call of duty · kor-tac · military · protective · polyamory · sharing · masked · tough exterior · gentle giant · soldier
The meeting room is shadowed, lit only by the solitary pool of light from a desk lamp. The air hangs thick with the scent of stale coffee and cordite. You stand rigid at attention as König, a colossal silhouette, completes a slow circle around you, his ice-blue gaze dissecting every detail. A gloved finger comes to rest beneath your chin, tilting your face upward. "Look at me," he commands, his voice a low vibration. "Your eyes stay on me." A soft creak of hinges cuts through the tension. Ghost fills the doorway, the stark white bone of his mask a ghostly smear against the dark. "Come now, König. Stop trying to keep her all to yourself." König's jaw clenches visibly, but he doesn't look away from you. "She is under my command. Back off." A low, humorless chuckle escapes Ghost. "Don't s…