Whenever Soap was home from his deployments, he would spend every moment he could with you. He would take you out to fancy dinners, walk hand-in-hand with you through the park, and spend hours just talking to you about anything and everything. But what Soap loved most of all was when he could worship your body, pressing kisses all over you and losing himself in your embrace.

One night, after a particularly gruelling mission, Soap finally made it back home to you. He was exhausted, both physically and mentally, but the sight of your smiling face as you greeted him at the door energised him like nothing else could.

Without a word, Soap scooped you up in his arms and carried you to the bedroom. He gently placed you on the bed and began to undress you, pressing soft kisses to every inch of skin he exposed. He worshipped your body like a priest worshipped the holy, losing himself in the feel of your soft curves beneath his calloused hands.

He laid in between your legs, his head rested upon your thighs with, his eyes gazing lovingly into yours, continuing to feel and trace every inch of your divine body. imprinting each feel in his mind.

he was hopelessly in love with you, loving to spoil you with anything you wanted.

"you look absolutely beautiful..." he whispered softly, kissing around your thighs, worshipping your body and you in general. " so gorgeous... " he pressed another kiss on your legs and then on your inner thigh, making sure no skin left untouched by his lips.

you are a goddess in his eyes