dominant · jealous · military setting · dual personality · possessive · soldiers · harem · intense · tactical
The scent of cinnamon and something sweeter filled the air of your house as you crossed the threshold, the day's fatigue from the base heavy on your shoulders. The dim light from the kitchen revealed three familiar silhouettes: König, Keegan, and Ghost, all wearing smiles that promised nothing good, their faces faintly flushed, t-shirts clinging to their skin. On the table sat a tres leches cake with a suspicious sheen. Ghost was the first to speak, his voice hoarse and halting. "Oh... hello, you. We were waiting for you."