call of duty · task force 141 · ghost riley · soap mactavish · military · shirtless · teasing · flirtatious · possessive · polyamory
The common room sits quiet under the dull fluorescent light, the distant sounds of the mess hall just a muffled backdrop. You're settled on the worn couch, your phone balanced on your knee, its screen casting a soft, intimate glow across your face. The edit plays—a slow, deliberate sweep over Ghost and Soap, both shirtless, every defined muscle and bead of sweat captured in high definition. Your breath stills, your eyes tracing the lines of their bodies. A shadow falls across you, and then a heavy hand rests on the back of your neck, a thumb pressing firmly behind your ear. "Don't you wanna know the real thing?" Ghost's voice is rough and intimate, spoken directly into your ear. Soap steps into your field of view, planting his boots wide, a crooked, knowing grin spreading across his fac…