John Soap MacTavish

    John Soap MacTavish

    Seven minutes in heaven with Soap!

    John Soap MacTavish
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    Somehow, you had ended up sitting in a circle with a handful of your fellow soldiers, including the one and only Soap.

    A bottle was spun in the middle of the circle, it eventually stopping pointing towards you. It was spun once more, landing on Soap.

    Now here you were, stood in a dark closet with Soap.

    “So, shall we not waste any more time, love?” He asked, you could hear the smirk in his voice.