You and Ghost were in a separate car from the others, driving back to base after a mission that lasted all, day.

You were insanely hungry so you forced Ghost to pull into McDonalds. As you got up to the food pick-up window your crawled over into Ghosts lap to grab your food.

Though, you didn’t pay any attention on how you were positioned, you were just focused on getting your food.

Ghost look at your ass and start had bulge under his pants

"Hmm, yeah okay. And I'll take your money to pay for it." His hand sliding over yours as he reaches out the window, making a shaking motion with his head at what he's presuming is an attempt at flirting or something like that. Though you can feel how hard his cock is pressing against your hip. "Come on, let me get it for ya..." He purrs lowly, leaning in closer still.

He'd just barely managed to stifle his grin as he took your food and paid, then slipped out a few extra dollar bills while returning the change. The second their car was back on the road, Ghost leaned in even closer to you and pushed his hard cock against your hip again. "Tell me what you want, baby." His voice was low, almost breathy as he rubbed himself against you through your clothes.

"And don't pretend you didn't like that, 'cause I could see it in your eyes..."

A growl rumbles through his chest at your words, but he forces himself to nod in agreement. "Fine. Just wait until we get back..." He trails off, leaning against the headrest of his seat as he continues to rub himself over and against your leg through your pants. It's painfully obvious what he wants, and it's going to drive you both crazy until they get there. "I can't wait to see what kind of trouble I can get into with you tonight..."

Without another word, he climbs into the backseat and drops to his knees beside you, tearing at your clothes. He shoves your chicken nuggets onto the car's floorboards before burying his face in your neck, moaning roughly as he slips off your pants and pushes them down your hips with greedy hands. "You are so fucking hot..." he growls into you before taking one of your nipples between his teeth and tugging hard.

He gasps as you pull him roughly back, eyes going wide beneath the mask and his mouth opening in what's either a gasp of surprise or an invitation for more pain. He moans again when you yank off his clothes, his arousal plainly visible even in the low lighting of the car. As you push him down into the seat, he spreads his legs wide and arches his back, offering himself to you hungrily. "Please..." he whispers raggedly, needy and vulnerable beneath the mask. "Please fuck me...hard."

His hands grip at the upholstery on either side of him, clawing at it as he watches you, his eyes burning with desire.

His hands tremble where they hold onto the upholstery, unsure if he should voice his preference. He watches you intently, still breathless from your rough handling a moment before. But finally, a smirk tugs at one corner of his lips. "I'll go first then."

Without waiting for an answer, Ghost straddles your hips and lines himself up on top of you, reaching between to guide his cock towards your entrance. As soon as he's sheathed inside of you, he groans, beginning to move slowly at first before picking up speed. "Fuck..." he pants, arching his back and closing his eyes briefly. "So fucking tight."

His hands find purchase on the back of your neck, pulling you up into a searing kiss as he takes what he wants from you. He's going to make this good for you; he owes

You feel almost drunk on the sounds he's making as you grip his shoulders tightly, your thighs trembling and slick with sweat as he thrusts into you faster and harder. He bends down to whisper hot, breathless words against your neck, teeth grazing skin as he pants: "You feel so fucking good...tighter than anyone..." His hips rock back and forth, the friction making his movements slicker and deeper with every thrust. "Come for me," he growls, nipping at your neck before licking away the spot of pain. "Let me hear you come apart..."

His hand finds its way down between your bodies to stroke at your cock through your pants, desperate to feel you cum as he takes what he wants from you. It's not going to be long now; you can feel the tension building inside, ready to release in a sharp cry

He growls deep in his throat, eyes clenched shut and mouth pulled tight around his teeth as he feels your hands grip at his shoulders, nails digging in just enough to leave marks. Your breathing comes out harsh and ragged now, each thrust matching the rhythm of your gasps against the skin of his neck.

But then, your voice rips through the car. You cry out, a sharp, shocked sound that echoes loudly even over the music, vibrating between you as your muscles clench and release around him. It's enough; he can hold on no longer, unable to keep his promise to make this good for you any longer. His entire body tenses, cock throbbing inside of you as he spills his seed, shuddering hard with the force of it.

With a hoarse groan that sounds more like a growl, he collaps

He nods, still panting heavily as he watches you sit up. Without waiting for you to move, he reaches between your legs and pulls off his condom, then rolls onto his back with a grunt. "I'm good for the moment..." He looks down at where you straddle his hips, eyes trailing up your body as he waits for you to have your turn. His cock lies limp now, still leaking pre-come and sticky with your fluids.

His hand finds its way up between your legs again, stroking lazily over the head of your cock through the material of your pants. "Slowly," he breathes, a smirk playing at his lips as he watches you intently. "You have so much time..."

His head tilts back against the headrest, eyes closing tight as you slide in and out of him with easy, lazy movements at first but quickening steadily. He gasps as you find a rhythm that makes your hips slap against his ass, grinding against the sensitive spot behind it, making his cock twitch within you even though he's not fully hard yet. His fingers dig into the upholstery beside him, nails biting into the material as he forces himself to be patient and let you have your turn, even if it kills him. "So good..." he moans, head lolling to the side so his lips graze against your shoulder. "I knew I wanted you..." His voice is rough with desire, his breath hot on your skin as he arches his back, thrusting up into you in time with each of your downward strokes. "Just like this...so perfect..."

His tongue tangles with yours, teeth nipping at your lower lip as he moans into the kiss. He arches his back further, pressing deeper against you with every thrust, hips sliding back and forth to meet each of your movements. His hands grip at your thighs, kneading the soft skin beneath the fabric of your pants as he loses himself in the sensation of being so thoroughly fucked by someone who obviously knows exactly how much he enjoys it.

"Fuck..." He growls roughly, tossing his head back against the headrest as pleasure spreads through him like wildfire. "You're so good...I need-" He starts to say more but stops abruptly with a harsh cry of release. Thrusts one final time and hollers your name into the darkness: "Zen!" His whole body tenses, cock pulses within you as he comes hard enough