifts closer, crouched now beside the bed, one hand braced on the frame. His other hand hovers above Soap’s thigh, fingers flexing. He tells himself he’s just watching. Just waiting.
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Or; Ghost fucks Soap in his sleep.
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“Didn’t like him thinkin’ about you like that,” Ghost rasps. “Didn’t want him seein’ you. Not like this.”
Soap’s throat works around nothing.
“Like what?”
Ghost tilts his head — slow, animal — and his eyes roam down, dragging over every inch of Soap’s sweat-slick body. The way the fabric sticks to his chest. The flush in his face. The way his lips part, just a little, like he’s not sure if he’s breathing or panting.
“Open,” Ghost murmurs. “Flushed. Soft. Wet.”
He steps in again, close enough that the tip of the blade taps the hem of Soap’s shirt.
“Mine.”
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The knife sits just shy of something fatal, buried deep enough that a good portion of the blade disappears into the heat of Soap’s body. Blood wells thick and dark, trailing in slow rivulets, pooling beneath him, smearing over the table where he writhes.
Soap’s chest rises and falls fast, breath hitching as he fights against the rope’s cruel grip. His arms flex—instinctual, desperate—the knot tightening, choking him for his effort. A violent flush crawls up his throat, blooming beneath Ghost’s hand. He’s trembling. Sweat-slick, blood-streaked, panting—
Perfect.
Ghost tuts, tilting his head, thoughtful.
"Now… what should we do with you, hmm?"
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“I... I don’t know if I can be fixed, Simon.”
Ghost tightens his grip, his forehead dropping to rest against Soap’s.
“Then we’ll stay broken together, Johnny,” he murmurs, the words a quiet promise. “Just don’t leave me. Please.”
Soap hesitates, his eyes glistening, before he nods slightly. Then more firmly, until he’s sobbing into Ghost’s chest.
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Fulfill (Ghost/Soap/Reader) by kindersurprisebacterium
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games)
10 Dec 2024
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“So I was thinkin’,” he started.
“That’s never good.”
“Nae, nae. I was thinking about trying something out,” he squeezed my hand. I looked up at him, quirking an eyebrow. “We should get one of those fake penises. For you.” He explained.
“A strap-on?” I propped myself up on my elbow, eyes scanning across his face for any trace of hesitancy.
Or: Soap wants to try something new
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price is the team daddy (yes the kinky kind)
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Gonna put a bunch of little oneshots of Trans stuff(issues?) in this.
(I am projecting onto Soap in most of these)
Each chapter is one story. No cliffhangers.
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- Part 1 of Trans Soap Agenda 😈
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The Pain of Proximity by DatPieTho
Fandoms: Call of Duty (Video Games), CoD MW2 - Fandom, Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 - Fandom
10 Feb 2023
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Johnny “Soap” MacTavish wants nothing more than to be devoured by the Ghost. The Ghost wants nothing more than to devour the good boy and claim him as his.
Plot, kink-heavy porn, with a dash of Ghost and Soap teaching each other healthy communication skills and how to not be a martyr.