Ginger_Snaps04
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John is all bare skin and brimming heat against him, pressed flush and unapologetic. His fingers curl back, gripping Simon’s thigh, nails digging in just enough to leave a mark against the soaked denim. A fucking mark, a claim that makes Simon's head spin. "The fuck are you doing, MacTavish?" Simon grits, voice rough, frayed at the seams.
The man hums, a slow, deliberate roll of his hips that sends a sharp bolt of pleasure down the length of Simon's spine. His breath stutters, a jagged inhale at the pressure against his cock.
"The fuck does it look like, Lieutenant?"
"Brat," Simon hisses, fingers curling into the man's damp mohawk, a swift tug as he pulls John's head back toward his chest, those blue eyes clouded with a wicked intent.
"Yeah?" His voice is rough, teasing, Simon’s grip bruising tight on his waist. "And what the fuck are you going to do about it?"
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01 Jul 2026
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John tucks his nose into the crook of Simon’s neck, cold against the fabric of his mask, and Simon can only hold him tighter, letting his own scent wash away every trace of the other alpha.
“Johnny.”
The name comes unbidden to his lips, Simon able to feel the shiver that wracks Soap’s body, the goosebumps that prickle his skin. John’s fingers tighten in his shirt, warm breath against the cloth at Simon’s neck. He’s so close, the scent of him soothing over Simon’s own skin like a balm to the ache that lives buried deep inside of him.
He knows he should say something, do something, but he’s frozen, rooted to the spot.
Johnny is his best friend. His best fucking friend in the entire world and while he knows the man won’t speak on what happened tonight, Simon is offering whatever comfort he can.
But maybe it’s not his to offer. Maybe the reason Johnny went out tonight is because he’s looking for something.
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01 Jul 2026
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A series of works which will be eventually readable as standalones, set in the omega-verse universe.
Each start of a new standalone will have a bit of info dump about the world itself.
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27 Jun 2026
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“Why did you take your mask off for him?”
Ghost looks up, finds Soap staring down at him, his expression unreadable. As soon as Ghost is out of the way of accidentally getting kicked, Soap steps forward, fisting his hair and yanking him upright.
“I needed his numbers. His intel.”
Soap’s shoulders twitch. Oh, but it is a very dangerous thing, to imply that there is another man who could, in any capacity, give Ghost something Soap couldn’t. No matter how objectively and rationally true, it stings something awful.
Ghost simply must smile, and say, “And I knew you’d kill him for the privilege.”
“I did,” Soap rasps, eyes molten. “And I recorded it. Wanna watch?”Bookmarked by Ginger_Snaps04
27 Jun 2026