T(H)RUST - Ghost x Reader

Chapter 22

A/N: Merry Christmas / Happy Hanukkah / Happy Holidays everyone! I hope all of you will have / have had a great time with good food, people and music. Thank you all so much for reading my story, it makes me really happy to see that you enjoy it <3

The morning after you are woken up by the alarm. Ghost's large arms are wrapped around your chest, holding you tight and close to his body. He hands you your phone and you press the snooze button, making the alarm stop.

"Slept well?" he asks. His voice is extra raspy and low.

"Mhm." you reply, still very tired.

He moves his face to where your neck connects with your shoulder, and the fabric of his mask tickles your skin.

"Good."

The two of you lay together for a while, not saying anything, and you are simply enjoying the feeling of his warm body against your back and his arms around you. After some time, he shifts and pulls his legs up, spooning you. You can feel his morning wood press against you and it makes you remember yesterday. You've heard people say that makeup sex is amazing, but you never thought it could be THAT good, but you are happy you got proven wrong. You press your hips back at him and he lets out a low sigh against your neck before kissing it through the mask.

The alarm goes off again and you tilt your head back and sigh, not really looking forward to working today, rather wanting to spend all day in bed with Ghost. But knowing it won't look good if you are late for your first class with the new soldiers you decide you should get up, and you turn off the alarm on your phone. As you try to sit up, Ghost's arms keep you down.

"I have to get ready for work." you say, once again trying to get up, but he keeps you close to his body, not letting you go.

You roll over in his arms so you can look at him. His eyes are shut and he looks very cute, which is unusual considering he dresses in mostly dark clothing, wears a skull mask, and often has multiple weapons strapped to his body. You give him a kiss right between his eyebrows and as you pull away, you can see the lines at the outer edge of his eyes indicating a smile on his face.

"Stark will give me shit if I'm late." you complain.

"Tell him you had an important meeting with your Lieutenant."

"At 6:40, in my bed?"

"Mhm, it's very important."

"10 more minutes, then I reeeally have to go."

Ghost pulls you closer to himself as if he won over you in this little "argument". He then puts his leg over yours, locking you even further into place. His hand rubs up and down your back, and you feel tingles along where it touches your skin. You close your eyes and lean your head against his chest. He places his chin against the top of your head and you feel yourself doze off for a little while, only to be woken up by him exactly ten minutes later.

He lets go of you a lot easier this time, and you swing your legs over the edge of the bed. You push off with your hands and stand up. As soon as you put your weight on your legs they give out underneath you and you have to sit back down on the bed. You look down at your thighs and they are shaking.

"You need some help there Bambi?" you hear behind you, followed by a chuckle.

You turn your head around to look at him. The duvet is pulled down to right below his belly button, all of his muscles on display. He is looking at you with a smug expression, probably quite proud over what a mess your body is left in.