Red Is The Color Of Our Lives (and Red Is The Color Of Our Blood) Pt1.

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' pt 9.

I'm fr bugging with finals before break 😭

Warnings: NSFW CHAPTER!

The way his eyes stared into yours as you stared at each other had your heart slamming against your rib cage almost hurriedly. Like a spooked bird frantically flapping around trying to escape a cage. And you watched as his right hand traced up to your ribs and rubbed the daring mountains of bone that expanded and contracted with every harsh and desperate breath you took..and he felt them hitch as your breath held as his left hand lay now teasing your hip bone area. Rubbing in circles and tracing down close to your now erect hard on and then tracing back up,causing a frustrated and desperate whine to trickle through your body,shuddering to his touch as he chuckled deeply.. and before you knew it, he had moved his way back up to what your pull over exposed of your collarbone and began to leave harsh marks. Almost like a rampant dog would when marking its territory, wincing at the harsh feeling of the way his teeth nipped at your skin and the way his tongue lapped at it with every mark he left.

"Easy now, no need to get all worked up yet." Demanding almost. And just like that, he had left your skin utterly feeling naked without him there marking it. Claiming it to be his almost.

A yelp escapes your lips as you could feel his fingers grazing your hard on,teasing..draggin..and utterly driving you insane, Choking on the breath that was able to enter your lungs all you could do was shudder and writhe beneath his touch deliciously.

And Simon enjoyed it. Watching you tremble and shudder beautifully beneath him..and then he let out a dark chuckle once more as he left you to the nights cold air as he scuffed off his sweats and boxers. The sight of his cock bare to you sent shivers down your spine and then you traced your gaze up to his..and there it was...the look that almost caused you to cry out either in desperation or utter temptation.. his eyes dark and hooded beneath his mask,the blue ocean that lurked within his Iris's shone through the slight light the moon offered..and his eyes seemed to trap you..hypnotize you..and you found yourself leaning into his touch as his hands found themselves tracing your hips,dragging up to the curve of your spine and then down to holding your hips in place...and then you realized the sudden stop in motions. He was waiting for the consent to proceed.

Nodding all too quickly to what he was asking, you felt something hard prod your entrance,slightly wet already with precum. You felt your grip tighten on the bedding of the cot beneath you felt him enter you slowly,and you didn't even realize how tight you were until now as a squeal almost left your lips from the feeling of him stretching you out slowly..teasingly.. you watched him shudder and groan against you... and soon after many moments of coaxing and pushing...and dirty sweet words from the two of you,his hips connecented with your ass.

"So beautiful.." Murmuring came from his lips as he then began to slowly set the pace,rocking his hips at an utterly teasing pace as he slowly left you feeling empty only for him to fill you back up again as light gasps ajd groans came from you and shuddering breaths left the man above you...and you could just feel him taking up every little space and crevice in your body..fitting like a glove around him almost...as if you where built just for him..and him alone.

Suddenly, Simons pace began to get harsher.. and his breaths turned to grunts... and your body twitched against his own,back arching and lungs coaxing from the lewd sounds escaping your mouth as he soon began to have his way with you..and he watched utterly fixated on your body shuddering against him as he pulled out and you almost pulling him back in..like your body needed this. Wanted this. And by the gods did you want this.

Crying out, you felt his body press harsher against yours as the grip he had on one side of your hip was sure to leave a bruise as he trusted harsher into you,almost enticing the high that you both where after. And he watched as your legs were now desperately rocking with your hips with his thrusts..and as your eyes were shut,head titled back and arms desperately clinging to the pillow beneath you ad tears where obviously pricking your eyes ...and the sound of the noises you made where music to him..utter music..

And then he noticed how desperate your sounds were, how.. high they were..

Letting out a Grunt, he gripped your hip with one hand and the other holding his upper body up above you as he teasingly slowed the pace,dragging out the high you were utterly on the verge of hitting.

"S-simon please!"

He seemed amazed at how you were utterly putty in his hands... you were all like this..just for him.. only for him.

His.

Not giving a response, he suddenly let out a harsh snap of his hips and returned to an utter harsh pace and watched as you fell apart...

And all you could do was just let out voice cracking groans and whines as you could just feel the pressure in your abdominal area building and building... and then, with one snap of his hips, you came, and he continued slamming into you and utterly sending you into over stimulation, and you listened as Simon's thrusts became more desperate sloppy and his breathing heaved..and you swore you could here a frustrated whine followed by a chain of groans come from him...

And then.. with one final snap of his hips, he came.. and he watched as you shuddered at the feeling of his cum filling you up inside.

And watched as you breath heaved with his,like you were one, and then your eyes met, and he couldn't help it..but just kiss you on your head before holding your hips tenderly and gently pulled out causing you to seeth a breath through your teeth before gently sitting yourself up and used your arms to hold yourself up. And you watched as he motioned for you to stay, and he grabbed one of his personal clean towels and wiped himself off before he pressed the towel against your entrance and then cleaned you off and threw the towel in the basket he had in his room... and then, within a moment of silence,it wasn't an awkward silence. It was peaceful between the two of you. This silence was saying more than words ever could possibly.

And with a creak of the cot, he got up once more and grabbed the discarded clothes, and threw his on quickly and quietly before handing yours to you. And he watched as you nimbly pulled your boxers onto your body.. before he realized you had jeans and within a flash, he had a pair of sweats in his hands.

"Thanks.."

And he watched as you pulled them onto your body, these where obviously too big for you, but they'd do.

And then, as if he was waiting for you to the pants on to do this, he practically crawled onto the bed and shifted under the covers before pulling your upright figure in the warmth cocoon with him.

And as you comfortably set against him like he was a portable heater and as you drifted off to sleep, you swore you could hear a faint murmur that rumbled from his chest...

"I love you..."

And you realized this....this...

This was a mutual understanding between two humans...

This was....

Love?

'Pompeii' pt4.

Heyyyyyyyy suprise surprise New update!!! 👹 🙌

Warnings: cursing, nsfw and a sweet end

Enjoy

It was seemingly weeks upon weeks of finally completing missions and aching yourself to the thinness of patience and energy of any kind you were finally what they would call "back to normal," in your nature, well, basically it was like putting a muzzle for the time being on a growing rapid dog, and soon the muzzle will grow to small and will need a new one. But for the time being, you are here and not snapping or lashing out on people over a cigar, or anything else for that matter for the time being that'd usually send you in a frenzy of flashbacks.

And that'd be thanks to Simon.

He was there, and you where there for him. Bittersweetly he'd be there, on missions covering your flank or there when needed for a comforting shoulder.

And now he was here standing here, his face revealed to you... his hair curled and blonde. Seemingly a slightly grown out buzz cut. His face had a scar on his right side, like a slash. Quick and sharp down the side of his face, slightly turning his left lip side down. His blue eyes bore down into your own eye like a love sick puppy.

"You're so.. Beautiful.." Murmuring the words, you grazed your hand gently to the left side of his face and daringly traced the scar with your thumb. And you felt him cringe away slightly in reflex before he relaxed into the palm of your hand before electing out a hard sigh. And he gently rested his forehead against yours. And you both stood there in peaceful silence on the balcony area of the base.. alone...and in silence.

You then shifted your head up to meet his now glancing gaze before he tilted your chin up, forcing your neck to Croon to meet his gaze before his thumb nudged your lower lip, gently grazing the scar of the exposed area of your mouth before he lowered his own lips to yours and pecked the around it hungrily, tickling you with his blonde stubble and reaching a slight giggle from you which then lead to your gently pressing the kiss against him. And this time, he returned it deeper with a content groan. And then within a few moments of staring into eachothers eyes, you both where racing through the base, his mask being rushingly shoved on as you two bounded like crazed children down the hall before rushing into his room, the door slamming behind you two, and once you turned to lock the door,the moment you turned he was towering over you, his mask discarded on the ground and him already pulling you into another onslaught of deep kisses and you returning them gladly like a starved animal. And then, with a slight tug of your shirt from him, you'd found that it was too hot,and with a glad break of the kiss you had found air,and cold relief from the air. In return, he was already kicking off his boots and scrambling to rushingly get his own shirt off. And with a quick grip of your hips, he had hoisted you up to his own and now pressed your back against the door,and with an effort you had kicked your boots off as you sought after him as his hands rested at your hips holding you down, teasing you. And casing your sweats to be painful for you with the growing of your hard on and the movement you two were making against eachothers hips had you both pressed against each other needingly.

And then, with one swift movement, the bed had made its way to caress your mere figure as his hands had already found their way to pull off your sweats and boxers in one fluid motion before his own, leaving you flush and reddened against the cold air that goosebumped your skin..and utterly made your shudder against Simon's own warm and rough hands as he went to work with you, caressing your chest and then traveled down your ribs before your hips and then with one moment that lead to the next, your legs where against his hips and you clinging to his figure as though your life depended on it... and the sounds you made where like utter and pure heaven to his ears.

And it seemed like an entire orchestra of music had played before he heard your voice heighten and your back against his chest, and watched your eyes squeeze shut and your brows furrow as the noises you made got louder and cracked slightly...and so he swiftly pounded you into a rough climax and sought after his own, leaving you I'm over stimulation as he let out a few groans,his body rocking against your writhing one that gladly took what he was giving,and then with one snap of his hips and a desperate cry from you, he was sent over the top and had came. And with a panted groan, he looked into your lust clouded eyes and watched as you pressed your forehead against his shoulder,catching your breath. And him his own, and the with one slight grab of your hips, he pulled out and settled himself next to you, and then fumbled with the covers and your shivering figure until you both where flush against one another under the covers and listening the eachothers battle drummed beating hearts and drifted off to sleep...

'Blood is the Color of Our Lives(And the Color of Our Blood)' pt3.

AHHHH FINAL PART OF THIS FIC, as said before twice, this was not going to be a long series fic like 'Adrenaline High'. This one was just supposed to be a quick one-shot type nice little spice of life fic. Enjoy the last Fic before the end of the year, everyone.

Enjoy and have a happy new year :)

Warnings: nothing but pure fluff :)

To say the least of König utterly wavering on the chair next to your bedside was an understandable understatement. He was utterly worried, partially sorrowful, and at the least part. Having only known you for giving or taking two days. He felt as though he'd known you forever. And now, here he sat, like a worried bird fluttering over you, hovering over the doctors. And now he pleaded for your still figure to awaken. Just for him to catch a glimpse of your E/c Orbs, to see the light utterly flick off of them like a sunset. Three days have passed. Three days of the head trauma you've suffered from the fall had caught you in a mid drift of coma and not a coma. And now here he was, standing up, his legs feeling wobbly, numb,and utterly weak from the denial of his own care and needs to watch over you with worry. And now here he was, quite literally staggering to the door to question another nurse to come in and check on you out of his own worrying and overbearing nature. And just as he went to reach for sullen doorknob..he heard a voice.. mumbling and quite silent... Your voice.. "König?" ... And then,he turned to see your figure sitting upright and still quivering from the mere strength it even took of energy to life yourself up, let alone you holding yourself up at the moment.

And you watched as he soon abandoned the doorway and seemed to cover the room's floor in just one singular stride. And now here he was, standing over your sitting up figure, and without warning, you just pulled him down and almost sent him toppling into you as now you held him into a tight hug. He stiffened beforehand, relaxing and catching his Bearings. And held you quietly back. As of right now, you were at peace of just holding him, and he seemed jist as well, but his legs said other wise as he shifted his weight from foot to foot. And you noticed. "Take your boots off, come on König." He jumped at your words that rumbled against his waist area as you spoke. And with a swift nod, he kicked off his boots and stared at you with an awkward look before he watched you attempt to try and lay down only to wince. Which caused him to act almost immediately. Like the flash and in a flick of a motion he had hoisted you up like a rag doll and slid beneath your now startled figure and gently placed you on his figure. The clothes he wore weren't his military gear, more just cargo sweats and a white t-shirt. Basically, what he was able to grab first before racing here to see you after he found out they had got you stabilized. And he was comfortable, and so where the arms he gently wrapped around your figure, which was wearing the usual loose fitting white t-shirt and navy sweats the Med bay had on hand to change soldiers just like yourself who came in needing serious attention and care. And soon, with his head resting gently on the side of yours,his lower face and chin resting on your shoulder,you felt his breathing slow and listened as he dozed off into much needed rest. Within a few more moments of listening to his slowed heartbeat and his breathing, you,yourself, were lulled to sleep...utter bliss of a full sleep.

You both may be hand soaked with Red, and your lives drowning in it, But you both bleed Red.

Blissful Red.

'Adrenaline high' pt6.

I hope everyone day is ending on a good note or starting on one,and if not then i hope that this newest chapter makes your day :) Enjoy!

Warnings: mentions of blood, cursing,and a little light NSFW(Eat up ya filthy animals 😌)

A stuttered groan erupted from your chest as it rumbled from a raspy breath escaping it. Shuffling your body slightly you felt aware of the sun peaking through your window and into your eye..bitterly you grumbled and held onto the warmth encasing your body dearly...taking it in one last time before you forced yourself to sit up... and you felt every bit of yesterday hit you like a brick. Your body ached..and cried slightly from the sudden movment after being still for so long. Huffing you ran your hand through your hair and wound up swinging your legs over the bed and gently letting them take the weight of your body as they padded onto the ground. Shuffling toward the bathroom you saw movement from the living room quarters of the base and then casted a blind eye towards it. All the while,you couldn't shake the feeling of being watched,until the door of the bathroom was shut. And you where alone. Staring into the mirror you saw that the small knick on your face. It was a straight jagged line cutting through your left eye brow and just a bit before your eye lid. It looked to be scabbed up and already in the healing process. Ignoring the promise you made to Ghost last night about stopping at med bay you just dabbed it with a wet Part of a towel before you went to brushing your teeth aggressively and then applying deodorant and washing your face in silence. Once the cold water hit your face,you felt your body jolt fully awake with a startled jump at the temperature of the water. Blinking through the droplets you stared yourself in the mirror again and fixed up your hair and then padded your face dry and headed out of the bathroom back toward your room. Peeking out into the hallway between your destination of safety and where you were at now seemed pretty empty. Quickly scampering to your room you shut the door and hummed. Taking in the fact that you now where now alone and able to get dressed for the day. Digging into your now..clean clothes..staring at the pile on your bed you just began to dig through your brows furrowed with confusion..these where not just here moments ago..so who?... shoving the thoughts away you shrugged to yourself. Not minding free clean laundry as you then shrugged off the pants you had on and roughly pulled on a pair of black camo military cargo pants and your good old thin elastic belt before flopping onto your bed and yanking your shirt off..shivering at the cold air that welcomed you..shaking slightly from a sputtered shiver you then yanked on a white under shirt. Tucking the tight and thin fabric under your pants belt line you then found a thick green jogger sweatshirt and threw it on..before grabbing a pair of good old white socks and yanking them on and then lacing your boots and heading out your door. Shutting it behind you as you then checked your watch..huh...10 am..not bad.

Hearing a loud laugh coming from the living space you then pattered you way into the room and found soap and Alejandro talking in the corner of the room on the couches and then Price and Ghost talking In the near corner. Ignoring the hulking figure whose gaze you swore glanced a baring glare at you as you made your way toward The dynamic dou,Alejandro and Soap.

Plopping next to Soap you listened to them suddenly abide their attention to you,Including you into whatever shanigans they where about to get themselves into.

Piping at Alejnadros now baring smile as he spoke...and that was never a good thing.

"Ah, Good timing Y/n, I just was about to see if Soap would take a round two with you in his own field eh? You would like that Soap, no?"

You then looked at Soap, A smirk now peeping onto your face as he stared at Alejandro with a gruesome glare as he then spoke toward you,nodding almost grimacingly at the mention of him utterly losing to you in the facts of speed.

"I would.. given the fact that your a quick fucker. But, where I lack in speed. I gather in Strength. "

"Oh,you bet your ass you are so on." And as almost as soon as those words left your mouth the three of you where basically scrambling over eachother to get off the couch,you the grabbed soaps shoulder and then grabbed the back of the couch and tosses yourself over it causing you top flop onto the floor with a light thump as you then scrambled to your feet,slipping onto the carpet in front of the door leading out and almost falling through the door you now fumbled to open.

Which caused Alejandro to let out a barking laugh as him and Soap Scampered after you as you finally got the door open..leaving a very confused Price..and a very intrigued Ghost... and there they stood,watching from the kitchen window to the main front yard to see just what you three where up to now..

Once you three finally stopped slipping on the mud and leaves of the now soaked ground from the mornings cold frost you caught your breaths before Alejandro stepped a couple feet away and basically announced the "rules" of this bet you and Soap had just waged on.

"Rules are simple, first one to get the other pinned longer than 10 seconds wins. You each take ten strides away from eachother.. and face your backs from eachother until I say go"

"Seriously Alejandro.. a cowboy stand off. Sheesh"

"Shut up Soap and focus on not getting your ass handed to you again.."

And with that bitter comment from Alejandro it seemed to shut Soap up and he focused on you. And as you two stood mere inches from eachother you rolled your shoulders. Preparing yourself for more than just a sore body after this.

As Alejandro instructed you faced your backs toward eachother and walked as he counted your strides...

"One..."

Your strides dug themselves into the ground as you walked.

"Two..."

You could hear the aggressive breaths of Soap as he prepped himself to most definitely give It his all..

"Three..."

Or just blindly rage this spar.

"Four.."

Your mind went blank as you walked..

"Five.."

The cold around you did not seem to be present at the late notice..

"Six.."

Nor did the morning soreness or grogginess you had just felt moments before.

"Seven"

This was it. You could just hear it in Soaps steps that he was evidently pissed at Alejandros comment at Soap losing to you in the bet of Speed..

"Eight"

You walked. Your face blank,your mind blank,but your heart utterly raced at the adrenaline starting to stutter at the rate your heart was going..

"Nine"

Little did you know it,but you had a set of glaring blue eyes on your figure as it marched to Alejandros shouts of the number for the strides.

"Ten,Hold."

And there you stood,body tensed like a race horse waiting for go ahead of the gates flying open..the anticipation now in the seemingly forever lasting moments was killing you..

And you stood..

"Go."

And with that you had turned swiftly to face Soaps still turning figure and in a moment he was now charging at you,side stepping out of his barreling figure he swiped a jab at you,which caused you to take on the defensive as you motioned out of his way.. which seemed to just piss him off more..

Swinging and deflecting a few more swings you felt your barricade of defense that where you arms go to the weave back just for him to grab onto the green sweatshirt and pull and with a singular motion he knocked his knee up in to your gut,sending a gasp into your lungs as you then held back as grunt..and then you felt him go to shift your whole weight to the ground by using your sweater as a rope almost..

Stepping back and digging your heel you slipped out of the sweater and with a harsh push with you right shoulder into his lungs you felt the air leaves his lungs as he staggered back,giving you time to step a few steps from him as you took on the defensive again,and just like that he was onto you again, and with a singular motion you dodged a few strikes and took a good two hits to you left shoulder you felt the ache of the Still healing muscle..twinning a wince at it as you then shot to his left only for the blow you slunk at his abdomen seem to just make him angrier as his nostrils flared at you before he had just bum rushed you to the ground,sending your head to bounce off of the graveled dirt beneath you and the world seemed in slow motion.. and before you knew it,the world had snapped back to speed just as fast as it slowed.

Gasping as you twisted out of his toppling figure as it landed on the ground a few inches from you as you scrambled to your feet only for his arms to find themselves coiled around you,locking your muscles and digging your heels into the mud you felt your air pipe block itself as your one arm was pinned and the other trapped with your head and neck in his grip..

And with a growl he hissed in your ear as You heard Alejandro give out some hooted comment..

"Give. Up."

And as you felt your body slacken slightly from the air blockage you felt your nostrils flare as your teeth bared themselves as you gritted them harshly..scrunching your face up you did so..

And then you felt your body fuel with the last amount of adrenaline it had left in its system for the moment and with a harsh yell you threw all your weight forward and did a front flip..taking Soaps startled Body with you..

Slamming him under you as your rolled with him you could just feel the air leave his body as soon as he had hit the ground..and you rolled off of him and and within a moment you had twisted from a laying position to an up and slammed your weight limply onto his now fetal positioned frame as he gasped for air on his hands and knees and on his stomach he went..

And within a flick of a moment you had pinned his arms behind him in your grip...

And you waited...

And waited...

"And we have a winner! Let the poor man up, Hound before you kill him"

A laugh left Aljendro as he spoke...and possibly he was laughing at Soa..or perhaps at you as you both strangled up to your feet huffing and puffing with dirt and mud smearing yous..your green sweater now doubt was going to need be cleaned again...and your white shirt now patched with mud and sticking with dew water and sweat from you both.

"Good try eh?"

"You owe me a drink Hound"

"Apology is given,deal"

And then Alejandro spoke..

"Now,I wonder who would give a go at you now eh Hound?"

"Me"

A harsh British voice spoke out..and you felt your heart sink as you looked up and saw Ghost and Price standing there..they had watched the whole thing...

Fuck..

You then looked at Alejandro who gave out a sorry look and then a shurg.

And then you could just feel Soap give you a sorry look..

Shit.

"OK! Chicos, this time you don't have to stride 10 steps. Just wait till my go."

You nodded before grudgingly looking up at Ghost who utterly stood over you it seemed..towering almost...

And he stared..almost pissed..no..his was pissed..

Fuck..out of everyone here it JUST had to be HIM..

"Enough with the small talk Alejandro. I want to see here what Hound..can really do." The venom seeping into his voice just made the skin on your back twitch slightly as cold sweat stammered your body. You've faced people bigger than Ghost.. possibly stronger. But you've seen what someone his size can do when they where as pissed as he seemed now..

And it seemed as though the venom in his voice wafted into the rest of the group itself as well... but they seemed unmoved..it would make sense given the fact that they had been around eachother most definitely longer than you had.. but the way it smogged itself into your body..the realization of what was about to happen made your legs shake slightly.. feeling like they'd buckle underneath the tactics of Ghosts Stare..his Ocean stared into yours..you saw obvious storms..but then you swore you caught a glimpse of your reflection in them..and then saw a twinge of softening..before they immediately hardened as he stepped back and took position..

And you set into yours. Your legs shaking slightly from the exhaust of the fight before...but then the rush of adrenaline pounding in your ears swept you into a bewildered state of panicked energy.

You had ni clue how'd you get someone like him back into his posture. As of right now he looked like a fucking brick wall..

Well..here goes nothing...

It didn't help with the fact that as soon as you had swept yourself into position your inner monologue was seeping itself into a million thoughts a second..

The same feeling you had gotten when about to face off Soap both times erupted again..

But this time instead of..well.. Soap.. it was like you where up against fucking Satan himself.

Simon was never the one to Crack or spark emotioned during a fight let alone over a sparring match.

But he couldn't help it with Watching you try to look threatening to him of all people.

Yeah,sure the way you looked at how you haven't slept in days added to your intimidation look. But the way your legs trembled slightly made him coo mentally at you...as it made you look...vulnerable..

He eyed your figure as it stood still.. and he peeked past your head at Alejandros... before focusing back onto you...

Just because he seemed to be..making himself closer to you..

Doesn't mean he's going to cut you any slack.

"Go!"

And just like that you had watched him bounce into motion.

Your face crinkled into a fighting motion as you ducked beneath a cocked blow and went to swing one of your own only for Ghost to dodge it like he was fucking Bruce Lee.. and within the period of ducking and Weaving..and then with one swipe of a blow you felt it graze off his masked nose before you cut your left heel backwards and then with a harsh momentum filled kick you felt a slight pride swell inside..

Yes your first blow! Finally!...

All for that to come to screeching halt and come crashing down as you felt your face scrunch up as exhaustion hit and your teeth bare primal like as you saw Simon fucking Riley holding your leg up into the air... the menacing glare he gave you sent cold shivers down your spine as the sweat that trickled down your neck Hairs rose like hackles..

"You can do better than that"

A sneer left Ghost,almost like taunt toward your predicament... with this sight of you.. panting,star struck almost... why he wouldn't mind a Shot of Bourbon right now.

You then came to the realization that he wasn't planning on letting go of your ankle anytime soon... foot..toes..leg.

Sending a Glance to your leg then to the murmuring group as they watched the silence cut through your fight..

It seemed you now had no other choice but to just let your plan fall into motion..

Literally...

You let your standing let now fall from beneath you,sending you into a short and quick free fall..using that momentum you used your flat palms,your fingers pointed inward.. to push yourself up...

The leg Ghost still had gripped twisted in an odd and way and felt a slight throb..

A small price..for a large outcome.

You propelled your loose leg up at Ghost. The leg straight and stiffened as it made contact to his face... and your other leg fell free..

It did its intended purpose...and then some..

Sending you to the ground with a hard thump as he staggered back gripping his nose..

"You got shit kicked in eh amigo?"

Alejandros teasing words danced in the silence as a staggered noise came from Soap and Price just seemed shocked as Ghost lowered his hand from his masked nose.

Red.

When Simon lowered his hand as he couldn't even belive the sight of what he saw..

Glancing at your now staggering to a stance figure he glowered a glare..

He could just feel the copper dancing on his tongue and lips as it dribbled onto the fabric of the mask..he didn't know if to be impressed..or utterly pissed...

But he felt alive...

Sending a snarl through his mouth as he spoke made your pupils dilate and your heart utterly sink at his next words....

"I'm not through with you yet Y/N"

The goosebumps that trickled onto your skin didn't do much to help with the exhaust you felt now as you prepared to give it your all at this beating you felt you had coming. You where sure you broke that fuckers nose.. just by the red that seemed through that mask of his...

And suddenly..

Everything unfolded..

Within a flash you where barely dodging Oncoming Swings at you,your ankle groaning under the pressure you where under as you now where primarily on the defensive. Knowing that if he knocked you once...just once..you where done for..

Some grazed your face,but holy hell did they feel like metal had just full on smacked you and left dents in your bones.. every swing or jab your way felt...invincible...

The velocity of everything that was going on way too much for your ankle to bear...and with one last twisting dodge you felt your breathe hitch....

You tripped.

Hearing the gasp for air that left your lungs sent you sprawling utterly to the ground harshly...

The center of your balance was now nothing as you went down but your legs flicked up and caught Ghost on accident..

Simon was too caught up into what he was doing and swinging and what he was feeling that he didn't even realize that his legs where knocked out from under him by yours as he went down after you...

And falling he did..

Direct ontop of your body..

"GAH!"

"Oof"

The area around yous went silent..not even a peep from the three that where watching as the thud that emitted from you two hitting the ground sounded like it hurt..

And then just as fast as your breath had left it it had returned in gasps only to be hitched again by the sight of Ghosts Eyes..

His glare meeting yours intensely as you both panted for air aggressively and sweat soaked both your bodies..

Simon could just feel your panting against his body..and he could utterly feel his zipper tighten at the sight of you being so ..vulnerable beneath him...the way your body cut the center of his lower half..made his shudder slightly in a sick ecstacy...

"Uhh...ghost. "

And just like that he had snapped out of it aware of who was watching.

Letting out a frustrated growl he almost snapped off your body and with that He was storming away and gone..

Leaving you utterly confused in more ways then one after feeling a certain something press up against you during that short moment.

What the hell just happened?

You watched as Soap waddled awkwardly toward your discarded sweater and picked it up as Price strode back into the house after Ghost. Probably to see the damage from your utterly kicking his shit in..

And then Soap helped you to your feet as Alejnadro and him joked about the fight ..but they went mute into your ears as your stuttered steps in front of them sheepishly into the base.. and with a slight muted mumble of telling the dou that you where ok and a couple of grumbling sentences of coaxing them to let you scrub yourself clean in the the locker room showers given the gave that the bathroom was now being occupied whoever.. and listened as they both agreed on washing your now dirty clothes for you...starting with your poor sweater..

And then you limped in silence toward your room and rushed the door open before nimbly grabbing a different pair of cargo pants..green this time and a black under shirt.. your socks of all things clean and untouched.. but you grabbed a new pair of those and boxers as you made your way to the showers...trying to wrap your head around what the utterly fucking hell just occurred outside...

This is my first official fic writing that I've released,and yes this is probably going to be a continuous one and if you have any requests please do send me or leave em somewhere. :) again enjoy it and do let me know if there is anything you'd like to see me write

Warning:contains: foul language

'Adrenaline High'

-ghost×male reader

Soap winced partially as the heat beat down on him, he could imagine what ghost felt with that damned mask on at the moment with the way the heat was going. Sweltering the entire team to be in a pretty cranked mood, despite soaps attempts to make it any sort of light hearted as they waited for the new recruit to get off the now landing helicopter...

The way the cold air of helicopters wings blew onto you did only so much to reap the hot air of the environment around you from twinning your mood just a bit. Your gear was simple. It was always simple. You always never knew when you'd need to move or run. So you kept it simple with just cargo military pants with knee guards strapped onto your knees,the regulated combat boots, a tight black long sleeved under shirt and a vest with a bullet proof vest sewn into it. As well as a few sheaths on your body that where either hidden in your boots or somewhere on your body that held knives as well two holsters on your hips that also hooked onto your held two pistols and your sniper was strewn on your back by its strap. You felt the helo shutter as it approached the ground and once it got close enough You unhooked yourself and slid off,your head held low as to not catch it on the blades before you where able to stand up fully. The heat of the sweltering sun beat Down on you as you approached the group ahead, your eyes narrowing in on Price. Captain Price. You then shifted your focus to the rest, your eyes barely grazing them,even the one with a mask.. Ghost. You where cut off of your thoughts before they even began when you watched Price begin to approach, his movements loose and almost welcoming, which most definitely mirrored your more so stiff and alerted body language. "So this is the 'Hound' huh? He looks like a pip squeak" Alejandro spoke almost with a small laugh as he smiles like a dog baring his teeth, watching as you and Price walked side by side. Seemingly talking as he motioned to the group and your gaze following. Then.. soap chimed in, "turns out he's been in the game as long as L.t has..and he's known for his utter brutal nature on the battle field.. Pipsqueak my ass.." muttering the last half out loud to himself as the steps of the two now approaching got louder and louder as their boots crumbled on the gravel below them.

Ghost watched, the heat causing him to shudder a breath as he watched the so called 'Hound' step off the helo and walk alongside Price. Listening in on Alejandro's and Soap's conversation causes him to narrow his eyes as he watched the newbie walk. Studying him. And watched as he approached with the same intent of a hard Stare right back at ghost. That was...until he heard what Price said next..

"Alrighty boys, you know em as 'Hound' and that's what'll go by til' they want anything different. They've been caught up to speed and will acting as another hand in this team. We bunker down for the night and then tomorrow morning we set out for the task at hand that's been on in our hands for a bit now. Taking down the cartel running the streets in the nearby villages that's somehow trickling weapons to places they shouldn't be.. Ghost. You and Hound'll be our main horse power tomorrow."

"Fucking hell.."

"Gotta be Fucking shitting me."

The two then stared at eachother as they spoke in unsion at Prices comment. You shot a look at Ghost which earned a small glare from him as the atmosphere around you two visibly became strained..

This is going to be one hell of a ride.....