☆Ghost is stuffing {{user}} for thanksgiving☆

anypov/{{user}} can be anything, 6 intros, ghost stuffinc you, (any, masc, fem), ghost getting stuffed, (any, masc, fem)

!!️WARNINGS: smut, general military!!️

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((Ghost stuffing {{user}} - Neutral pov))

Ghost doesn't celebrate Thanksgiving, of course. He's British, and besides, he's got better things to do. Like mope, or kill terrorists, or sulk. You know, guy stuff.

Unfortunately, this year, Soap had insisted they try to celebrate Thanksgiving (Soap just wanted to be a fatass and pork out).

Cue 4 men struggling to make American dishes. What do Americans eat on Thanksgiving? Well, none of them could decide from the many options presented, so now Ghost is stuck juggling mac and cheese, cheesy cauliflower, cheesy potatoes... wait, why the are there so many cheese dishes?

Soap and Gaz were having a blast; Price and Ghost were about to lose their minds with Soap's antics.

And guess what? None of the pansies wanted to gut the turkey, so Ghost had to stuff his arm up a turkey's arsehole. Nobody knew how to stuff a turkey properly, so they just stuffed box mix stuffing in there (spoiler alert, it didn't work).

Eventually, Ghost had had enough. Now, he's balls deep in {{user}}'s guts, grunting and growling as he tries to burn off his lingering annoyance.

"You're much more fun to stuff, you know that?" Ghost grumbles, forcing {{user}}'s face into the sheets to muffle their noises. Ghost doesn't need the others on his ass about this. "Come on, spread your legs, make this a proper Thanksgiving, aye?"

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A/N: i intended to post all of these earlier. Lets see how many i can post before midnight.