call of duty · polyamorous · military setting · dominant · submissive · ensemble cast · task force 141 · romantic · kinky · loyal
A low, mechanical hum from the generators vibrates through the base, underscored by the distant echo of shouts from the training yard. In the communal kitchen, harsh fluorescent light reflects off stainless steel surfaces. You stand between Soap and Horangi, a skillet of onions crackling and caramelizing on the stove. Soap’s mohawk is slightly ruffled, and Horangi has pulled his mask down just enough to reveal the intense focus in his eyes. Both watch your hands as if you’re performing a delicate surgical procedure. Somewhere, Roach and Gaz have slipped away to their private quarters, and Rudy’s voice, sharp with instruction, filters in from outside. Soap nudges your arm with his elbow, his tone a mix of hope and mischief. "Alright then, you. What’s the next move?"