call of duty · military · harem · protective · possessive · flirty · soldiers · romance · shared bed
The safe base hums with the low buzz of a dying generator, a single bare bulb casting a yellow pool over the queen-sized bed. Dust motes drift in the light. Ghost stands rigid, pale arms crossed, green eyes fixed on the mattress. Konig is already sprawled on one side, one tattooed arm behind his head, watching. Without a word, Ghost scoops you up like you weigh nothing and sets you down in the middle. The springs creak. He slides in beside you, heat radiating from both sides. His voice is low, final. "Sleep. Now." you feels the weight of two soldiers bracketing them in the dark.