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Soap's crystal blue eyes watched as I, with much frustration, struggled to get my gear off. Chuckling, he stepped up behind me, his larger hand replacing my own.
"Gotta relax, lass." He chimed softly as he un-clipped my vests clasps. He smoothly lifted my vest off of my sore shoulders.
"Easy for you to say MacTavish, you weren't bait to a mission gone wrong." I remarked a bit harsher than I intended. It was true, though, what should have been an easy two-man patrol became a minor fire fight. Soap radioed for backup while I tried to scope any enemies I could. Price was the one who said I should play bait, go out there, get their attention so Gaz, Soap, and Ghost could snipe them. I couldn't tell what I was madder at, the fact it worked or the fact it had to be me risking bullet injuries. Huffing, I tossed my braces on the table.
"Come on, bonnie, maybe I could make it up to ya?" Soap hummed as his hands gently caged me between him and the table. His warm chest against my back as he gently pressed against me. I wasn't blind to his continuous flirting or the slightly explicit jokes, he often made to me or the other members of 141. He played more than a minor part in my fantasies when I would get off. The thought of the beard burn that his scruff would leave on my thighs sent a tingle of excitement up my spine.
"I don't know Johnny. What are your thoughts on fraternization?" I hum slightly, stepping back against him. Soap chuckles as he slides a hand around my hip softly.
"Why don't ya stop by my room later, and we'll see." He says lowly as his free hand gently tilts my head back completely. His lips lightly brush over my own before he pulls away and grabs my braces off the table. I smile as I watch him put them up and place them in my gear's location. I focused on getting my weapons clean before moving to get myself a shower. I was taking my time to make sure I was washed up and also shaven in case anything should happen between Soap and me. I took my time drying off and getting dressed before deciding to head for my room. Although I got stopped by Soap, who led me to his room instead. Once inside, Soap sat on his bed, where he gently pulled me closer to him. A rock of worry settled in my gut for a few minutes as he softly kissed me, the consequences to being caught could cost us our careers far too quickly. Upon slowly kissing him back, Soap moved to guide me with his hands, pulling me closer until my legs were against his knees.
Soap grabbed the back of my thighs and lifted me so that I was straddling his hips. Our lips move in perfect synchronization together as we kiss each other. Soap lets his hands glide up my thighs to the waist band of my shorts. Following his thought process, I slowly began pulling my shorts down. Soap pulls back to watch me undress with a grin.
"Lass, those aren't standard issued." He rumbled as he took in the sight of my black thong. Soap reached out, letting his rough hands glide up my thighs from my knees. His warm hands drifting to my ass where he gently kneads my ass cheeks. I softly moan against his lips as I step closer to him. My hands cradle the back of his head while my fingers weave into his mohawk. Soap groans as his fingers curl around the edge of my underwear, softly tugging them down. I lightly moan as his thick fingers press against my clit gently rubbing circles.
"Want ya to sit on my face, think ya can do that?" He asks, pulling back just enough so that his lips ghost over mine. My (e/c) eyes widen as I look at him, the rock of anxiety settling in my gut feeling like it was growing in size.
"Like full weight??" I ask, causing Soap to grin almost wickedly as he nods. Soap tugs me to straddle his hips as he shifts to lay back, his head resting on his pillow. He swiftly taps my hips, silently telling me to move. I could feel the tremble in my hands as I moved to press my knees into the pillow. My legs spread as my hips hover over Soap's face, and he adjusts us so that my feet are under his shoulders. I could feel the heat burning on my face from the positioning alone. Soap curled his strong arms around my thighs and tugged me down. His tongue, easily trailing from my entrance to my clit where it gently flicked. Soap suckled at my clit as his velvet tongue swirled and flicked. One of my hands instantly shot down to grip his hair as moans spilled past my lips.
"Fuck~~ Johnny!" I moaned out softly, rocking my hips. Soap groaned so deeply it sounded like a growl as he guided my hips to sit still so he could have full control. I whined but eagerly obeyed as his tongue got back to work. His tongue slid down and softly teased my entrance before pressing in. I gasped when his tongue wiggled and pressed deeper. The way the tip of his tongue curled and presses along my walls made my toes curl. The way Soap moved his tongue, his mouth, his stubble leaving a slight burning on my inner thighs. I mewled at the feeling of his scruff rubbing and scratching at my tender skin. The slick wet sounds of his tongue and mouth on my pussy echoed around the room. With each passing minute, the anxiety I felt got replaced with burning pleasure.
"M-more~, please, Johnny~" I couldn't help but beg the man that laid beneath me. His skillful mouth devouring me like I was his last meal. His tongue shifted back up to my clit when I could feel his breath deeply. His panting exhales felt on my labia. It dawned on me that with my body sitting due to his hold on me that I was cutting his air supply. I tried to lift myself only to get tugged back down. His thumb coming to rub at my clit as he thrusts his tongue into me again. I couldn't muffle the whine that left my lips as he kept rubbing my clit and pumping his tongue in and out of me. The extra stimulation did wonders for me as I began to tremble. My thighs began to close around his head, and my grip on his hair tightened.
"Soap~! I-... Johnny~!" My brain was scrambled, refusing to piece together a sentence to warn him I was close. It didn't take much more from him to thrust me over the edge. My walls fluttered before milking his tongue as I came hard. Soap kept going until I repeatedly tapped his arms as I whined loudly. I shakingly moved myself so that I was no longer seated on his face. I yelped as he tugged me to lay with him, his lower face soaked and shining with my slick and cum.
"Better lass?" He asked teasingly. I gave a dazed and drunk like nod as I chose to ignore my slick and cum. I caressed the back of his head as I kissed him deeply. Soap groaned and kissed me back just as passionately before he pulled back.
"Do I-..." I am started as I glanced at his obvious erection. Soap chuckled and softly shook his head.
"No bonnie, this was about ya. This stays between us, though sweetheart, can't have us both of us getting in trouble, aye?" Right. It was against the rules for a superior and subordinate having relations in any romantic or sexual fashion. Nodding, I let Soap grab his workout towel so he could gently wipe me clean. He helped me get dressed before he calmly sent me back to my room. My knees shook and felt weak as I headed back to my room.