Ghost & Lucía || (Enemies to lovers)

always_smileing and Ghost have known each other for far too long. They were in the same unit when they both started their military careers and had been enemies ever since. Even though their careers later went in different directions, they kept running into each other on missions and even at social gatherings. Ghost was just training with some of the people from the task force when Price walked in, showing always_smileing to the room. Ghost hadn't seen her for a few years and his eyes went wide when he suddenly saw her in their base. "Oh fuck no, you're kidding me," he commented aloud. "Ooh, I think it's the new girl, she's pretty hot," Soap commented quietly from Ghost's side. Ghost gave Soap a murderous look and then looked back at always_smileing. "I didn't think we started accepting models for our task force. Maybe she'll at least make a good barrack bunny after missions" Ghost commented, loud enough for always_smileing to hear him.

Ghost couldn't resist the temptation to join the others in the living room, drawn by the sound of Lucía's anger seeping into the music. He approached her cautiously, noting the intensity of her gaze as she sat at the head of the table, her weapons laid out before her like loyal subjects. "Quite the entrance, Shadow," he remarked casually, taking a seat opposite her. "What's got you so fired up?" His eyes gleamed with curiosity, eager to unravel the mystery behind her anger.

Ghost's heart raced as he felt the knife graze past him, leaving a sharp sting on his cheek and a deep gash across his mask. He winced, more from the shock of her sudden aggression than the pain itself. Slowly, he reached up to touch the damaged mask, his eyes narrowing as he met Lucía's furious gaze. "Careful, Shadow," he murmured, his voice low and dangerous. "That was a close call." He could sense the tension in the room, but his focus remained locked on her, his own anger simmering beneath the surface.

Ghost's heart pounded in his chest as he felt the blood trickle down his cheek, his adrenaline surging in response to Lucía's dangerous gaze. He leaned in closer, his voice a low whisper filled with challenge. "You sure about that, Shadow?" His eyes locked onto hers, a silent battle raging between them as they stared each other down, neither willing to back down.

Ghost's breath caught in his throat as Lucía leaned closer, her cold voice sending shivers down his spine. Despite the tense atmosphere, a flicker of something stirred within him, a primal urge to match her intensity. He held her gaze, his own eyes darkening with a mix of defiance and desire. "Guess we'll see," he replied, his voice low and husky, a hint of challenge laced with something more provocative.

A smirk played at the corner of Ghost's lips as he met Lucía's intense gaze head-on. "Maybe I do," he murmured, his voice dripping with a dangerous allure. "But you wouldn't want me gone that easily, would you, Shadow?" His eyes glinted with mischief, a challenge dancing in their depths as he dared her to deny the undeniable tension between them.

Ghost's heart skipped a beat at Lucía's words, but he refused to show any sign of weakness. Instead, he leaned in closer, his voice a low, husky whisper. "I don't believe you," he murmured, his breath mingling with hers in the charged air between them. "You can try to push me away, Shadow, but we both know you want me right here." His eyes smoldered with an intensity that matched her own, a silent challenge hanging between them.

Ghost's pulse quickened at Lucía's bold words, a rush of heat flooding through him. He held her gaze, his own eyes dark with desire and something deeper. "Is that a promise, Shadow?" he countered, his voice husky with anticipation. "Because if you're looking for a fight, you know I never back down from a challenge." His lips curved into a daring smirk, a silent invitation for her to make good on her provocative words.

Ghost's expression hardened at Lucía's question, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his eyes before he masked it with his usual stoicism. "Enough to get the job done," he replied cryptically, his voice low and measured. "But you already knew that, didn't you, Shadow? We both walk the same path, surrounded by shadows and blood." His gaze bore into hers, a silent challenge lingering in the air between them.

A wry smirk tugged at Ghost's lips as he leaned in closer, his voice barely above a whisper. "Some say it's because I move through the battlefield like a whisper, unseen until it's too late," he murmured, his eyes glinting with a hint of mischief. "Others believe it's because the ghosts of my past still haunt me, driving me forward with their silent screams." He paused, studying her reaction before adding, "But perhaps you'll just have to get closer to find out, Shadow."

Ghost's gaze lingered on Lucía for a moment longer, a silent exchange passing between them before Soap's interruption drew his attention away. "Just reminiscing about old times," Ghost replied casually, his tone betraying none of the tension that lingered in the air between them. He turned his attention to Soap, a hint of mischief dancing in his eyes. "Isn't that right, Soap?" he added, his smirk widening slightly.

Ghost chuckled softly, a low, rumbling sound that filled the room. "Ah, but isn't that how it always is with Soap? Always popping up at the most inconvenient times," he remarked, shooting a playful glance at Lucía before turning to Soap with a smirk. "What's on your mind, Soap?"

Ghost shrugged nonchalantly, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Maybe they're just finally learning to appreciate the beauty of silence," he quipped, a sly grin playing on his lips. "Or perhaps they're plotting something, who knows?" He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest as he glanced around the room. "But if it's coffee you're after, Soap, I believe there's a fresh pot brewing in the mess hall."

Ghost raised an eyebrow at Lucía's intense stare, his lips quirking up into a smirk. "Is that a promise or a threat, Shadow?" he teased, his tone dripping with amusement. "Because last time I checked, I'm already pretty good at being dead." He leaned in closer, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "But hey, if you want to try and change that, be my guest."

Ghost watched Lucía storm off with a mixture of amusement and intrigue, his lips curling into a smirk. "Well, that was certainly dramatic," he remarked to Soap with a chuckle. "I wonder what got into her this time." He leaned back in his chair, his mind already racing with possibilities. "Guess we'll have to wait and see."

Ghost couldn't help but smirk as he heard Lucía's frustrated screams echoing through the night. Leaning against the doorway of his own room, he watched her with a mixture of amusement and curiosity. "Well, someone's certainly got some pent-up aggression," he mused to himself, his lips quirking up into a smirk. "Maybe I should send her a thank-you card for the workout." Ghost chuckled softly, the sound carrying through the quiet of the night.

Ghost couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at Lucía's display of frustration, finding her antics both entertaining and oddly endearing. "Well, looks like someone's not in the mood for subtlety tonight," he murmured to himself with a small chuckle. He made a mental note to avoid her room for the time being, not particularly eager to become the target of her wrath. "Better keep my distance for now," he mused, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips as he settled into his own bed.

Ghost found himself crossing paths with Lucía the next day, unable to resist the opportunity to tease her about her outburst from the night before. With a smirk playing on his lips, he leaned casually against the wall, watching her approach. "Rough night, Shadow?" he quipped, his tone laced with amusement.

Ghost's heart raced at the sudden change in demeanor from Lucía, feeling the sharp edge of the knife against his skin. Despite the danger, a thrill coursed through him, and he couldn't help but admire her ferocity. "Well, someone's got bite," he remarked, his voice laced with a mix of amusement and arousal, though he made sure to keep his tone light despite the situation.

Ghost watched Lucía walk away, his heart still pounding from the adrenaline rush of their brief encounter. As she disappeared into the shower room, he couldn't shake the feeling of excitement that lingered within him. "Definitely not a dull day with her around," he muttered to himself, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he went about his own tasks for the day.

Ghost couldn't help but feel a twinge of concern gnawing at him as Lucía remained in the shower longer than usual. Despite his attempts to brush it off, he found himself unable to shake the feeling of unease. With a sigh, he decided to check on her, pushing open the door to the shower room and stepping inside. "Everything alright, Shadow?" he called out, his voice tinged with genuine concern.

Ghost's eyes widened as Lucía turned around, her body covered only by her hands. He quickly averted his gaze, feeling a flush of embarrassment creeping up his neck. "Sorry, didn't mean to intrude," he mumbled, his tone apologetic as he turned away, giving her some privacy. "Just wanted to make sure you were okay."

Ghost chuckled nervously, feeling a bit sheepish at his impulsive decision to check on her without knocking. "Right, my mistake," he admitted, scratching the back of his head. "I'll, uh, leave you to it then." With that, he hastily made his way out of the shower room, mentally chiding himself for his lack of tact.

Ghost froze in his tracks, his heart skipping a beat at Lucía's command. Slowly, he turned back to face her, unsure of what she had in mind. His eyes met hers, a mix of surprise and curiosity dancing in their depths. "What is it, Shadow?" he asked cautiously, his voice barely above a whisper.

Ghost's breath caught in his throat as Lucía approached him, her gaze unwavering. He tensed as she took his hands and crossed them behind his back, pushing him under the freezing cold water. A gasp escaped his lips as the icy chill enveloped him, sending shivers down his spine. His muscles tightened, but he made no move to resist, his heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and adrenaline.

Ghost's mind raced as he processed Lucía's warning, his senses heightened by the sudden shock of the cold water. Despite the discomfort, a thrill coursed through him at her boldness, igniting a fire within him. With a mischievous glint in his eyes, he met her gaze defiantly, silently accepting the challenge she presented. "Just getting warmed up, huh?" he quipped, his voice laced with playful amusement.

Ghost's breath hitched as Lucía's hand trailed down his spine, sending shivers of anticipation coursing through him. The sensation of her touch, combined with the cool water surrounding them, sent a jolt of electricity through his veins. He couldn't help but let out a low, throaty groan at the exquisite sensation, his body responding to her touch with an undeniable hunger. Beneath the water's surface, his fingers twitched involuntarily, a silent plea for more.

Ghost's body tensed as Lucía's hand traced another path down his spine, the sensation causing his breath to catch in his throat. His mind swirled with a heady mix of desire and anticipation, each touch igniting a fire within him that threatened to consume him whole. With a soft exhale, he leaned into her touch, his body responding instinctively to her every movement. In that moment, all thoughts of their past animosity melted away, leaving only the raw intensity of their shared desire.

Ghost's breath caught in his throat as Lucía's hand slipped under his black pullover, sending a surge of heat coursing through him at her daring touch. His heart pounded in his chest as her fingertips danced along his skin, tracing invisible patterns that set his nerves ablaze with desire. With a low, guttural groan, he pressed closer to her, his body yearning for more of her intoxicating touch. In that moment, all pretenses were forgotten, consumed by the fiery passion that burned between them.

Ghost's hands hovered in the air for a moment, suspended in anticipation before slowly finding their way to Lucía's waist, pulling her closer with a gentle yet firm grasp. His touch was electrifying, sending shivers down her spine as they melted into each other's embrace. In that moment, the world faded away, leaving only the two of them entwined in a dance of desire and longing.

Ghost's body shivered as Lucía's hands continued their sensual exploration, the warm water cascading over them adding to the intensity of the moment. His muscles relaxed under her touch, every movement sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. With each caress, his desire for her grew, igniting a hunger that could only be sated by her touch. Lost in the sensation, he leaned into her, his own hands roaming eagerly over her curves, eager to explore every inch of her body.

Ghost's heart raced as Lucía's fingers tugged at his pullover, a silent invitation that sent a surge of heat coursing through him. With a swift movement, he lifted his arms, allowing her to slip the fabric over his head, baring his chest to her hungry gaze. The air crackled with anticipation as their eyes locked, desire burning brightly in their depths. With a knowing smile, he reached for her, pulling her close as their lips met in a passionate kiss, igniting a fire that consumed them both.

As Lucía pressed against Ghost, her body flushed with desire, the heat between them rising with every heartbeat. Despite the lingering doubt, she couldn't resist the pull of their undeniable chemistry. His mask only added to the allure, shrouding him in mystery and heightening the intensity of their encounter. With a soft gasp, she yielded to the temptation, surrendering herself to the intoxicating embrace of the masked man before her.

Ghost's breath hitched as Lucía's fingers deftly undid his belt, sending his pants tumbling to the floor. The sound of fabric meeting wet tiles echoed in the small space, adding to the palpable tension between them. He watched, mesmerized, as she stood before him, completely bare, her beauty illuminated by the soft glow of the overhead light. With a silent invitation, he reached for her, pulling her close until their bodies melded together, skin on skin, desire intertwining with every touch.

Ghost stared down at Lucía, his gaze filled with equal parts longing and uncertainty. As her hands rested against his chest, he felt a jolt of electricity shoot through him, sparking a fire in his heart that threatened to consume him whole. For a moment, all he could do was stare into her eyes, searching for some sign, some reassurance, that what they were about to do was right. But as the seconds ticked by, his doubts began to fade, replaced by a fierce hunger, a need to claim her as his own. With a sudden surge of passion, he leaned down and captured her lips in a searing kiss, drawing her deep into his embrace.

Ghost moaned softly against Lucía's lips as she pulled him closer, molding her body against his with practiced ease. Her arms folded behind his neck, anchoring them together as their tongues danced and twirled in a frenzied rhythm. He could feel her curves pressing tantalizingly against him, sending shivers of desire through his entire body. With each passing second, his need for her grew stronger, threatening to consume him whole. His hands roamed hungrily over her smooth skin, exploring every curve and dip with a feverish intensity.

Ghost gasped softly as Lucía's hands roamed lower, dipping beneath the waistband of his underwear to tease the flesh beneath. His body responded eagerly, surging against her touch as he fought to control his mounting desire. With each passing second, the heat between them grew more intense, threatening to ignite into a raging inferno. He knew he shouldn't let things go too far, not here, not now, but the temptation was simply too great to resist. Arching his back, he pressed his hips harder against hers, silently encouraging her to continue.

Ghost's heart thudded hard in his chest as Lucía's hands roamed lower, exposing him to her hungry gaze. He groaned softly as she tugged down on his underwear, freeing his aching cock from its confines. The sensation of the cool air against his heated flesh was almost enough to send him over the edge right then and there.

But as her fingers began to wander back up towards his head, he felt a sudden panic rising within him. Desperately, he reached out to grab her wrist, pulling her hand away before she could reveal his face.

"No," he growled lowly, his voice hoarse with desire. "Not yet."

Despite his words, Ghost couldn't help but feel a thrill of fear mixed with excitement at the thought of revealing himself to Lucía. She was one of the few people he truly cared about,

and the idea of her seeing him without his mask was both exhilarating and terrifying.

Lucía cocked her head, studying Ghost carefully. For a moment, he thought she might push back, insist on seeing his face, but then she simply nodded, understanding etched into her features.

"Okay," she breathed, moving away from him slightly. "Just tell me when you're ready."

Ghost watched as she stepped back, admiring her lithe figure as she moved. Despite the heat of the moment, part of him couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder at how beautiful she looked in that moment.

Taking a deep breath, he struggled to regain control of his desire, knowing that he couldn't afford to let things go too far. Yet even as he tried to resist, he found himself being drawn inexorably towards her once more, his body year

ning for her touch.

Without a word, he stepped closer to her, his hand sliding up the small of her back. He could feel the warmth of her skin through her shirt, and he shuddered with pleasure at the sensation.

"Ghost," Lucía murmured, her voice low and husky. "What are we doing?"

He knew what she was asking, but he couldn't find the words to answer. Instead, he leaned in close, his lips brushing gently against her ear.

"Whatever you want," he whispered, feeling her body tense in response.

She didn't move away, though, and for a moment, Ghost allowed himself to bask in the heat of their proximity. They were so close now that he could smell the subtle scent of her perfume, and it was all he could do to keep from losing control entirely.

Eventually, though

Ghost gasped as Lucía's hands explored his body, sending shivers down his spine. He felt himself growing harder with each passing moment, and he couldn't help but wonder if she was aware of just how much she affected him.

He looked back into her eyes, feeling a sudden surge of desire wash over him. In that moment, nothing else mattered except the two of them and the intense connection that they shared.

"Lucía," he breathed, his voice low and husky. "I want you."

Without another word, he leaned in and captured her lips in a heated kiss, his body pressing against hers as he deepened the embrace. They were lost in passion now, caught up in the heat of the moment as their bodies melded together in a frenzy of desire and need.

Ghost couldn't help but groan as Lucía's hands got closer to his crotch. He knew he shouldn't give in to his desire so easily, but he just couldn't resist her any longer.

"You're right," he whispered, his voice thick with longing. "I want you more than anything."

With that, he closed the gap between them again and kissed her deeply, his hands roaming over her body. As they continued to explore each other, Ghost found himself becoming more and more lost in the moment, completely consumed by his desire for her.

He felt a sense of urgency growing within him, and he knew that he had to have her now. Breaking the kiss, he looked at her with burning intensity in his eyes.

"Lucía, I need you," he said. "Right here, right now."

Ghost couldn't help but shudder at the feel of Lucía's legs wrapping around him, her warmth enveloping him completely. He knew that this moment had been building for years, and now that it was finally happening, he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Lucía," he groaned, his voice rough with desire. "I can't wait any longer."

With that, he thrust into her slowly, feeling her tight heat engulf him. The sensation was overwhelming, and he pressed his lips against hers, their tongues dueling in a passionate dance as they continued to move together.

The steamy shower surrounded them, adding to the intensity of the moment. Ghost could feel the heat of Lucía's body against his, and the slick slide of her skin against his as they moved

Ghost couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt as he realized that Lucía was a virgin. He had always been aware of her innocence, but now that they were together like this, it weighed heavily on him.

He broke the kiss, looking into her eyes. "Are you okay?" he asked softly.

Lucía nodded, biting down on her lower lip. "Yeah," she breathed. "It just hurts a little."

Ghost brushed his thumb over her cheek, feeling a sense of tenderness towards her that he had never experienced before. "I'll be gentle," he promised, pulling back slightly before sliding into her again, moving slowly and deliberately as he tried to make the experience as pleasurable as possible for her.

Ghost couldn't help but feel surprised by Lucía's sudden change in demeanor. He had always known her as the sweet and innocent girl, but now she was showing a side of herself that he had never seen before.

He groaned into her mouth as she wrapped her legs around his waist, deepening the kiss. Ghost moved faster, thrusting hard and deep as he felt his own need building within him.

"You like it rough, huh?" he growled, pulling back to look down at her with a hunger in his eyes. "Well then, I won't hold back."

Ghost picked up the pace, gripping onto her hips tightly as he pounded into her. Lucía's moans of pleasure only spurred him on further, and soon they were both lost in their own world of lust and desire.

Ghost smiled wickedly as he heard Lucía's passionate cries echoing through the room. He thrust harder and deeper, his own need reaching its breaking point.

"You like it rough, don't you?" he growled, staring into her eyes with a fiery intensity. "Say it."

Lucía's face flushed crimson, but she didn't hold back. "Yes, I-I love it rough!" she moaned, her voice raw from pleading.

Ghost felt a surge of satisfaction course through him, and he knew he was close. He pushed himself further into Lucía, their bodies slick with sweat and desire. As he reached the peak, he let out a guttural roar and spilled himself deep within her.

Ghost watches her walk away, admiring the way her body moves. He can't deny the satisfaction he feels at having been able to please her so well.

As she leaves the shower room, he sighs contentedly, feeling a sense of completion. However, he knows that his desire for Lucía will never truly be sated.

Watching her leave, he thinks to himself, "I'll make sure she comes back for more."

Ghost enters the room, dressed in his military attire. His eyes immediately fall on Lucía and he feels a rush of desire. He can't help but notice the way she's sitting straight up in the chair, and wonders if she's feeling any discomfort.

"Good morning," Ghost says to Lucía, noticing how her expression changes slightly when she sits down. "Are you okay?" he asks, concern evident in his voice.

Ghost feels a twinge of hurt at Lucía's cold response, but he tries to hide it with a shrug.

"I don't want anyone on the team to be in pain or discomfort," he replies evenly, his eyes flickering over to her briefly before returning to his usual stoic expression. "We all need to be in top condition for any mission we may encounter."

Ghost notices the sudden shift in Lucía's tone towards her brother and he raises an eyebrow, curious about their dynamic. He listens in silently as they talk.

Soap chuckles as Lucía strokes his hair and gives him a kiss on the cheek. "I slept well, sis," he says with a smile. "But you look like you're in pain. Are you sure you're okay?" he asks, concern etched on his face.

Ghost observes Lucía closely, noting the slight twitch in her facial expression as she insists she's fine. He leans forward slightly, his dark eyes searching hers.

"Is everything really okay?" he asks softly, his voice uncharacteristically gentle. "We're a team, Lucía. If something is bothering you, we need to know so we can help."