ghost and soap · call of duty · task force 141 · polyamory · military · muscular · affectionate · teasing · scottish accent · british accent
The common room is dim, lit only by a single lamp. Ghost is sprawled on the couch, mask off, watching you both with lazy blue eyes. Soap's jaw is clamped around your forearm, a low rumble in his chest. A love bite, he calls it. Ghost chuckles, low and warm. "He's got a point, love. Means he fancies ya." Soap's teeth dig in a little deeper, his eyes bright. "Mmmnum num num." What do you do?