Arranged Marriage | Ghost x reader

Epiloge -M-

I want to thank everyone who stuck along for this journey. I do believe this is one of my favorite fics I've wrote to date. So as a thank you.. how about a small bonus part?

A year later

"Hold fuckin' still love." Ghost grumbled clasping a hand over your mouth in the process. How did you two always find yourselves in the worst situations?

Currently it was trapped in the trunk of an suv while enemies searched high and low for your bodies, the crush of glass when you were leaving with the flash drive you were tasked to receive sent a frenzy.

Thus leading to Ghost dragging you by your vest until you were leaned back against his chest between his legs in the pitch black metal casing.

Your hand swatted at his furious of the obvious ways this could've been avoided and how a few hour mission just infringed on the surprise anniversary present you had done so well at keeping secrete for weeks now.

Just the thought alone had your hands clasping over your own face in place of his. He laughed. Of course he fucking laughed. Why wouldn't the most insufferable person alive laugh at your expense?

His brows furrowed at the sudden shut down, clearing his throat he leaned back against the side wall, the rustling of his gloves had your eyes drawing over your shoulder to calloused hands and barely visible obsidian ink coming into view.

"What're you doing?" You mumbled, the single dim ray of light beamed through the glass, reflecting the dark ring that adorned his finger, reminding you of all the butterflies he had kept in your stomach since.

Your gaze lifted to his, catching the dark shadow along his balaclava reminding you of the shadow you first met in the corner.  He brought the brim of his mask to rest on his nose, giving you full view of the stubble he'd since learned how to maintain and that gorgeous scar through his lip that had a permanent mental image engraved on your brain of how it felt against your tongue.

"It's my anniversary and I intend on spending it with my wife not thinking of all the ways she'd like to murder me." His words had a stifled laugh pushing past your lips making his own chest warm. His hands wrapped around your waist pulling you back flush to him as his nose brushed against your neck until your head tilted to his liking.

"Make sure you're quiet for me love. Okay?" Boots stomped on the gravel outside overshadowing his whisper, making the adrenaline kick back into overdrive.

He felt thwarted way your body tensed beneath his fingertips as hand untucked your shirt and slid beneath the gear. No matter how long it'd had been he'd never get used to the smooth texture beneath his rough hands.

"Hands behind my neck." He ordered against your skin, a wicked smirk pulled at his lips when you obliged allowing him full access without a fight. His hands drifted higher feeling the way your nipples had already pebbled beneath your sports bra. An appreciative groan sent vibrations through your skin followed by his teeth skimming your pulse point.

"Good girl, relax for me." He whispered, but you were too focused on the lights that shifted through the windows as soldiers yelled in a language you didn't know. While one hand traced the curve of your breast the other drifted to your waistline, trailing a tantalizing path that had your skin covering in goosebumps.

Letting out a breath, you allowed yourself to try and relax though the tension in your muscles betrayed you. Despite the fear of being caught and what could happen the adrenaline of exactly that had your body arching back into his, allowing each heavy breath he took to wash down to your shoulder.

"Relax, your safe with me." He muttered, and you knew all too well it was true. Numerous scars had been added to his collection over the year. Every mission you went on he had to be right there and no matter how well he knew you could handle your own; you were his, which meant nothing touched you as long as he was around.

Besides him of course.

Before your thoughts could even out, they were scrambled with the feeling of his fingers drifting below the fabric of your cargo pants until they met their destination.

The combined feelings had your breath lodged in your throat and your thighs slick beyond measure. "Naughty girl. So wet for me right now?" He ground out while tracing your swollen bundle of nerves. Relishing in the sharp intake of air it elicited. "shhh." He taunted slowly into your air.

Your head leaned back onto his shoulder, any commotion outside of the little bubble you two found yourself in ceased. At least it did to you, it was hard to tell when all you could focus on was how a finger traced your entrance, teasing you with the idea.

Your hips bucked and your arms threatened to unravel from behind his neck.

He could see the wheels turning in your head as your eyes clenched shut and your body trembled. He slipped his hand out from beneath your shirt and clasped it back over your mouth making your eyes go wide.

His teeth sunk into the side of your neck as he delved a finger in, a low groan muffled in his chest feeling your tight heat clench around him as your moan muffled behind his hand. With the suction he placed with his mouth you could almost feel each blood vessel busting, it didn't compare to the sensation of him adding another finger and placing his palm on your clit though.

Each moan and cry went unheard as you shamelessly grinned against his hand, desperate to catch that release he'd proven too many times he could provide. Granted it wasn't the way imagined for tonight but hell it was better than nothing.

The windows started to fog, building a panic in your chest of anyone who could notice. How easily the right person investigating could lead to your discovery.

"Focus on me love." He breathed out as if he could already hear your thoughts.

What had you done to him?

He'd never be so reckless or careless in this sort of situation but the way your scent filled the space and the way your very being had taken over his own left him with nothing but a desperate want to give you himself any chance he got.

Your breathing became ragged and difficult under his grasp, making your vision blur and the tight not on your stomach threaten to snap. Your nails dug into the back of his neck, pulling his head deeper into your own.

He didn't have to tell you twice, it was hard to focus on anything but him. He delved deeper, hitting that spot that had your thighs threatening to clench shut until stars erupted behind your lids and your body convulsed against his.

The strain of his pants was unbearable but he'd be able to take care of that later, right now all he wanted to focus on was the deep trembling breath you took as he removed his hand and slowed his ministrations to allow you to ride out your high.

"Happy anniversary love." He mumbled as he placed a kiss to your temple, basking in the soft blush of your cheeks and the sweat that caused your hair to stick to your head.

Your brows furrowed when he laughed, taking gentle work to help you fix back your uniform. You shifted against his lap, "what's so funny?" You prodded, which only made him laugh harder.

There were too many countless times he told you, you looked like an kitten when you were angry. Instead of answering he pushed open the trunk, making your heart drop when price and soap stood on the other side with their arms crossed.

Soap stood in shock as ghosts laugh amplified, you didn't think anyone would ever get used to the genuine sound escaping him, price stood motionless with that same stern expression you'd learned to accept anytime you and ghost were around him together. Something about pda? You couldn't remember since half the time ghost would distract you from him by sticking his tongue down your throat.

Ghost shifted his balaclava back into place and urged the small of your back to shift out of the suv. Your eyes snapped to him as fast as your hand connected with his chest, "Did you know they were out here?!" You swore to god if he laughed on more time you were taking your gift back.

"Maybe." He ground out through a taunt.

"Wasn't hard to find the shaking vehicle." Price muttered in response making ghosts lips curl at the bright blush filling your cheeks.

What had he done to you?