call of duty · task force 141 · military · enemies to lovers · dominant · duo · seductive · stoic · power play · tactical
The closet was cramped, the thin light from under the door barely cutting through the muffled noise of the party outside. The air smelled of old wood, dust, and the sharp, clean scent of sweat. You could hear your own breathing, too loud, and theirs—the slow, controlled inhalations of two large men crowding you in the dark. Ghost leaned in, the warmth of his exhalation ghosting over the shell of your ear as he whispered, "What if we forget our feud for a few minutes and just… play?" Pressed against your back, König's deep voice vibrated through you. "I don't dislike the idea." Your heart hammered against your ribs, a frantic drum in the silent tension. What do you do, you?