Call of duty one shots

Y/n, a successful business owner, was deep in thought as she worked late into the night. Her office was dimly lit, casting shadows across her desk and the papers scattered about. She didn't notice the door opening behind her until she felt a strong pair of hands on her shoulders. Startled, she turned around to see her boyfriend, Soap, standing there.

"Soap!" she exclaimed, her heart racing. He was tall and muscular, clad in his military uniform, which only served to accentuate his rugged good looks. She couldn't help but feel a rush of desire for him.

"I've had enough of you working yourself to the bone," he said, his voice low and seductive. "It's time you took a break."

Before she could protest, he pinned her against the desk, his hands gripping her waist possessively. His lips crashed down on hers, demanding her attention and devotion. She responded eagerly, returning his kiss with equal passion.

As their kiss deepened, Soap's hand trailed down her side, teasingly skimming over her curves. She gasped at the feel of his rough fingertips brushing against her sensitive skin. Her body trembled with anticipation as he continued to explore her, his touch igniting a fire inside her that had been dormant for too long.

Breaking away from their kiss, Soap gazed into Y/n's eyes, his expression filled with desire. "I want you," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "Right here, right now."

Without waiting for her response, he picked her up effortlessly and carried her over to the wall behind her desk. He pressed her against the cool surface, his body flush against hers. Their lips met again, their tongues tangling as their passionate lovemaking began.

His strong hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer as he thrust into her. The sensation of being pinned against the wall sent shivers down her spine, amplifying the intensity of their connection. She moanedly, her body arching towards him in search of more pleasure.

As their rhythm quickened, Soap's kisses trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses in their wake. His hands roamed freely across her body, teasing her nipples and caressing her soft skin. She threw her head back, surrendering to the wave of pleasure washing over her.

With every thrust, Soap drove deeper inside her, claiming her as his own. The sound of their moans filled the room, drowning out the world around them. They were lost in each other, consumed by their desire for one another.

Their bodies moved in perfect sync, fueled by their insatiable passion. As Soap drove deeper into Y/n, she felt a wave of euphoria washing over her. She dug her nails into his back, urging him on, needing more.

With a final thrust, Soap let out a deep groan as he released himself inside her. Their bodies trembled together, caught in the afterglow of their intense lovemaking. He rested his forehead against hers, breathing heavily.

"That was incredible," he murmured, his voice hoarse with emotion.

Y/n wrapped her arms around him, holding him close. "I love you," she whispered, her eyes shining with tears of joy.

They stayed like that for a while, basking in the intimacy they shared. As the moment began to fade, Soap helped Y/n back onto her feet. He brushed the hair away from her face, tenderly kissing her forehead.

"You deserve the world, Y/n," he said, his voice filled with admiration. "But for now, you have me. And that's all that matters."

Their eyes met, and they shared a smile that spoke volumes about their deep love and connection. As they made their way to the couch to rest, they knew that this wouldn't be just another night. It would be a night they would never forget, a night filled with passion and love.