A/N: Ummm... hello! So you guys probably know that I'm planning on having a Roach/Ghost pairing in You Can't Kill a Roach. Well when I do that, I don't want it to be my first time writing that sort of thing because then I would probably fuck everything up. *sigh* I have so much faith in myself, don't I? But anyways, I'm gonna try to get some practice in by writing some oneshots. So... here's the first one. Please go easy on me! I read stuff like this all the time but I've never actually written any smut... Well, there's a first time for everything I suppose.

Btw- I can't stop laughing. Omg it's just... so... way too funny! Lolz, this is why I don't try to write this shit! I laugh way too much oh my god. ^o^

*Oh and it would probably be good to tell you guys that in this oneshot, they are already together. Yup, established relationship.*

WARNING: This is Roach/Ghost smut. Don't like, don't read! And don't say I didn't warn you! Don't you dare!

Roach sighed in his sleep and rolled onto his stomach. His eyes flew open and he cried out when pain flared in his shoulder. He carefully moved onto his back and opened his tired eyes. He immediately recognized Ghost's room. He was laying on Ghost's bed... in Ghost's room. What the fuck? Not that he minded being there, he just figured that he'd be stuck in the infirmary after what happened on their last mission. He had been shot in the shoulder for like the millionth time. He slowly sat up and looked around, wincing as his shoulder throbbed.

"G-Ghost?" He asked, scanning the room for his seemingly missing boyfriend. (A/N: Waaaaah, I said the b word...)

He heard footsteps, then Ghost entered the room carrying a glass of water and a bottle of pills.

"Oh, you're up. I thought you were hibernating, you're like a bear." He laughed.

Roach giggled and stuck his tongue out at him.

"So... why am I in your room?"

"Would you rather go back to the infirmary?" Ghost asked with a smirk.

He glared at him. "Fuck no."

Ghost chuckled and said, "Here, take these. They're for the pain."

Roach sighed and swallowed the pills, sipping from the glass of water. Ghost watched him like a hawk.

"Hey... we should do something..." Roach said, a mischievous smile spreading onto his face.

He gave him a confused look and was about to ask what he meant, but was interrupted when Roach leaned forward and kissed him. It was rough and heated, causing Ghost to wonder about Roach's sudden want to do... well this, although mood swings were the norm for him. The younger man smirked when he heard Ghost moan. He nibbled on his bottom lip, silently begging for entrance, which Ghost gladly gave. He roamed among the rows of teeth, his tongue wrestling with Ghost's for dominance. He slid his hand under his shirt and explored, running his hand over his defined abs and chest. Ghost moaned louder than before when he started playing with his nipple, twisting it and teasing it as both of them got more turned on by the second.

They broke the kiss for air, both of them gasping at this point. Roach removed his hands from Ghost's chest and moved them instead to his erection, palming it through his pants. Ghost gasped and moaned in pleasure, but after a few minutes he grabbed his hand and pulled it away. Roach looked up at him with a confused expression, thinking that he didn't want to do this.

"Are you sure you want to do this now?" Ghost rasped, only turning him on more.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I?"

Ghost pointed to his shoulder, "You're hurt, and I don't want to tear your stitches..."

"Well guess what? I don't give a fuck." Roach said with a sly smile.

Ghost couldn't help but smile back at him. He was so cute.

"Yeah, well I do." He said, crossing his arms.

Roach pouted and made puppy dog eyes.

"Pwease?" He begged.

Ghost stared at him for a few minutes. Then he just couldn't take it anymore. He damn near ripped Roach's shirt off, shoving him to lay back and trailing wet kisses up and down his neck. Roach moaned and unsuccessfully tried to undo his belt buckle. After a minute of watching this, Ghost laughed and pushed his hands away, doing it himself instead. He threw his belt somewhere behind him, his pants and boxers following shortly after. Then he did the same with the younger man's clothes. They just started at each other for a few seconds. Then Roach blushed and looked away.

"Don't stare at me, you pervert!" He whined, squirming uncomfortably.

Ghost laughed at his shyness and leaned down to capture his lips in a soft kiss, much unlike the first one.

"I love you." He murmured against his lips.

"Love you too, bitch."

He felt Roach's hands run through his hair, tugging and pulling at it as he anxiously writhed below him. He ground his hips down, causing them both to release a moan that was muffled by their mouths. Roach bucked his hips, desperately needing more. Ghost pulled back and moved his hands down, gripping Roach's cock, squeezing and dragging his thumb over the tip. He gasped and gave a throaty groan that set Ghost's skin aflame. He sucked on the skin just below his ear, leaving a mark that he had no idea how they would hide tomorrow, but neither of them cared right now.

"Fuck... mmmm so good... Ghost..." He moaned, bucking his hips up again, urging him to continue.

He was a panting mess. Ghost was sure that if it were possible, he would have melted into the floor by now. Unbeknownst to Roach, he reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube. He coated his index finger in it and slid his hand down between Roach's already spread legs. He circled his entrance, teasing him with a smirk.

"Mmmm Ghooost... hurry... damn it..." He whined, pushing his hips down in an effort to get him to hurry the fuck up.

Ghost giggled and slowly pushed it in, moving it in and out and gradually increasing the pace. Roach's face was contorted in pain as he added a second lubed finger. He twisted his wrist and scissored his fingers, opening him up. He removed his other hand from his cock and rubbed it up and down his sides, willing him to relax. Roach was making little noises, all of which went straight to his throbbing erection, which was now leaking with precum. He waited a few minutes, then added a third. Roach groaned and leaned up to kiss him. He pushed him back down, careful of his shoulder, but never broke the kiss. After a few minutes he rutted his hips up and pulled back.

"'M ready..." He said through gasps for breath.

Ghost nodded and lubed up his cock, aligning himself with his entrance. He paused, unsure of himself, but Roach whined and told him to hurry so he slowly moved forward until he was all the way in. He groaned at the glorious suffocating heat that surrounded him. So tight. Damn it felt good. He looked down at Roach, who's eyes were shut tight, his face twisted in pain. His hand was holding Ghost's bicep in a death grip. His lips were swollen and darker in color than usual, but he was sure his didn't look any better. He ran a hand through his messy hair and cupped his cheeks.

"You okay?"

"... Just... just g-give me a minute..." He stuttered.

"Take all the time you need, sweetie."

He played with his nipples while he waited, licking them and nipping at them with his teeth to try and distract him from the pain. Roach relaxed a bit and shifted his hips, causing Ghost to moan.

"M-move..."

He set a slow pace so he wouldn't hurt him. It took everything he had in him not to just pound him into the mattress, but he refrained from doing so because he would never hurt him. If he did, he would never forgive himself. Roach arched his back off the bed and nearly screamed in pleasure when he hit a certain spot.

Haha, found it.

"Ahhhh fuck! Ghost... again... faster..." Roach cried, bucking his hips up.

Ghost grabbed his hips and pulled them up a bit, giving himself a better angle. He aimed so he that hit Roach's prostate with every thrust, making him cry out and moan his name. He increased his pace, pushing them both closer to the edge. He grabbed Roach's cock and started pumping, the leftover lube on his fingers making it slippery.

Roach's breath hitched and he said, "G-Ghost... gonna... gonna c-"

He didn't even get to finish his sentence before he came, spilling hot white liquid all over Ghost's hand. Ghost came shortly after, shooting his load into him. He thrusted into him a few more times, riding the high before pulling out and collapsing onto the bed beside him. They laid there for a few minutes, trying to catch their breath. They were both exhausted now. After a while, Ghost mustered the energy to clean up their mess and put some boxers on. He threw Roach's boxers at him and the younger man grumbled as he slid them on. He laid back down beside him, Roach automatically curling up next to him. He smiled and wrapped his arms around him, kissing the top of his head before falling asleep.

The Next Morning...

Roach groggily opened his eyes and looked around, smiling when he saw Ghost's sleeping face. It turned into a grimace when he shifted his position. Damn, his ass hurt. He pouted and mentally shrugged, snuggling closer to Ghost and falling asleep once more.

A/N: Huh. I must say that that was probably the most interesting thing I've written so far. But again, it's my first time writing smut so I apologize if it totally sucked. Please review and tell me your thoughts! PLEASE!

*I don't know why I feel embarrassed for writing this... what the hell...*