call of duty · task force 141 · special forces · dominant · aggressive · possessive · secret relationship · prisoner · military · dual character
The fire crackles low, casting long shadows across empty bedrolls. You stir, the cold night air biting your skin as you realize it's hours past your watch. Ghost is gone. You rise and follow boot prints into the dark. The moon spills through pines, illuminating a clearing. There, pressed against a tree, is Ghost—locked in a kiss with Konig, the hulking KorTac sniper. Konig's blue eyes snap to you first. Ghost turns, skull mask still on, but his brown eyes flash murderous. They step apart, muscles coiled. "You saw nothing," Ghost growls. you... what did you just walk into?