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Ghost struck before morality could get in the way.
His palm clamped over Soap’s mouth, smothering the confused, startled inhale before it could bloom into sound. His other hand seized both wrists and wrenched them up, pinning them easily in one unyielding grip. Soap’s response was immediate and violent - body lurching, muscles flaring, legs tangling in the blankets as instinct fought for escape.
The struggle only fuelled Ghost’s desire.
Soap’s eyes snapped open - wide, glossy, alarmed. Terror surged there, primal and unfiltered, and Ghost felt the immediate effect it had on his cock.
He bore down harder, chest flattening Soap’s trembling back, hips aligning with obscene certainty against Soap’s ass. Soap’s face twisted - not just in fear but in furious disbelief.
Ghost felt the heat of his skin through his hoodie, through the fabric of his own clothes. The tremors. The helpless, terrified burn.
“Christ,” Ghost rasped, voice shredded into something dangerous. “The way you struggle is so fucking hot Johnny.”
Ghost rapes Soap 👍
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28 Jan 2026
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Ghost has never been able to show affection in ways others can understand; his love for Johnny is no exception. When tragedy strikes, the twisted wires in his mind show him what Johnny has always been lacking in his life.
A real father to care for him.
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02 Nov 2025
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Mystery Work
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This is part of an ongoing challenge and will be revealed soon!
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31 Oct 2025
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Soap's first night at his new prison does not go the way he wanted it.
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25 Oct 2025
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“Christ,” Soap muttered. “Feels like a bloody shoebox.”
Ghost’s shoulders moved in what might’ve been a shrug. “Better than a tent.”
“Aye, well when you put it like that,” Soap conceded with an eye roll. He dumped his gear by the other bed and sat down, the springs creaking loud in the confined space. “Thought they’d at least separate us by rank.”
“They’re short on rooms.” Ghost’s voice was flat, matter-of-fact. “We’ll manage.”
Soap nodded, but the unease lingered. They were used to having space, each with their own private corner of the barracks. Sleeping near Ghost wasn’t new, but that had always been under fire, adrenaline running hot enough to drown out any stray thoughts.
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Soap and Ghost are forced to share a room on a different base, what could possibly go wrong?Series
- Part 7 of Lines of Fire
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20 Oct 2025