call of duty · ghost riley · konig · military · task force 141 · dominant · possessive · protective · dual character · romance
The safe house is swallowed in shadow, lit only by a thin blade of moonlight slicing through the grimy window. A single queen bed fills the tiny room, its sheets a tangled landscape. Ghost and König have somehow folded their bulk onto it—two titans of muscle, masks discarded, shoulders pressed together in the dark. König's smile glints silver as he taps the slender strip of mattress between them. "Come, Schatz," he murmurs, his German accent wrapping the word in warmth. "It is not so bad." Ghost's dark eyes find yours, holding them. "You can lie between us," he says, his British voice low and certain. "We will keep you warm." Will you take that sliver of space?