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For a moment, Soap let the silence sink in. Let himself shift his gaze slightly to the side and rest on Ghost’s thick thigh, fat with the softness of his relaxed muscle, lightly dusted with fine blond hairs. He wanted to sweep the tips of his fingers delicately over those hairs, see if they were as downy as they looked. Wanted to see the way Ghost’s muscles would twitch at the sensation, wanted to see if he’d shy away or press into the touch. Wanted to know if he’d like it.
Would probably end up with a knife in his gut, but at this point, Soap thought it was probably worth it. For one touch, it might be worth it.
It's 3:30 in the morning, and Soap and Ghost can't sleep. How will they pass the time.
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18 Jun 2026
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Ghost always moves so silently it's easy to forget just how large the man is. That being said, Soap likes his men big and deadly, and his Lieutenant fits the bill perfectly - he can't be blamed for his thoughts, and it's not like anyone is going to know.
And then it turns out Ghost is more than aware of Soap's little...problem, and he's more than willing to take care of it.
or soap has a size kink, they fuck about it (but with Feelings)
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- Part 1 of sweet and spicy
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16 Jun 2026
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In a world where relationships between alphas are forbidden, there are secret, lawless little dens of debauchery where alphas temporarily turn into omegas.
Soap knows there’s something deeply wrong with him, to consider going there for himself.
But he'd do anything to take his mind off of Ghost, even if it's only for a night. But he has no idea just how far Ghost will go to keep him forever.
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02 Jun 2026
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Five years after the world was ravaged by a zombie outbreak, what remains of humanity has learned how to survive in their new apocalypse. In their new normal, the dead wander the earth with insatiable appetites, families have been ripped apart, citizens have been abandoned, and the Reds thrive amongst the chaos.
When an unfortunate run-in with some Reds and an inconveniently-timed thunderstorm forces Soap to separate from Price and Gaz during their hunting session, he finds himself washed up on the doorstep of a wooden cabin. Only he's not alone.
Soap should probably be more worried about the masked stranger with a furrowed brow pointing an arrow at his chest, but there's something intriguing about him, secrets hidden deep within his heart and walls impenetrably built up. And even more shocking is the fact that the stranger allows him inside to take refuge.
What starts at that moment which neither realize is the beautiful unfolding of a love story between two people who were meant to find each other. It's about learning to trust again, the power of forgiveness, finding hope in the world that has ripped everything from you already, and falling into the arms of someone who will love you unconditionally.
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31 May 2026
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But Ghost didn’t seem to mind, quietly filling the kettle before setting it to boil, those dark eyes watching as John paced the kitchen, one arm flailing about in the air, the other locked tight around his half-melted pint of rocky road.
He told Ghost he was stressed. That the entire MacTavish clan was coming into town, which meant awkward hugs, judgmental stares, and nosy questions from people he hadn’t seen in years. John could handle all of that, he really could.
But what he couldn’t handle was the questions. Why he hadn’t settled down yet, why he didn’t have a nice Scottish girl on his arm.
Why he wasn’t married with a child on the way, because Ethel and James weren’t getting younger, and John was already too old. For fuck’s sake.
“Maybe I don’t want to bring home a wee lass,” John had snapped, voice cracking as he dug his spoon in harder than necessary, a brown, congealed clump of freezer-burned rocky road flying onto the floor. “Maybe I don’t even like women, has anyone considered that?”
And there, in less than twenty words, John had completely outed himself.
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07 May 2026