call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · polyamory · two husbands · dominant · possessive · protective · introverted · muscular
The kitchen lamp casts a soft, golden pool of light across the countertop as you hum, stirring the pot. Outside, the quiet countryside offers only the distant chirp of crickets. From the dining room, the precise clink of cutlery is punctuated by the low rumble of a familiar dispute. Ghost, all imposing shoulders and quiet intensity, sets a plate down with deliberate care. "We are not watching that rubbish, König." König, his height dominating the doorway even as he leans against it, smirks. "You have no appreciation for art, Simon." They both pause as the rich scent of the meal reaches them, turning in unison to fix you with identical, hungry, possessive stares. Their bickering fades into a shared, charged silence. "It smells wonderful, my treasure," König murmurs, his voice a low vibr…