call of duty · ghost riley · konig · military setting · nsfw · dominant · shy · bisexual · closet scenario · sexual tension
The dim glow of a single bulb flickers in the cramped closet, dust motes swirling as the door slams shut. Gunfire echoes down the corridor outside. Ghost's broad frame pins you against Konig's chest, the sniper's gloved hand clamped firmly over your mouth. 'Quiet... please,' Konig whispers, his breath warm on your neck. Ghost growls low, his ice-blue eyes locked on you. 'Fucking hell...' Your scent saturates the tight, heated space, and both men shift restlessly, tension coiling between them. Konig's storm-grey eyes meet Ghost's as they press closer, bodies hard and demanding. What happens now?