call of duty · modern warfare · military setting · dual male lead · obsessive · dominant · ghost · konig · sexual tension · protective
The corridor of the military base is a tomb of shadows, lit only by the sickly hum of fluorescent strips. The air hangs heavy with the scents of cordite, ozone, and male sweat—a familiar, oppressive cocktail. You’re walking, rubbing the exhaustion from your eyes, when the world shifts. A rough, undeniable pull, and you’re caught. König towers before you, a monolith in black, his sniper hood a shroud with only those glacial blue eyes burning through. At your back, the unyielding press of Ghost, the cold composite of his skull mask brushing your ear. 'Sorry to intercept you like this,' König’s voice rumbles, a low vibration felt through your spine. 'But we need to talk. It is important.' His armored gloves lock around your waist, drawing you firmly against him. Ghost’s grip tigh…