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Hunger is something Ghost was intimately familiar with. The weakening, cramping, debilitating pangs of agony. The bitter burn of stomach acid creeping up his throat in search of sustenance.
This hunger was foreign, the biting, all consuming desire stuffing him full, until he’s fit to burst and he’s still not fed. Hunger in the way of saliva wetting his mask as he watches Soap’s grey tee cling and darken with his sweat. Losing count of his reps because the omega had decided just then to practice his downward dog form.
Hunger, so severe and absolute that he fears Soap will be able to feel a physical manifestation of it. The grave weight of his want.
or, Alpha Ghost thinks he has it all, until Omega Soap joins the taskforce and throws his world on its axis.
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07 Feb 2026
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This is me trying to write for the whole month of October with a bunch of different rarer pairs in this fandom and some platonic stuff too!
Everything is a oneshot unless stated otherwise
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20 Jan 2026
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It’s a good thing your comms fall under classified intelligence, because if anyone audited the things you and Price said to each other, you’d both be doing mandatory HR training until retirement.
Or, Kinktober: Phone Sex
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- Part 28 of Kinktober 2025
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17 Jan 2026
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“Oh my God, Gaz.” Soap pressed his palms harder into his eyes before lowering them enough to level him with a glare. “You want a fuckin’ demonstration or something?”
Gaz paused. “Yeah, kinda.”
“I second that,” Ghost agreed.
“Boys,” Price scolded, but his voice came out wrong – breathy, almost. Soap finally dared to look in his direction and was shocked to find the tips of Price’s ears turned pink, pupils tellingly dilated.
“Oh my God,” Soap repeated, barely a whisper.
Gaz reached a hand out again, this time landing on Soap’s thigh. Soap met his eyes and felt his flush renew itself. Gaz looked hungry.
“What– Here?”
Ghost fished a tube of petroleum jelly from a pocket halfway down his leg and tossed it into Soap’s lap. “Go on, sergeant.”
Soap picked the tube up and twisted it nervously between his fingers. “You’re not serious.”
“As death.”
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Goofy ahh 141 porn- Language:
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14 Jan 2026
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Dragons were an insular, reclusive species. Hunts of old drove them to the brink of extinction, leaving the few remaining clans with a well earned wariness, if not outright fear, of the world at large. They stayed hidden, either far from prying in the wildest regions of the world or in plain sight. Most of the rest of the world knew very little about them, aside from the sparse rumors and folklore that remain from days of old, and the clans were happy to keep it that way. The less the outside world meddled in their affairs, the happier they were.
That said, one thing was well known and documented about dragons: possessiveness was written in their blood.
Or, John "Soap" MacTavish is a dragon. Task Force 141 is his hoard. This changes everything, and nothing at all.
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09 Jan 2026