'Adrenaline High' Pt2

'Adrenaline high' pt2

Reason why it took so long for this part to come out(I planned on having this out yesterday)was due to the fact that mid writing this my Tumblr crashed and when I opened the app again my draft had been deleted so i had to rewrite it all again.

But I hope you all are having an amazing day and are taking care of yourselves and have eaten or drank something today and if not please go do that now. And above all please enjoy part 2 :)

Warning: foul language, gun fire,and mentions of blood

There's a ton of things in life you'd confidentially say that you've done in life or can live with or have checked off the little list of life.

But being fully ass deep in a swamp with Simon Fucking Riley would not be one of them on your list.

Your body was crouched low as the hindering feeling of thick mud water swarmed at you upper thigh,cutting off just below your ass,which you where utterly most thankful as you did not even want to start thinking above the kinds of things that where in this water at the moment as you trampled through it. Your gun laid heavy in your hand as your muscles twitched at every little sound and noise on reflex,your fingers grazing the trigger as you marched behind the silent Ghost. The crickets swarmed like a buzzing to your ears and to the area around you,which in any case blocked out any silence that would have been between you and the hulking figure in front of you. And to be frank,you'd take the silence any day of the week over the constant and guttural egging of the chips coming from all around. And then you listened as a crackle came alive in your ear piece and a voice boomed through it.. Prices voice to exact. It was stern and straight to the point. Good. The quicker they got this done,the quicker they can get out of this forsaken fucking place.

"Remember boys,In and out. Get the hard drive and then get to the rendezvous point where a helo will be waiting for pick up."

And then a click sounded and then nothing..leaving you both back into the utter feeling of awkwardness as the crickets around you seemed even louder,like a taunt this time.

"Once we get to the point we'll split,you'll be acting as outside watch and I'll be in and out. Understand?" His gaze met yours almost lazily as a nod came from you as you then continued on,now next to him as you both approached the ledge that showed to be the way out of the swamped area.

Once you both where able to get out of the swamps murky water you set off Once more,hiding in the brush and weaving like lions toward its prey would,and then you both stopped Once reaching the gates..the ware house looked empty..too empty,shooting a look to the other man he nodded and off he went,and like clock work you both went your separate ways and out of eachothers sight. Crouching low into the grass you watched the building as your layed down onto your stomach and your muscles locked into position like pistons just waiting to explode as you settled into place,keeping track of the time as it went...and watching it..and waiting through the scope of your sniper rifle..

You glanced down to check your watch after what seemed to be forever and your brows crinkled in confusion at the time it read,10 minutes have passed..? Then where the hell was?

Not wasting time to finish the thought you clambered to your feet and made quick work on the couple feet ahead of you as you approached the side Ghost had taken off to,and found a window slanted open.. hoisting your gun over your back you lifted yourself up and into the cracked window and onto the wooden and dusty floor your boots went, creating a muffled sound as you winced at it. Someone definitely heard it. You reached for your earpiece to try and Connect to Rileys channel a sickening sound caused you to freeze, a loud smashing sound and then a Grunt followed by a thud. And just like that you where moving with a blade in your hands tracking the area in which the commotion had came from. And then in the door way sickeningly lit by the moon you stared at a knocked unconscious ghost with a small puddle of blood was forming as well as a smashed board of wood that layed a couple inches front Ghosts head. And then your eyes locked on the other hulking figure that was crouched over Simon's body..and a glint caught you eyes. And just like a Piston you exploded in action.

Leaping onto the man you grabbed his shoulders and used the momentum of your jump to yank him with you to the left and sending you both to the hard wooden floor, once your spine even grazed the ground you used you knee to send a quick kick his open legs and then kicked him away with your other leg,your blade sinking into his throat as you shoved him away sprawling to the ground with a harsh thud a few inches from you,scrambling you rolled into a crouch above Simon's unconscious body,your body shaking from adrenaline as you pushed the large man onto his back and off his stomach and frantically searching for a pulse and found relief into finding one..and then before you knew your hands where already flying to a capsul on your belt and out came a needle,flicking it sharp edge you shot Ghost a sorry look before slamming it harshly into his right arm and injected it,and just as soon as the needle left his arm and was thrown somewhere,a harsh force shot you into the ground gasping for air as a grip around your throat formed..and just as soon as it had happened,it was gone. And there in front of you was a bewildered looking Ghost,whose chest was heaving and a hand was cradling a wound on his Rib..blood. And then in his other hand in a vice grip remained a hard drive..no..multiple In a baggy. And a apologetic look crossed his face,but before a single word could escape either of your mouths shooting and sounds of many people stomping you way caused both your heads snapped at the commotion that sounded a bit to close from comfort from the doorway... "Fuck,Do you think you can stand?" With a nod he got to his feet and almost as though he wasn't bleeding out he watched you scrambled to your feet as your pulled out a pistol from its holster that lay at your hip..

The sound was getting closer and from the looks of it,Simon looked as though he was going to pass out any second. And with a single fleeting moment you grabbed a chair with one hand and whipped it toward the only window in the room and watched it utterly crumble at the chairs impact..

Oh who knew a mission like this could have gone so horrible fucking wrong...

After moments of clambering and gun fire you both found yourself scrambling through the thicket of the wooded swamp area around you,or well you as you where now supporting Ghosts limping figure as he stumbled with your hurried stride. You where almost dragging him at this point as red filled his grip on his side and that urged the adrenaline in your body to be able to even hold his huge body up at this point. And then as you turned and fired another shot a clicking sound made your heart drop..out of bullets in the only gun that was able to be grabbed at the moment and you where not about to ask a now passing out Simon riley to grab your gun at your other hip. Tossing the gun somewhere you kept running not even daring a glance back as gun fire rained upon you two as you ran.

Breaking out into the opening you watched as a helo landed a couple of feet ahead of you two and out came Alejandro and soap who where both racing toward you two with guns firing past yous like hell was on their asses. Which opened a second for you to let a twinge of relief release itself into your body for a split moment.

Not even giving a second to talk they grabbed the now almost limp ghost off your aching shoulder as you ran behind them and into the helo. The adrenaline still pounding in your ears by the time they had ghost secured and stopped the bleeding had vanished and your shoulder ached heavily as you sat and felt a pounding feeling in your head swarm. It was only then when soap had stopped to try and talk to you..key word..try.

Anything that had came out his mouth was muffled out by the high pitch ringing in your ears..and then you felt it,the utter pain that was exploding into your shoulder like a heart beat..you lurched forward to steady yourself as a harsh breath came from your lungs..and your hand shot up to you shoulder only to feel something wet and warm,causing you to quickly retract your hand as your vision blurred...red?.. you looked up to soap only to find him yelling incoherent words to Alejandro as you felt your self and any conscious you where clinging to utterly crumble and fade to black as you felt yourself hit the cold ground of the helo with a harsh thud with the last sight before everything going black was a hand belonging to someone reaching out toward you as everything went sickeningly black...

After many moments of darkness and quiet you felt your body fly awake and then the next thing you awoke to with a sickening gasp as you snapped awake was a fucking skeleton mask...his mask...just a couple inches from your face....

Red is the Color of Our lives (and Red is the Color of Our Blood) pt1.

Heyyy I took a little break for a couple of days, and HEYYY MY BIRTHDAY WAS YESTERDAY YEAHHHH

ANYHOW-

I hope everyone's having a good day and enjoys this entrance to our little story (this one's gonna be probably a 1-4 part series, maybe longer or maybe shorter

Warnings: foul language and mentions of blood

You've never been much of a fighter as a kid. You got your way to the military and to where you were now, all on your lonesome.

Having been in 141, grouped In after your first four years of service by Laswell and Price themselves. You wanted to be a medic, but you soon found that a sniper fit in your hands better.

And yet here you were, 3 years later, striking your feet harshly on the tread mill in the gym room as you sprinted forward,huffing and puffing as sweat slicked your body. And there stood Ghost timing and pulling you through this already hour long "light cardio" as he called it of sprints. And then, with one loud clap and a whitlse followed by Soaps voice breaking through the little bubble you and Ghost had built at the moment..."DAMN LOOKING GOOD Y/N" and then, with a nod from Simon,you began to slow before grabbing the sides of the treadmill to help your body slow to a jog,then a brisk pace before a stop.

Turning over your shoulder with a heavy breath, you watched soap motion you two to walk over. The Swedish man stood at the entrance of the workout facility, not moving, only watching us with a shit eating grin crossing his face. Before you and Ghost had walked side by side toward him, you were only a measly 5'9 "compared to these two. But, with their height, you make up for speed. And then, as soon as you stopped, giving Soap a wave before he spoke.

"Alrighty boys, we got a new member joining us today. He's been updated on missions and has proved to be a good addition to the team. He's already been introduced to everyone else, but you two. König. If you would step out of the dark please?"

And with a step to the side, an utterly massive mountain of a man steppes out of the dark, his head ducking beneath the door Frame as he stood over you three. And you watched him. Before your gaze snapped over to Soap as he spoke, both and you Ghost somehow simultaneously crossing your arms as you listened.

"This is Ghost, one of our main powerhouses to the team, big ol toughy eh? And this here is our sniper, Y/N, sneaky bastard. Well, I'll let you tow get back to it-"

"We just finished,actually."

Simon's voice sounded rougher, harsher. He was distant with even mentioning Konigs massive structure.

And then he stormed off.

"Exscuse him Kõnig, he's just grumpy today. But, welcome to 141." And then he watched his gaze lock to yours. And you found his green eyes entrancing, sharp, like a double-edged sword.

You then watched as he quickly tore his gaze from yours before you excused yourself and went on auto-pilot as you rushed into the main quarters and then into your room and grabbed something from the bag next to your cot. Yes, you did laundry daily,and yes, you took the time every day to repack everything in your pack. But, it was a habit, especially after living your life out of a pack and always being on the move, a thing trained to always be ready to be on the go, to need to move from place to place. And you knew you had to quickly shower and get your clothes washed due to the mission tomorrow morning that hung over your shoulder. All you had to do was scope and snipe out coverage if needed and take out people when needed while the boys went in and extracted the info needed and destroying the base, courtesy of Laswell and her best of the best bomb makers designing little things that go" boom".

In your hands were sweats,socks,boxers, and a plain sweater. Your boots now kicked next to your cot as you practically ran to the bathroom. And welcomed yourself to the cold air before encouragingly entering the warm shower, and you almost scrubbed your skin raw. Knowing that this could be the last shower you take in God only knows how long due to the mission length unknown if anything were to go wrong.

And just as you seemed to have gotten in, you were getting out and drying yourself off and shoving on your clothes to ignore the redness of your skin and out you went,almost slamming the door behind you..

Watching the laundry washer go on and on in a circular motion as you heard boots click in the quiet area and up your head shot up before you locked gaze with König. And this time, he looked just the same amount of towering out of his gear just as he would with it on. And at the moment, he is sporting his boots,sweats and a loose t-shirt.

And then, without a single word, he left the room. Huh, nervous? Perhaps anxiety. Shrugging you then heard the sound cry out from the washer before you opened it and threw the clothes into the dryer and sat back down watching it turn..and turn..and turn....

Before you knew it, you were being nudged awake by someone only for your eyes to snap open and you instincts to snap awake as you kicked your legs out and tackled the figure in front of you and hearing them land underneath you with an 'ooff' only for the motion detection lights to flicker alive only to reveal you had slammed poor König underneath you. And you became self-aware of where your hips were. Quickly scampering off of him, you apologized profusely as you helped him to you feet only to be silenced by a light German thick accent breaking through from underneath his mask.

"Ah, no worries. I'm quite surprised at how someone so small can pack quite the punch! But I walked past the barrack area and your door was open and you weren't there so, I came back here to find you sleeping."

Face warming up, you laughed to yourself before thanking him as you took your outfit from earlier out of the dryer and folded the clothes only to find him standing there waiting?

As if he read you like a book, he suddenly broke into words, sporadically speaking swiftly.

Oh- sorry. I was just gonna walk you to your room- if you'd be okay with it?"

You watched him fiddle with his fingers nervously like a child would when caught in with their hand in the cookie jar.

"You can walk me to my room König"

And with that, He seemed to lighten up, and in silence, you two had made your ways to your room, and with that, He abided you a good night and left you to your own devises. And with huff, you made sure your pack was all set and you put the clothes needed for tomorrow on the floor next to the cot as you set an early 4am alarm before lying beneath to small blankets covering you now, savoring them and drifted off the rest before the hell waiting for tomorrow as the image of green eyes drifted into thoughts of sleep....

'Adrenaline High'pt8.

👹 I hope everyone's day is going good! As well as the you all taking care of yourselves and I hope you enjoy the latest chapter.

Warning:cursing,mentions of violence and killing/blood, and NSFW(😌 yum)

Only the way the sound of your boots snapping off the floor of the helicopter sounded you to remind yourself of what had happened. What you did.

Two weeks you had been out on a mission and Simon did not make it any better with how you felt now or felt during it. He was always somewhere near you, whether it be behind you,next to you..or even the damned graze of a shoulder. The brush of a hand. A knee. And it was driving you mad. But now, you where tired. And felt dirty,as well as the fact of how the mission went.

The way the flames licked your skin as you set flames mercilessly to the ghost town that a cartel refraining precious cargo to terrorists alike: illegal firearms and drugs...lots of of them. And you utterly slaughtered anyone who stood in your way. You had enjoyed it. And that disgusted you bitterly. The way knowing that the earth was one last scum free. And the red staining your boots. And drying thickly in your hands and dancing on your tongue spoke to you like a whispering taunt. Almost teasing you with your enemies blood.

You remembered the gun shots. How you felt the blood soaking your clothes as you took down someone with a blade more than once or a gun shot at point blank...

Soap said one remark to you the entire mission,and that was after the mission. After you all had made your ways to the chopper.

"Now I see why they call you the Hound huh? A beast out there."

Beast.

Scoffing at the words you shoved past anyone who stood in your way as you weaved into 141s little section of the base and stormed to an open platform. Your body screaming as you leaned against the railing of the open platform as you heaved and let out a groan. Your throat burned.

You couldn't breathe.

You couldn't fucking breath.

Gasping shuddering breaths you dropped your rifle next to you. Not even bothering to give it as second glance or the though about having to return it to the armory for a moment. And so you leaned over the railing,your body shuddering and Choking on its own gasping lungs as the rain rammed onto you,soaking your every fiber... you could feel the metallic liquid that had stuck to your skin wash off...

Cleansing you...

Calming you...

Finally finding the ability to breathe a gasp of relief and life filled you again as your grip on the railing weakened and steadied.

"Fuck.. "

Inhaling deeply..and then exhaling you then shook your head and held back the bitter tears threatening to spill as you then looked at your now clean gun,also seemingly taking in what the rain had to offer as it pelted it surface as well as your skin with a sting.

Gripping to aggressively you then thundered your way to the armory,your wet clothes and agitated demeanor made most people walking past take a double look or scurry past.

You found your self practically taking your sweet old time with cleaning the rifle and your side guns as well as your blades.

Almost finding it peaceful to do so,cleansing.

Cleansing.

You never felt clean. You felt your skin twitch at the ache of knowing what blood didn't feel like it on it.

How thick it was.

How..warm..how it cooled...how it went from life..to lifeless.

Shuddering as you shoved your thoughts away and went on auto pilot..

And time passed.

And passed..

And passed..

Before you knew it you looked up to see the time before hearing a choked noise escape your lungs.

It was already 4 when you had arrived back..

And now it was 9... you've been here for over three hours...

And had cleaned most of the infirmary...

Shoving the blade you where cleaning back to its spot you rushed weakiky,feeling the after affects of the mission and how your body shivered from the soaked clothes you wore..and you found yourself sneaking into the 141 living quarters and found none in the room. And then a note read on the counter,clearly Mctavishes hand writing.

Reading your mood couldn't help but lighten as it wrote:

'We're out for drinks Y/n, your good to come when your ready if not there's prices left over Chinese from the other night if you want it'

Shrugging you smiled a bit,your face crinking at it before you decided to eat it later when you where hungry,now..now you just wanted clean clothes and a hot shower to scrub yourself clean of dirt,musty smells..and blood that lingered.

Approaching your room you opened the door and shut it behind you out of habit before you then noticed someone sitting on your bed..and an oh to familiar Ghost mask stared back at you..

"A little late to be coming back yeah?"

Startling back you sucked your breath in harshly before you spoke quickly as your heart rushed and pounded into your ears as the moon struck off him..

"What are you doing here?"

A little to quickly...made you seem..afraid of him? His face quirked to the left slightly as he the stood up,the cot creaking beneath his weight leaving it.

"Scared Hound?"

"Your not awnsering the question Simon"

"And your not awnsering mine Y/n"

You couldn't hold back the shudder that came from you ..either from the cold or how your name rolled off his tongue smoothly...causing more than enough goosebumps to replace the ones from the cold.

And then he approached you .and this time you didn't move. After a few strides he was hovering over you,his head tilted to the side Abit,reminding you of a confused dog almost.

His breathe smelled of tea,black tea to be exact and cigarettes..and something minty? You then flinched slightly as his hand came up to slightly tilt your head up toward him as he spoke,and you found yourself subconsciously leaning into his touch.

"I think you've been left teasing and driven mad for long enough yeah? I think you've earned yourself a little reward Y/n,don't you"

With a shuddering breath you nodded and watched as he leaned close to your face,you then found that the mouth cloth that covered his mouth to his neck was missing,leaving just his eyes and upper face covered. Taking in the blond tight curls of his growing out buzz cut and the way his slight blonde peach fuzz grazed against his skin..

Your body was buzzing alight as you stared his figure and watched as his eyes met yours and look crossed them. An exchange of knowledge? An understanding? But at that moment your weren't just a private and a Lieutenant. Not even two men.

You were just two Humans,trying to make the most on this planet,in the situations you where thrown into.

And then everything happened at once. The dark hiding your figures and his body still looming over yours mere inches from your face as his hand held it there.

And then, it happened.

Lips where pressing against your own with such importance,such neediness that you where both acting like you'd never get the chance to kiss again. And you didn't know if you would.

It was like sparks where pounding into your body and weaving round the air around you as you felt your body begin to buzz nimbly.

And then,you felt his hand that was now on your chin make its way to the back of your head and his other gliding down to the curve of your spine as your own danced along his body and one found its way to his shoulder and the other gliding and toying with the small curls that belonged to Simon. And just like that, as soon as it happened.

It ended.

Breaking it and inhaling harshly you looked at the piercing blue eyes that stared at yours,catching your breath with just a stare.

He was sickening beautiful now...

And bitterly he spoke. Knowing he'd be leaving to most probably meet the others at the bar.

"Wash up y/n, and meet us at the bar when your ready."

Knew it.

And with that He teasingly traced his hands in sync to up to your shoulders to Down your ribs and then resting at your hips. And then his face leaned dangerously close to yours.

And your swore you felt a peck on your head..

And just like that. Just like all the other times from before he has left you flustered and in the dark,and alone..and wanting utterly more...and driving you mad...

And then you shuffled and grabbed a suitable pair of ripped jeans you had and a black pull over and clean pair of socks and boxers. Kicking off your boots you rushed to the bathroom..and within the moments of you undressing quickly almost at gods speed into the steaming water you had swiftly rushed to wash your body and hair. Scrubbing off any bits of gunk or blood. And just like thar you where out of the shower and practically rushing to dry off and get dressed as the thought of what just happened danced in your head...

Swallowing harshly you then finished drying your hair and styling it the way you liked it you then returned to your room and threw on your boots. Not minding the little mud that remained thankful for the rain that had stopped as well...and out you went to the bar..

Once you've arrived you soon found your way to the table. Given the fact that a drunk Johnny and Alejandro where not hard to miss with a Ghost masked figure sitting and sipping his drink quietl..

Making your way to the seat across from Ghost you could feel his boots graze yours. Just adding insult to injury about the height difference between the two of you.

And soon a shot turned to two. And two turned three. And then three turned to four..

The Burning achol seemed to sooth whatever emotions had burned inside you about the masked man..

And before soon you all where shots and bottles deep and loosened up.

Even Ghost was feeling the tipsy affects of the achol..

And just like that the night had flown by and you all had found yourselves walking to the base drunkily laughing and joking in the cold dew nights air and the bright stars that shown proudly in the winter sky.

Feeling the frost nip at your ears you where soon greatful to have made it back to the living quarters..and as soon as Alejandro,Soap,Gaz and Price all had hit the couches to "watch a movie" and their shoes where off they had passed out cold ..all the while you and Ghost had found yourselves in his room sipping on the bottles you had taken home...and then you glanced over at him,only to find him utterly starting at you with such an intense look you had to look away..

And off to focusing on the floor below you and the bottle In your hand, and with an audible scoff and grunt Ghost had stood up he tipped his head back and slammed the rest of his bottle,wincing at the Burning achol that throbbed down his throat with his Adam apple dancing along his skin,and you watched from the tops of your eye lashes as he had shut the door and locked it. Before he turned to you..and then you felt yourself sober up almost immediately as your face went red and your head pounded...and you watched as Simon fucking Riley kicked off of his boots and loosely threw his shirt off revealing a very impressive build. He was obviously huge just by looking at him. But now seeing his upper figure bare to you..you could say that he was huge and utterly a unit. And then you weaved your sight away as you watched his hand go for his pants...and then looked up once your heard the bummed padding of socks strike the floor and watched as he had sat down next to you. Criss crossed..and then he watched you as you had downed the last of your achol.

And then by the time you had placed the bottle down and turned to face his sitting figure only to fin him sitting mere inches from your face. The smell of the achol you two had been drinking all night smelled in his breath...and just like that you watched his pupils dilate and expand as you caught your reflection in them.. and you turned away,almost hastily. Embarrassed? No you've had your fair share of military hook-ups...but this time..this time it felt..more than just a hook up and it spooked you.

You then watched him study you,watching you as you fumbled with your boots and kicked them off..and then you heard his voice rumble alive, "please..look at me.." his voice sounded weak,cracking almost...like a whine.

Did you just hear that right? Did you just hear Simon fucking Riley ask?..beg?..

Swallowing thickly for probably the millionth time tonight as you faced him and felt a grip slip into your belt loop and pull you forward toward him,and it was like your bodies where made for eachother as they spooned eachother..and soon you found yourself kissing Him as your straddled his lap,his hands finding themselves into your hair and gripping your waist,both of you sporting two very obvious hard ons.. And then he broke the kiss before tugging at you pants and looked at you almost like a lost puppy would. And with a gentle sigh you nodded and almost like clockwork he had tipped you onto your back and was now in the process of unbuckling your pants and pulling them off your body,leaving you to shudder at the cold air that struck your built legs as he tossed the pants to the corner of the room he then left peppered kisses on your neck before he then cradled your back and scooped you up,leaving you to cling to him by your legs at his hips as he held you up and carried you to his cot amd then towered over your body...and then you shuddered against his touch as his hands creeped under your black pull over and danced alongside your scars of battles before and your hardened physique from the years of service whipping it into shape,causing your back to arch against his body as he practically used his large body to cage you in as his hands traveled down to your boxers and with a single tug your hips lifted off of the cot and allowed him to expose you to the cold air...and then his right hand dragged down past hips...

And within a moment your body was shuddering at the teasing touches..and with just that desperate but hungry...lustful..primal stare you got from Simon.. alone...you know you where in for a long night

'Adrenaline high' pt4.

I didn't expect this to blow up so quickly! Thank you to everyone who keeps coming back for each new chapter and the new readers. I hope you all enjoy this latest chapter :)

Warning:foul language, mentions of violence and gun fire.

The time had flew by..faster then you'd have liked it. But bitterly you accepted the passing days by training or planning with the team. Only small moments did you find yourself time to just relax. And yet here you where,with the pounding of the helicopters winds spinning in the air and the rain pounding against the metal frame of it. Your hands gripping your gun harshly as you stared out of the open sides of the metal stomach,gripping it a bit to hard,was it nervousness? No,it wasn't nerves nor was it calamity burning itself into your mind. But it was because of how fucking close Simon Riley was to you as a whole throughout the passing days. Every corner you turned he was there,or everytime you turned around he was there..like a fucking Ghost.

You held back a scoff at the comment..oh the irony.

Grinding your teeth as you stared ahead,you could basically feel his eyes baring holes in the back of your skull, which lead to an uncomfortable shift in your position and how pissed it made you..no frustrated. And it frustrated you even more as to why you couldn't figure out why he frustrated you.

Many moments followed with your nerves just being raised higher and higher in your deep thoughts before they where bitterly snapped by a voice,Soaps voice calling out to you..

"Hound, snap out of it and let's go." He seemed rushed almost..afraid? No,just rushed as you followed him out of the planes metal stomach,crouching low to avoid the hammering blades of the helicopter and to hide amongst the forest and its high grass. And then you began to move alongside Soap,watching his signals to you as you followed them.. which was basically him telling you to stay next him while Ghost and Alejandro took the rear..and soon you found yourselves in the concert jungle of what looked to be a Ghost town. And as you went on..you where Thankful for the rain as it muffled out any silence gun shots or take downs needed as well as the night concealing you four as you weaved like snakes through the dark. And you noticed how concentrated everyone was. Even you,no snide remarks from you or Alejandro..no jokes from Ghost or Soap. Just silence and the rain as it pelted down...that is...until a voice rang out into the open comms of your ear pieces.. Price.

"Remember,the only thing you are here to do is to cover the bottom floor so Hound can make their way up and blow the building to the ground..And one Last thing...if it's large and moves..shoot it down." And with that..silence once more.. as you all approached the coordinated destination..and the adrenaline soared in your body as your gripped your gun...here we go..

The wind was knocked out of your body as your where slammed into the wall of the second floor room...the one you where in at the moment trying to get the explosive device to get all set up... your back throbbed as well as your shoulder. Snapping back into reality you ducked just in time to avoid a knife swipe to the head as your hand found its way to your pistol and within a moment a hard bang echoed a ring into your ears and splattered blood all onto your forearms and face..your body shuddered at the feeling of it striking your skin..

And then within a moment you where back down onto the ground...and then you heard a click..success.. you grabbed your gun and went to bolt but once you twisted to your left..the feeling of a bullet whisking past you had you rolling behind a book shelf and covering yourself and returning fire of two guns against one in this fight right now...blindly you looked around before your gaze found a thing of gasoline..without thinking twice you reached up to your comms and yelled with a shake to your voice as you continued to return Fire. Watching a body drop in the hallway... "Get the hell out of here NOW!IM BLOWING THIS DAMNED PLACE IN MINUS 45 SECONDS,GO NOW!" And with the harsh scowl you ignored the shouting replies and protests before you whipped around the corner of the book shelf,throwing the unlided gallon of gasoline blindly before shooting a few more shots..watching the last body in your sight drop as you pulled out a lighter and threw it..before utterly breaking out in a sprint and smashing yourself through the window..just for you mid air body to be limply thrown from the impact of the mixture of flame. Gasoline. And a bomb. You hit the ground a couple yards away harshly with a thud as the air in your body left it..sending you to be gasping and feeling as though you had severe white lash as your vision swam. Stumbling to your feet your limply gripped your gun and as you took a strangled step forward you felt a hand grip around your waist and begin to practically drag you with them as they ran feverishly..and you went to blow a bullet into their brain but caught sight of a Ghost mask in your blurry vision...and within moments of being dragged by Ghost you found your bearings and began to utterly fly through the forest,your feet striking the dirt and puddled mud ground as you glance behind you,dodging gun fire to see basically the other other running at the same pace..and then you saw the helicopter..and with one last desperate lepa you jumped into it and reached out and grabbed Soap before pulling him in after you..Alejandro flying past soap and into the wall of the helicopter..was soon followed by Ghost practically leaping over the two of you as the helicopter took flight..and soon..as you found yourself in the air,and the Adrenaline wearing you nudged Soaps body off yours. Taking the signal he gave a quick thanks and scampered off to somewhere out of your visions view as you stare at the flaked blood and dirt on your forarm..then the feeling of being stared at returned..and with a sickening turn you held your gaze with Ghost..and watched as his expression go from surprised. To relief..to utter and complete pleasure.. he was enjoying this little game..this little damn game oh his..

'Adrenaline high' pt 10.

Warnings:foul language and slight nsfw

Hey everyone ! I hope you're all doing OK! And good and swell in this time for the holidays :) sadly this chapter will be the ending chapter for this bitter sweet story BUT DONT FRET THERE IS A KONIG X MALE READER THAT WILL BE POSTED TOMORROW OR CHRISTMAS 👀

Also, if you have any requests for little one-shot stories and such as just dm me or pop a comment on any post of mine and I'll see it.

Anyhow, enjoy this last chapter of this little spice of life :)

Simon stirred away in the sunlight, streaming down onto both your still figures, your bare backside pressed elegantly tightly against his bare chest as you slumbered,taking in the heat of the larger man who watched your sleep peacefully. He then felt his hand shift from your side down to your hips and began to gently slide his hand up and down your side,as if he was forcing himself to remember your touch against his, how your sides dipped and how your curves felt and how the daring mountains of ribs that where moving from every breath you drew mightly moved beneath his touch.

He cooed at you and watched it silence as he felt at peace..but not just at peace.. alive. He felt utterly alive and steady with you right now. And he didn't want to let that feeling go. Not now,not ever.

And he watched as you stirred,grumbling with a whine as you peered over your shoulder at him and broke a light grin at him and shot a quick, 'morning' to him as you rolled onto your other side to face him, and he found his hand placing it self onto your waist and pulling you closer to him, watching you envelope yourself into his warmth. And he spoke, with such a rough morning voice that it stirred you to fumble your morning demeanor and scramble to refind it. "Well, good morning to you too"

And that's when you looked up to see his supirsed and smirked expression on his face, and then it dawned upon you....the sudden realization that he wasn't wearing his mask... and you took in the sight of his face, your mind memorizing a million times over in the short span of such a few seconds. The way his growing out blonde buzz cuts tight curls matched him perfectly in a way... the sigh of his eyes...piercing blue and utterly memorizing you..and his nose..that looked to be defiantly broken a good few times over seemed to be perfect to you... he was perfect to you ..and that's when your gaze found its way to the scar on his thin,pinkish, chapped, and rough lips.. it traveled from the base of his left jaw with his face stubble, and it traveled up through a part of his lef side of the lips revealing part of his gums and teet,especially the canine teeth of his..and it utterly amazed you and looked...utterly beautiful on him.

"Your beautiful..."

The words left your mouth and left you stunned at what you said as your heart stopped before restarting in spasms as you realized what you had just said... and you watched as his gaze went wide before it softened as he replied to your voice.. "God's I love you." His voice cracked as he spoke..like he was afraid of saying that aloud..like he was afraid of even putting it out there to anyone..to you...

And then that single phrase made you think..and then you mouth opened and a single phrase that came out of your mouth made you want to slam your head into a wall.

"What are we?" It was fast,sudden..nervous.. afraid perhaps of what Simon would say?

All you knew is that He smirked and replied with such a crooked smirk that it made you shiver Beneath his gaze as his brows quirked up.

"Well..what do YOU want us to be hm?"

Fuck.

You then thought before beginning a mindless ramble to yourself in your mind before you suddenly spoke, quickly, as if you where afraid of the ability to speak to leave you before you two had stopped talking.

"Well,let's see, we both fucked,we're cuddling,we've saved eachother a million times. You make me nervous,I can feel your hard on rubbing against me, and we're in YOUR bed.. so..what does that make us Simon?"

"Well..thats makes you my Boy yes?"

My boy..

His..

Your his...

And him yours...

You then nodded and snuggled closer to Simon's body and breath with him,listening to his steady heartbeat with the comfortable silence surrounding you two.

As of right now, you weren't just two humans.. hell, you two weren't just "The Hound" and "Ghost"..you two were just, "Y/n" and "Simon"

Two humans just trying to find where they belong.

And you belong with him. And he belongs with you. Together, and you had found a high better than any drug, him. He made you feel.. safe, perhaps? And you..you made him feel alive, secure.

Both of you had found your own Adrenaline High amongst each other, each both making the other alive and moving...

And well... you both knew that the journey from here on out..

As you both laid in eachothers arms,both drifting back to sleep smiling...

That this was going to be one hell of a ride....

I hope you all enjoyed this small, lengthy ride of a journey as much as I have with this story, and don't fret! Like I said, there is one with Konig and you coming soon enough! Possibly in two days,and requests are always open :)

But thank you all that enjoyed this story and are going to look and find it it in the future. :) until tomorrow everyone.

🙌😭 the new release of the next chapter of 'Whom the Bells toll' will be delayed tomorrow afternoon northeastern time due to Tumblr deciding to not want to work with me rn with posting it and I'm not about to lose an entire weeks worth of work.

Sorry guys 👍😟