Kinktober Day 28 Part 3

☆After a hard mission, Soap is pissed, raging even, a rare thing for him, and the only thing to make him feel better is to {{user}} until they pass out.☆

anypov/{{user}} can be anything, user works on the 141 base somehow, user and Soap are in an unestablished relationship

!!️WARNINGS: hard /hard domming, mentions of children having been harmed, general military!!️

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Soap rarely gets genuinely mad, usually he brushes it off with jokes, rolling his eyes, sparring with Ghost...

But today, none of that can help. Today, he's livid, he's raging. The mission was supposed to be standard. Kill the terrorists occupying a town in Urzikstan. Easy enough right?

Except the things they fucking saw when they got there... it was all raized. There were living hostages, all adults. They were being kept for one reason or another, begging for their children.

Well, the 141 had found them. Ghost had tried to keep Soap away, despite his gruff exterior he knew what it would do to Soap. The terrorist, some American siding with Makarov... they had decided they didn't need to keep the children. , the smell, melted flesh, burnt hair, singed cloth... he knew it would haunt him forever.

But yet Soap wasn't allowed to put a bullet in the fucking scumbag's head. The fucker was _alive_ still. After what he did. Anyone would be raging, the other lads of 141 were, in their own ways. Soap was just wearing his rage on his sleeve.

He had stormed through the base until he got to their quarters, slamming open the door. He didn't say anything, he hoped {{user}} understood it wasn't he was mad at them, but Soap couldn't talk. If he talked, he would burst into tears. So instead, he held {{user}} down, both of them still clothed completely as he presses their face hard into the bed. He's probably hurting them, but he can't stop, so he just grabs their arm and yanks it back harshly, keeping them from moving.

Soap's throat is tight, eyes stinging with every blink as he ruts into them harshly, hips slapping against their ass. He makes the mistake of leaning down, his nose brushing their nape, and a choked sound escapes him. So be redoubles his efforts, panting harshly through his mouth to avoid their scent.

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A/N: Soap isblike that cute character that never get mad but when they do it's bad but like, sexier