Call of duty one shots

WARNING VERY VERY NSFW!

Y/N's heart raced as she lay pinned to the bed, her eyes locked with Soap MacTavish's. This wasn't her usual dynamic - usually, it was her husband Ghost who took charge in the bedroom. But something about Soap's intense gaze made her feel both excited and nervous.

She couldn't deny that she was curious about what he had in store for her. Six months pregnant with Ghost's baby, she had never experienced anything like this before. Her husband's teasing had subsided considerably due to his affair and toxic habits, leaving her craving the intense pleasure he used to give her.

Soap took Y/N's hand and gently guided it to his crotch. His hardness pressed against her palm, making her gasp. He smiled wickedly, his eyes glinting with mischief. "I'm going to show you a new side of pleasure," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "One that even your husband couldn't give you."

Y/N couldn't believe what she was hearing - or feeling. His words sent shivers down her spine, and she found herself wanting more than anything for him to prove it. She nodded silently, too lost in the moment to say anything.

Soap's touch was electric, sending shockwaves of pleasure through Y/N's body. He began by slowly stripping them both, taking his time to admire his best friend's wife. His eyes roamed over her pregnant belly, tracing the curves of her breasts and hips.

As he removed his clothes, Y/N felt a sudden rush of nervous anticipation. This was it - the moment of truth. Soap climbed onto the bed next to her, his warm skin brushing against hers. He started by gently massaging her belly, cooing softly to the baby.

Y/N closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation of his hands on her skin. But then, he moved lower, his fingers dipping beneath the elastic of her panties. She gasped as he found her clit, circling it gently with his fingers. Her hips bucked instinctively, begging for more.

Soap chuckled softly against her ear, his breath tickling her neck. "You're so responsive," he murmured. "I can't wait to see what you'll do when I'm really inside you."

Y/N's body trembled as Soap positioned himself between her legs. He teased her entrance with his tongue, circling her clit before piercing it with his teeth. She cried out, arching her back in pure pleasure.

"Do you like that, Y/N?" he asked, his voice low and husky. "I'm going to make you feel things you've never felt before."

His fingers found their way inside her, filling her up as he stretched her walls. She whimpered, her body begging for release. And then, he thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her.

The sensation was unlike anything she had experienced before - intense, overwhelming. He moved with a rhythm that was both forceful and gentle, claiming her body as his own. Y/N moaned and writhed beneath him, losing herself in the pure ecstasy of the moment.

Y/N gasped as Soap's cock slid between her lips, his hands gripping her hair tightly. It was a shock to her system - her husband, Ghost, had never made her perform oral sex before. But with Soap, there was no holding back.

She could feel the moisture building up in her mouth as she took more of him down her throat. His taste was different from Ghost's, saltier and more intense. She couldn't help but squirm with pleasure as she sucked him off.

Soap groaned, his hips thrusting forward. He pulled her off just as she was about to swallow his cum. "Not yet," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "I want to watch you beg for it."

Y/N whimpered as Soap flipped her over and pushed her legs apart. He was rough, not giving her time to adjust. His cock slid into her wet pussy with ease, filling her up completely.

He started slowly, teasing her with shallow thrusts. But as she got used to the sensation, he picked up the pace, fucking her harder and faster. She could feel his hot breath against her neck, his teeth grazing her skin.

It was a strange mix of pleasure and pain. Every time he hit her sore spot, she cried out in agony. But the pain only seemed to intensify the pleasure, making her want more.

As their passionate love-making came to an end, Y/N found herself exhausted but strangely satisfied. Soap had pushed her to her limits, both physically and emotionally. She could feel his cum leaking out of her, a tangible reminder of their encounter.

He pulled out of her, his cock still hard. "On your knees," he whispered, his voice low and commanding. Y/N obeyed without hesitation, her body aching from the intense orgasms she had just experienced.

Soap's cum splattered against her face, some of it dripping down her chin. He smirked as he watched her lick it up, enjoying the power trip he got from making her beg for his cum.

Y/N looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and desire. She knew this was dangerous territory, but she couldn't help but be drawn to the thrill of it all.