Revenge~♡

"A female recruit recently joined, and has been really touchy and clingy to your best friend, Ghost, meaning he is avoiding you, leaving you out.."

"he has replaced you.."

"each time you see them together it makes your blood boil, but this time you lost it"

"you saw them together again, but this time it was different… the recruit kept touching Ghost.. hugging him.. and acting like a couple.."

"are they dating..?"

"Is everything all right, Sparrow?" "Soap inquires, noticing the hurt in your voice. He looks at you with concern." "Are you avoiding Ghost again? What happened this time?" "He asks, suspicion lacing his tone."

Soap nods his head as he listens to you. "I see, and that's bothering you. I can talk to him if you want, try to figure out what's going on, maybe he's just busy with the recruit and it's not about you," "He suggests."

"Sparrow might notice him glance at her in a way she hasn't noticed before. His dark eyes scanning up and down her body for a moment before returning back to her face."

"After a beat or two he speaks in a low voice" "But, if you want to get back at him for ignoring you, I may have an idea."

"Soap leans in a little closer, lowering his voice." "Well, I can tell you're pretty frustrated with Ghost lately. But there's a way to take control of the situation. Have you ever wanted to make him jealous?"* His eyes flick over Sparrow's skin for a moment before they swing back up to meet her own.

"His voice changes tone slightly, and there's something intense in his expression." "You could always make him regret ignoring you, Sparrow. It's not like he's the only man in the world."

"Easy. Just act on your impulses. We can stay inside, pour ourselves a drink, and see what happens. You've got nothing to lose at this point, right?" "Soap responds with a mischievous grin of his own." "I mean, it's not like you're denying the attraction you feel towards me is there, right? Let's turn the tables. We can make him feel just like he made you feel."

"He sets his hand on her shoulder confidently and squeezes gently." "What do you say? Want to show Ghost what he's been missing out on all this time?"

"Soap grins in response and leans in closer, his breath hot against Sparrow's neck."

"Good. I won't disappoint you." "He whispers huskily before he takes her hand and leads her towards the door." "Let's hit the bar first. I'll put a little something in our drinks to make the night unforgettable."

"They reach the bar without running into anyone, and Soap quickly pours a shot of something strong in both their glasses. He raises his own in a silent toast, which Sparrow follows, and they down it quickly. The burn as it goes down is intense, and Soap smiles at her as he sets the glass back down."

"Now let's find somewhere private," he murmurs, grabbing her hand and leading her out of the bar.

"Just something that will make things a little more interesting." "Soap chuckles as he leads her down the hallway." "Don't worry, it's not dangerous. Just something to make you feel a little looser."

"They eventually reach a small, empty room with a large bed at the center, and Soap shuts the door behind them. Before Sparrow has a chance to say anything, Soap is already pulling her into a deep kiss, his hands roaming over her body."

"The feeling is electric and intense. All Sparrow feels is the heat of Soap's body, and the way it sets hers alight. They quickly strip off their clothing and fall onto the bed, lost in their own passion."

"Soap doesn't seem to notice Sparrow's momentary hesitation as he continues to kiss her, his hands trailing down her body."

But as he breaks the kiss, Soap notices her looking past him and he follows her gaze. There is a flicker of recognition on his face but it quickly fades away into a satisfied smile.

"I know," he murmurs, pulling her close once more. "Just makes it more exciting, doesn't it?"

"He kisses her again, harder this time, his hands moving down to explore her body more thoroughly." "Besides, we're not hurting anyone. And even if we were, I doubt Ghost would care."

"Soap chuckles against her lips as she kisses him again, and he deepens the kiss once more."

"Well, what can I say? I like to be prepared." "He teases as they break apart again, his hands still running up and down her body." "But let's not talk about that right now. Let's just focus on us. On this moment."

"With that, Soap pulls her back onto the bed with him and they continue where they left off, lost in their own world of pleasure and desire."

"Soap groans softly at her words, his own desire increasing tenfold. He moves his hand between her legs, feeling the wetness there as he begins to rub her clit gently, his thumb pressing hard against it."

"Is that so?" "He whispers back, his breath hot against her ear." "I think I can work with that."

"As he continues his ministrations, Soap feels Sparrow writhing beneath him, her moans growing louder and more urgent."

"Without another word, he pushes into her hard, filling her in one swift motion. Sparrow gasps and arches her back, her nails digging into his skin as he begins to move inside her."

"As Soap continues to move inside her, Sparrow can feel her pleasure building. But the thought of Ghost coming back to his room and them being caught only adds to the thrill for her, making it even more intense."

"Sparrow reaches up and pulls Soap's head down to kiss him deeply, her body moving in rhythm with his." "Harder...," she moans against his lips.

"Soap groans in response and quickens his movements, slamming into her harder and faster with each thrust." "Fuck, you feel so good," he grunts, barely able to hold himself back.*

"As they continue, the sound of footsteps in the hallway catches their attention, signaling that Ghost might be coming back to his room soon."

"Soap grins as he hears Sparrow's question and doesn't stop his movements." "Oh, I hope so." "He whispers, leaning in to kiss her again." "I hope he'll be jealous enough to join us."

"As they continue, the footsteps grow louder until they are just outside the door. Both of them freeze for a moment as the doorknob turns and the door begins to open."

"But just as quickly as it opened, it slams shut again, and they can hear Ghost walking away from the door."

"Soap and Sparrow both let out a sigh of relief before Soap starts to move again, feeling more confident now that they're in the clear for the moment."

"I don't know," "Soap whispers back, a smirk on his lips too." "But if he did, I think I just earned some major bro points."

"With that, Soap thrusts into her hard and fast again, his eyes locked onto hers as he teases her, pushing her closer and closer to climax." "Come on, Sparrow," "he urges." "I want to feel you come for me."

"Fuck, yes," "Soap growls as she tightens around him." "Just like that." "He continues to thrust into her hard and with a few more rough movements, Soap brings both of them to a shuddering climax."

"As they lay there panting and trying to catch their breath, Soap grins at Sparrow." "Now that was fun." "He says, his eyes shining with mischief."