A/N - Well, I decided to continue the Swimming story...

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Swimming Pt. 2

After he had gotten over the initial shock of what Soap did, Ghost lifted himself up from the sand and made his way over to where Soap was staying.

When he arrived, he barged open the door and stormed into the small room that somehow passed to be called a living room.

Soap wasn't there so he moved through another door leading to the bedroom. Soap was next to the bed, pulling his wet shirt over his head.

Ghost glanced to the side at the sight of Soap's chest, blushing slightly. He couldn't get that incident out of his head.

"I expect some dry clothes" Ghost spat out.

"Get your own"

"You're the one that pushed me into the water! This is your fault!"

"Is it now? Well, I think it's actually your fault."

"Mine? Why the hell would it be my fault?"

"You were the one who told me you couldn't swim." Soap sighed as if expecting Ghost to understand. He turned and left the room.

Ghost was tired from all of the day's activities and he felt he had had enough for one day. He decided to sleep on Soap's bed with his wet clothes on just to spite his Captain, so he walked over and fell gracelessly onto the bed with a sigh.

"Fine, okay, I'll just sleep on your bed" He whispered. He closed his eyes as he put his hands behind his head and relaxed. A small part of him reminded him that he should never relax when Soap was around, but he was simply just too tired to care.

At least he was getting back at Soap for pushing him into the water by soaking his bed. He smirked at the thought.

"Hey! Don't sleep in my bed!" Soap cried just as Ghost had almost fallen asleep. The Lieutenant waved his Captain off in a dismissive manner.

"Come on! You're soaking my bed! Go sleep in your own!"

"No" Ghost sighed as he turned so he was facing away from Soap.

"At least put some dry clothes on" Ghost ignored him, full intent on pissing his Captain off. It was rather funny to Ghost (in a weird way), when Soap was annoyed at something. The way he would scrunch his face up and push out his bottom lip a little never failed to make Ghost laugh.

Soap stood next to the bed and pulled on Ghost's shoulder so he was lying on his back. He hesitated slightly when he saw Ghost's face; peaceful. He had never really seen Ghost looking peaceful, what with him being in the 141.

"Change your clothes" He said curtly as he pulled Ghost upright.

Ghost complied, changing into the dry clothes once Soap had left the room. He lay on the bed and avoiding the wet patch, closed his eyes so he could finally get some sleep.

After some time, Soap knocked on the door. Hearing no answer he entered to see Ghost asleep on his bed. He walked over to the bed so that he was face to face with Ghost's sleeping form.

He had that peaceful look again.

He sat down facing Ghost. "Look what you're doing to me Simon; giving me stupid emotions, and now you're sleeping on my bed."

He couldn't resist that sleeping face.

He had to admit; Riley's sleeping face was his favourite. When they were on missions, he always had that mask on, and, usually, when they had some R&R, Riley rarely even smiled.

But with his sleeping face, his grimace was gone.

Soap wanted contact. He wasn't content with what had happened earlier.

He extended his hand and cupped Riley's cheek, gently stroking his cheekbone.

And again, he wanted more.

He moved his head closer to Ghost's face. So close. He hesitated. He couldn't do it. He didn't want to take advantage of Riley. He would take his chances when he was actually awake and able to react.

He moved away from the bed, and grabbing a chair, he sat so he could see Ghost's face. He knew it was obsessive, but he didn't really care. He had been presented with the opportunity to look at Ghost; he wasn't going to pass it up.

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Ghost awoke with a yawn, wondering where the hell he was. He didn't recognise the décor in the room. Then he remembered. He sat up to see his Captain asleep in a chair facing the bed.

Ghost watched him for a while.

Finally, Ghost got up off the bed and made his way over to Soap and crouched down so their heads were level.

He kept replaying the scene over and over again in his mind. He wanted to feel more of his Captain. He wanted those lips on his. He wanted more contact than the lips he had felt against his ear.

"Now look what you've done, John." Ghost whispered.

He brought his hands forward to cup Soap's face. He moved forward without any hesitation and pressed his lips against his Captain's. He jumped back with a jolt when he felt John move.

"Ghost?" Soap asked groggily.

"What?" Soap didn't reply; he just looked at his Lieutenant as if trying to solve a puzzle.

"Well, thanks for the bed, I'll get going now" Ghost turned to leave, still in shock that Soap had almost discovered what he had just done. He was stopped when Soap grabbed his wrist and pulled him round so they were face to face.

"Let go"

"Did... did you just kiss me?"

Ghost barely had time to hide his fear. "No!" He lied quickly.

"Don't lie to me"

"I'm not lying!"

Soap just pushed him back onto the bed and straddled his hips.

"Get off!" Ghost grabbed Soap's shirt to try and push him off, to no success.

"Just tell me the truth."

"I didn't" Ghost whispered as he tried to look anywhere but his Captain's eyes.

"You're such a bad liar, Riley."

Ghost looked up, blushing, hoping to God that the room was dark enough to hide it. Soap smirked.

"You're cute when you blush." That just caused Ghost to blush even harder.

Soap pressed closer to Ghost. "Did you kiss me?"

Ghost just shook his head.

"Your body tells me you did." Soap snickered, pushing even closer to Ghost, causing him to squirm.

Soap closed the distance between their head and pressed his lips to Ghost's. Ghost gasped with shock and tried to push his Captain off of him, but stopped when he found that he was enjoying the contact and began to kiss him back.

Soap flicked his tongue out and traced it along Ghost's bottom lip, asking for permission to enter. Ghost opened his mouth slowly, wondering if this would just be the same as kissing a woman. Soap plunged his tongue in and the battle for dominance began.

Ghost soon discovered that no woman could ever kiss like a man could. Men were rough, and he loved it.

The need for air soon parted them and Soap looked down with lust filled eyes.

"I feel like fucking you now." He confessed.

"What? No!" Ghost cried with a look of horror on his face.

"Oh, come on, you know you want to."

"I do not!"

"Why?"

"B-because, I don't know! Were both guys!"

"How else do you think gay people fuck?"

"I'm not gay!"

"Of course... I still want to fuck you though."

"Fuck yourself!"

Soap smirked down at his Lieutenant. "That wouldn't be as fun, but I'll get you one day"

"No you won't"

"Of course I will... you won't be able to resist me."

"Shut up or your head will just explode."

Soap leant down to brush his lips against Ghost's. Ghost parted his in anticipation. "See, you want me already."

"Shut up and kiss me."

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A/N - Well? How was that?

I would ask you for prompts, well, I was going too, but I got a tonne from dA ^_^

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