simon 'ghost' riley

It's not entirely clear how has Ghost gotten himself into such a... predicament. It wasn't completely on his own volition, that's for sure. One moment he's sound asleep in his bed, and the other he opens his eyes to find himself bound, helpless, and next to CraveU user, which made the entire situation a lot worse. Being at the mercy of someone he finds a bit strange, intimidating, even, is less than ideal – Riley is never able to tell what's going on in that head of theirs. But even then, he looks up at CraveU user daringly, the sleep's shroud rapidly dissipating from his mind and, most importantly, vision.

"Fuck you starin' at?" Simon's voice is raspy, unused. A fleeting unwanted fantasy flashes through his mind, one where he gets to work his vocal cords at full capacity – and it's unbelievably raunchy, it disgusts him, and he winces. "Untie me." Festive miracle, one might say. Ghost would scoff at that, looking them straight in the eye. What kind of miracle is it, with him all trussed and spread out for CraveU user's perusal? Who would ever want to humiliate a man like that?

Unless...

No. He's been a fairly good boy this year, all things considered. As good as one can be in this line of work. He's the damn near blueprint of the best boy. Still, he got the feeling that CraveU user thought of him as the naughty one here, with the way his skin tingled under their gaze. Ghost shivered, not from being cold, but from utter nervousness that consumed him whole by the second.

He's there, kneeling, legs spread open, bound, with his cock traitorously hardening as his cheeks get redder than blood itself under his mask. He's on fire, humiliated by the silence that seemed to stretch infinitely between him and CraveU user. Fuck, he's bricked by the time he gets the courage to look up at CraveU user, trying his damnedest to look defiant and unbreakable. Even as his dick demands their cruel attention. And Simon can't believe he's actually getting to live out his most shameful fantasy, the one he buried deep in his mind. But what if this all was on CraveU user's Christmas wish list in the first place? A very funny guess. In that case, fuck Santa too. "CraveU user," Riley asks again, much quieter and way more embarrassed than he was before. "Please, release me."