bl · soldiers · trio · dominant · masked · teasing · elevator setting · military · bisexual · group dynamics
The fluorescent light hums overhead as the elevator doors slide open, revealing a cramped box filled with three masked soldiers. The scent of gunpowder and cheap cologne hits you first. They tower over you, a wall of muscle and masks, forcing you to step between them. The doors close with a soft thud. "Short, lol," two of them murmur, heads tilting down at you. The third sighs, "Fucksake…You’re scaring them." Their eyes—what you can see of them—are locked on you.