When the rest of the team returned from their session with Makarov, they were just leaving the garden. Rudy ran up, still a little soggy to greet Alejandro who, ever the romantic, dipped him down into a fierce kiss. He might have still been just a touch feral from their time with the terrorist but Rudy was obviously, quite literally, eating it up, based on how he clung to the man.
Ghost had a similar interaction with Soap. His sergeant barrelled into him at top speed forcing Ghost to catch him against his chest.
"You give 'im hell, LT?" He teased.
"More than." Ghost replied, rolling up his mask and leaning closer to reach his mouth, "Just for you."
"Oh, aye?" Soap laughed before trailing off into a breathy sigh as Ghost pulled his bottom lip into his mouth. His fangs were slightly extended and Soap gasped slightly as they scraped the inside of his lip.
A borderline feral noise worked its way up Ghost's throat making Soap tremble against him.
"Used my shadows today." Ghost managed to growl, "You wanted me to tell you when I was hungry, Johnny?"
"Ah- yes, please, Si. Tell me." Soap whimpered as Ghost pulled away slightly to gently lick and tease at his neck.
The sound of a throat being cleared loudly made them both pause and turn their heads to see Price standing a slight distance away with his brows furrowed.
"If you boys are going to... do whatever you do exactly, maybe go back to your room first."
Soap blushed bright red, "Sorry, Captain. Just got excited is all-!"
Ghost fully hoisted Soap up and tossed him over his shoulder, "Yessir."
"Oi! LT! Put me down, ya freak!" Soap thrashed slightly as he was carried back toward the mansion.
As soon as they were out of the teams line of sight Ghost smoothed a hand up the back of his thigh before smacking his ass making him yelp.
"Bad boy, Johnny. Not polite to call people names."
"Did you just fuckin' spank me, you ass?" Soap asked incredulously, a little confused by the way it shot a spike of pleasure through him.
Ghost repeated the action, slightly sharper making him bite back a moan, "What'd I just say? Gonna keep testing me with the name calling? Or are you gonna address me properly."
"I-" Soap cut himself off as his hand slid back down his ass, holding his inner thigh, so close to his crotch. His thumb stroking gently.
"Words, Puppy." Ghost demanded, squeezing gently.
"Gonna be good, Sir." He groaned, letting himself go limp in his grasp.
"That's my good boy." He praised, kicking open the door to their room.
Ghost entered and gently lowered Soap back onto his feet, bringing his hands up to cradle his jaw, "Now, where were we?"
"Think you were gonna do what I asked and tell me something important, Sir." Soap told him, leaning into the touch.
"Right." Ghost replied, as if he had actually forgotten, "Well then..."
He leaned in close so that Soap could feel his breath on his skin, "I'm hungry, my love."
"Then you should eat." Soap purred, raising his chin up to present his throat.
Ghost's eyelids fluttered at Soap's scent and he pulled back quickly before he could move too fast, "Clothes off."
"Yessir!" Soap replied eagerly, instantly tugging his shirt off and scrambling with the rest.
Ghost took the time to step away and get some of Soap's equipment set out beside the bed. He returned to Soap and quickly pulled him against his chest, lacing his fingers through the back of his mohawk and tugging his head back up before properly descending on his neck. He bit in a little rough, relishing the way Johnny groaned and his muscles spasmed. He preemptively slotted his thigh between his legs for when his hips inevitably began to stutter and seek friction.
He pulled from Soap harshly, feeling starved from how much energy he had used on Makarov today. Soap tasted incredible as always. A welcome warmth spread throughout his body that was all him. All Johnny.
He suckled at Soap's neck like a man on the brink of death and this was the last water source on earth. Soap whimpered and his knees buckled from the dizziness and mind numbing sensation of blood loss. Ghost let him fall just enough to be straddling his thigh, holding him steady the rest of the way. Right on queue the man started rutting against him and Ghost smiled against him while continuing to drink.
Once he felt Soap beginning to tremble he gave one last draw before pulling off and licking over the wound in apology. He softly stroked the back of his hair and gripped his hip to encourage him to continue rocking against him.
"Alright, Puppy?"
"S'good, Sir."
"Good, good, good." Ghost nuzzled the side of his head, "You taste so sweet, Love."
"S-Simon-."
"Use your words, Johnny."
"Can- Can we... can you..." Soap swallowed trying to get his head on straight, "Inside. Please."
"Excellent work, Sergeant." It wasn't super clear, but Ghost could see that he was trying his best and appreciated the effort, "Anything else?"
"Hng- collar. Wanna wear it."
Ghost grinned, "Thought you might."
Ghost hoisted him up and eased him onto the edge of the bed, momentarily ignoring his whine as he stepped away to retrieve the item in question. He got it wrapped around Soap's neck and pulled back to look at him, all flushed and desperate and his.
Soap grabbed his shirt and pulled him forward to bring their mouths together. Ghost pulled back slightly, hooking a finger under his collar and tugging, "Didn't ask first did you?"
"M'sorry, Sir. Wanted to kiss ya. Yer so pretty."
Ghost felt himself blush, momentarily losing his composure and surging forward to kiss him anyway. Soap could taste himself on Ghost's tongue and moaned into him. The sound pulled Ghost back a bit and he reached behind Soap to give him a few smacks on the ass for good measure. Soap yelped a bit and he pulled away to search his face. Soap was panting at this point.
"Can I suck you off, Master? I'd be so good, I swear it." Soap babbled.
"Thought you wanted me inside, Puppy. I don't think you meant your mouth." Ghost replied, fighting the urge to let him at the sound of the name he had been called.
"I-I do, Sir. Want you in my ass."
"Can't be in two places at once, Love." Ghost laughed, bringing a thumb up to trace his bottom lip. Soap eagerly mouthed at it, so he pressed it into his tongue and Soap sucked on it. Ghost drew in a shaky breath at the sight of Soap's desperate half lidded eyes.
"Need something in your mouth, sweetheart?"
Soap hummed around his finger in confirmation, so Ghost managed to tear himself away. Johnny made a noise of protest losing the thumb. Ghost dug through his things and returned with a ball gag. He had bought it mostly as a joke regarding Soap's interest in playing fetch, but he didn't really think he'd use it. He liked listening to his noises too much, but now...
Soap's eyes widened at the sight of it and he opened his mouth eagerly.
"Good boy, Johnny." He praised as he situated it.
He pushed Soap backwards onto the bed and up towards the pillows, hiking up his knees as he went. Soap kept giving pleased hums at the feeling of Ghost's hands on the back of his thighs. He towered over Soap and gently ground his clothed crotch into Soap's bare cock.
He worked to get his fingers properly slicked up with lube before bringing his hand down to his hole. He teased around the muscle making Soap buck around trying to encourage Ghost to continue. Ghost hummed before pressing one of his digits in, getting him worked open, twisting it around and watching all of Soap's expressions.
"So perfect, Johnny. So nice and desperate for me, Love."
He didn't make him wait too long before adding in a second to scissor him open. He could see Soap chewing on the firm rubber of the ball gag. By the third finger, Soap was rocking against him and whining little pleas for more. Ghost pulled his fingers out before unbuttoning and unzipping his pants.
He would make Soap wait while he took his clothes off. When he had, he watched the rapid rise and fall of Soap's chest.
"Easy, Puppy. I'm gonna give you what you need." He told him as he lined himself up with Soap's hole and began to press in.
Soap tensed a moment, so Ghost massaged his hips and thighs, encouraging him to relax.
"That's it, beautiful. Taking me so well."
Soap whined when he bottomed out, wanting him to start moving right away. Ghost waited a few beats, hushing him, until he thought he was more prepared. When he was ready he pulled back and pressed back in slow and deep.
Soap groaned and his eyes rolled back in his head, lids fluttering, as Ghost steadily picked up the pace.
"So perfect, Johnny. My perfect little pet. All mine, yeah? Mine to take care of, mine to use." He growled as he pressed Soap's knees to his chest, relishing in the moan he let out around the gag.
"Such a needy little thing. Need something in your mouth and your ass to satisfy you, huh?"
Soap nodded frantically and tears sprung to his eyes as Ghost hammered his prostate.
"Gonna cum for me, Pet? Need Master to fill you up? Breed you like a bitch? Bet you'd look cute carrying my pups, wouldn't you?"
Soap just kept nodding and moaning. Everything Ghost was saying was doing insane things to him, drawing him closer to the edge.
"I'd keep you here and look after you. Keep you filled up with load after load of my spend. Perfect little cumslut of a pet I have."
Soap whined in question and Ghost understood perfectly, "Go ahead and cum for me, Pet. Cum on my cock, beautiful."
After a few more thrusts Soap's back arched and he released between him and Ghost. Ghost continued rocking into him, picking up the pace slightly, seeking his own release. Soap whimpered from the overstimulation and felt more tears run down his cheeks.
"Just a little more, Johnny. Just a bit- ah- just a bit more, Love. Gonna get you nice and pumped full of me. Nice and claimed."
On a particularly hard thrust Ghost stilled, pressing himself all the way in and Soap groaned at the feeling of Ghost's hot seed filling him up. And Ghost flopped on top of him when he finished, leaving himself inside and resting in between his still spread legs. After a few heaving breaths he reached up and unhooked Soap's gag.
"Very good, Johnny. Feel okay?"
"M-more than okay, Sir. You... you're really good at that." He slurred.
"You make it easy, Sweetheart." Ghost teased, nipping gently at his neck.
Soap whimpered and squirmed a bit, gasping slightly as it shifted Ghost around inside, "Didn't take you for the type to have a breeding kink, Si." He choked out.
Ghost snorted, "You make me fantasize, what can I say? Besides, you seem to like it."
"Aye, Sir." Soap rumbled, feeling Ghost stroke his side, "Shame neither of us have to parts for it. Bigger shame that we're gonna lose all your hard work when you pull out."
Ghost laughed, "Bought you a plug."
"You what?" Soap asked, shocked.
"Bought you lots of fun toys. You make me want to spoil you. Why do you think I had the gag?"
"You are somethin' else, LT."
"Thank you, Puppy."