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It started as a thing of convenience.
Robby had a large house with too much room. And one by one they started moving in. First Jack, when he was diagnosed with cancer. Then Princess, when her boyfriend kicked her out during the lockdown. Then Donnie, when his landlord jacked up the rent during the pandemic.
And they worked well together. Maybe a little too well.
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Soap was not a typical omega. He was not soft nor did he run his to alpha's and act all needy and sweet. His alpha's never asked for that from him or even hinted that they wanted something like that.
Until Jenna came along.
How could he compete when she seemed to not just be the exact opposite of Soap himself but also exactly the kind of omega his alphas wanted.
He couldn't.
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- Part 2 of The Troubled Worlds Of Soap MacTavish
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Soap thinks he is adding Ghost to the group chat but instead has just sent questionable thirst traps to a random civilian. Once she fesses up that it's a wrong number she thought that would be the end of it, but it lands her instead having 4 text pals that she can't help but want to keep around.
Slowburn, eventual poly schenanigans. If you squint real hard you can extend the poly pile.
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The first one to spot the toy is Price. The first one to use it is Gaz.
It goes like this: the 141’s been officially moved into a unit barracks together, individual bedrooms circling a commons with a reasonably-sized bathroom and what could charitably be called a kitchen if you were looking at it sideways. Separate enough from the main barracks and officer’s quarters to be technically private, but definitely more aiming to separate them just that bit more from the usual riff-raff, give them that extra edge of deniability. Not that they mind, those of them that socialize manage to do it plenty besides, and the ones of them that don’t appreciate having a place to sit quietly without interruption.
So when Price first sees the thick tube sitting on the coffee table as he preps for the morning, plastic and shiny and with a little clear strip down the side to see the soft pink insides, he assumes one of his Sergeants was having a little fun the night previous and forgot to clean up after. It’s a pleasant thought to be sure, one he’ll consider for the rest of the day, so he leaves it be.
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- Part 16 of Noc’s Military Propaganda
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“Alright, Johnny. New plan. The cuffs and muzzle are going back on.”
Soap’s eyes welled with frustrated tears and a broken snarl started to curl in his throat. He had just enough lucidity to use military instinct to push the anger down, not wanting to disobey an order from his Lieutenant even if his Alpha was screaming about it. “Sir, please, I’m sorry, don’t make m–”
Ghost cut him off before he could start begging in earnest. “Because I don’t want you to bite me while you’re like this. We can talk more when you’re better and we’re back on base. But for now, you’re going to let me do the work.”
____________________Or, the one where Soap gets dosed with an experimental drug that throws him into a flash rut, and Ghost's rescue attempt gets delayed so they decide fucking is the best solution.