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Soap was excited.
He had recently gotten a piercing. He was already intimately familiar with Ghost's cock piercings, the feel of the metal driving him crazy when they were inside him. Ghost had mentioned that the piercings felt good to have too, making him more sensitive and only heightening his pleasure during sex.
So, after much debate, he had decided to get one of his own to match. His went through his clit hood, the ball of the barbell resting against his cock and making it extra sensitive. After taking a few weeks of celibacy to allow it to heal, he had finally felt good enough to try it out. He couldn't stop himself from squirming in his seat, feeling himself slicking up already in anticipation.
“Still feeling alright? Nothing painful?” Ghost asked that night, both of them had stripped and were sitting on the bed.
“Aye, I'm alright. Come on, Simon. Been waitin’ for ye.” Soap purred, pressing a kiss to the man's jaw. Ghost hummed, skimming a rough hand up Soap's flank.
“I'll let you lead today, hm? You can use any part of me you want. You set the pace, but if anything starts to feel sore, we stop. Okay?”
“Sounds good to me. Lay back, pretty boy. I'll do the work today.”
Ghost chuckled, laying down on his back as Soap straddled his waist. His hands automatically came to rest on the Scot's hips, staring up reverently at his lover.
“Absolutely gorgeous, Johnny.”
A warm blush spread out along Soap's cheeks, drawing a shy smile from the man.
“Just fer the record, don't be afraid to take over if you can't handle it anymore. I like it.” He purred, meeting Ghost's gaze. A silent understanding passed between the two of them. Ghost knew what he wanted for their session today.
Tonight, he was feeling a little mischievous, wanting to tease until Ghost snapped and took over, tearing him apart with pleasure. Those were always his favourite nights, where he was fucked and manhandled, left with marks mottled all over his skin and tears in his eyes.
Right now, Ghost was being sweet and patient, but Soap was sure he could get him to break.
He moved up to hover over Ghost's face, cunt inches away from the blond’s lips. As the older man reached to grab his hips and drag him down to his face, Soap stopped him with a hand on his wrist.
“Just watch for now, aye?” He requested, other hand skating down his abdomen until his fingers framed his cock, the silver piercing making the image even more alluring.
Ghost nodded, hands still resting on Soap's hips as the Scot slowly began dragging gentle fingers over the piercing and his cock. A shiver went down his spine at the sparks of pleasure that erupted. He was extra sensitive today, the metal rubbing against his cock in the most delicious ways.
He teased himself, fingers not doing much other than a soft petting motion. Even so, small whimpers left his throat as arousal curled in his gut, staring down at where Ghost was eyeing his cunt with great interest.
He continued teasing until he was wet, feeling that warm sensation in his core. At that, he removed his fingers and shifted back until he was hovering over Ghost's cock once more.
“All that, and you're not even letting me have a taste?” Ghost rumbled, voice low. Soap grinned cheekily, reaching back to line up Ghost's tip with his slick entrance.
“Nope.”
He sank down smoothly, but only allowed himself about halfway before lifting off again. A groan left Ghost's mouth, fingers tightening around his hips. While the man lay underneath him patiently, Soap made sure that only Ghost’s tip stayed inside him, rubbing his fingers over his swollen cock and playing with the piercing gently.
He let out a moan, eyes fluttering shut as he continued to play with himself, making sure to clench at random intervals, sometimes grinding just a little bit lower onto Ghost’s cock only to lift himself up once more.
At some point, he had given up on his piercing, placing his hands on the bed for leverage to move his hips, grinding up and down on Ghost’s cock, but never sinking down past halfway. He could see the lieutenant getting agitated, eyes narrowing as the grip around his waist tightened each time he moved.
A sudden yelp left his mouth as Ghost’s hands moved to his hips, gripping him hard and rolling him over onto his back with Ghost on top. The air wooshed out of his lungs as he stared up at the man, eyes wide at the dark, hungry look in his gaze.
“Fuckin’ tease. Not letting us try out our piercings properly, Johnny…”
A sharp cry left Soap’s mouth as Ghost slid all the way inside him in one thrust, a sudden surge of pleasure rocketing through his body. He could feel every single one of Ghost’s piercings inside him. He couldn’t stop his body from clenching around him, only given a moment to adjust before Ghost was thrusting in and out ruthlessly.
“Oh, fuck! Steamin’ Jesus, Lt.” Soap curled his fingers into the sheets as one of Ghost’s hands came to play with his cock, rubbing his fingers gently over and around the metal.
“Sensitive?” Ghost grinned.
“Aye— Ah!” Soap bit back a sob as his eyes rolled back, a big wave of pleasure crashing over him. He barely had any time to react as the feeling spilled over, his orgasm barrelling into him like a brick wall. As he suddenly came, his walls clenched rhythmically around Ghost. A low moan sounded from the other man, his thrusts quickening in pace as his fingers continued to stimulate Soap’s cock.
“Fuck fuck fuck! Ghost!” Soap whimpered, letting out shuddery breaths as his body was wracked with shivers, not being given a chance to come down from his high. His hips bucked and squirmed of their own accord, unable to control himself. Ghost pinned him down with his strength, making him unable to escape the sensations. A particular swipe of Ghost's thumb had him crying out again, head thrown back against the sheets as his second orgasm started up right at the end of his first one.
“Yeah, that’s it. Keep cumming for me, sweetheart.” Ghost groaned, dragging Soap’s hips back to meet his thrusts.
Pleasure rippled through Soap’s body uncontrollably, his wet hole pulsing around Ghost like a vice. His orgasm was so strong, he felt like he couldn’t move his body, muscles locking up as he just had to take every sensation that was thrust upon him.
Ghost paused inside Soap, grabbing onto his thighs and hauling his legs up over his hips, grinning at the way he could feel Soap’s legs trembling in his hold.
“Not done yet, are you, Johnny?” He cooed, smirking as Soap let out a moan in response, “We’re just getting started.”
Another few strokes to his cock had Soap cumming for the third time, mouth open and body strung taut as he shook and shivered through it. Ghost felt pure heat boil in his gut, watching the sergeant come apart on his cock three times. He stared down at Soap’s cock, all engorged with blood. Both his cock and the piercing shone under the light with how slick he was, and Ghost’s mouth watered at the sight.
Each whimper and cry from Soap’s throat shot a line directly to Ghost’s cock, and he let out a strangled noise as he thrust in two more times before he was cumming too. His head hung forward as his muscles locked up, grinding himself as deep inside of Soap as he could reach.
“Fuck.” He breathed, gaze slowly dragging up Soap’s body to watch his flushed face. As his eyes trailed back down to where they were joined, an idea sparked in his head. He slowly pulled out, watching the mess between Soap’s legs for a moment before he leaned down, face between Soap’s thighs as he lapped at the wetness.
That drew a startled shout from Soap, whose legs slammed closed around Ghost’s head at the sudden stimulation. The lieutenant relished in the cries and sobs that left the Scots mouth as he moved to suckle on his cock, playing with the piercing with his tongue.
“Simon! Fuck, it’s sensitive, please. Ah— ah— haah—” Soap tangled his fingers into Ghost’s hair, gripping tightly and tugging. Ghost grunted at the sharp pinpricks on his scalp, the vibrations from his throat only dragging another desperate wail out of Soap.
The sergeant’s hips bucked and thrashed of their own accord, body reacting to the sharp jolts of overstimulation rushing through his cock. Ghost didn’t let up, pinning his hips down firmly to the mattress and sucking hard, alternating between tonguing his cunt and sucking him off.
Tears sprung to Soap’s eyes, thighs locked around Ghost’s head until the man had to remove his hands from his hips just to pry them apart so his head didn’t pop off his neck. A loud swear left Soap’s throat as his body seized into another orgasm, digging his nails into the top of Ghost’s neck.
The blond lapped at the gush of wetness that left Soap’s cunt, swallowing it like it was his lifeline. Eventually, he pulled back, feeling Soap’s body slump boneless against the bed, relaxing instantly as the stimulation left.
Ghost chuckled lowly, untangling Soap’s legs from around his neck before crawling up to kiss the man on the lips.
Soap moaned into the kiss, relishing the slow, gentle heat that contrasted with the sharp overstimulation he had just experienced. The weight of Ghost on top of him was soothing as his pounding heart began to slow after so many orgasms.
“We’re not finished yet.” Ghost purred after a long while of making out. The break allowed them to recover, not feeling so overly sensitive anymore. Soap felt the hard line of the man’s cock press against his inner thigh, heavy and hot against his skin. There was some minor readjustment before Ghost sank into him again, drawing a shaky breath from both of them.
This time, he fucked Soap lying right on top of him, going nice and slow, making sure to grind his lower abdomen against his cock and the metal pressing against it.
“Oh, God!” Soap gasped, clawing at Ghost’s back and leaving deep red lines in his wake.
“Feel good, Johnny?”
“You know it does, bastard.” Soap’s attempt at a snarky reply was hindered by the shakiness of his voice as Ghost pressed against his piercing again, making sure to shove his cock deep inside the sergeant.
“Simon, Simon.” Soap whimpered, “I’m— I’m gonna—” He broke off into a strangled moan as he came again, pussy fluttering around Ghost’s cock rapidly. The lieutenant let out a rough growl, closing his eyes as he could feel another orgasm build inside his gut. He angled his hips slightly differently, giving him proper leverage to thrust harder as he heard the slapping of skin sound through the room.
“Beautiful, sweetheart.” He cooed as Soap shivered beneath him, “Love how sensitive you are with this piercing. Should get some nipple piercings next, hm? See if we can make you cum just from those.
The sudden clench of Soap’s cunt around him told Ghost that his sergeant also liked that idea, and that was the tipping point for him.
He came with a groan, feeling pleasure pulse through his cock as he came inside Soap again, pumping him full until he was leaking around his dick.
“That piercing was a damn good investment.” Ghost panted, chest heaving for breath.
“Aye,” Soap said weakly, feeling boneless as he lay there, tingles of pleasure running through his nerves, “Worth it.”