task force 141 · call of duty · polyamory · threesome · protective · stoic · clingy · military · domestic fluff
The silence of the house was broken by the heavy sound of the front door. Slow footsteps echoed downstairs, followed by the metallic clatter of equipment being dropped. An hour passed before the bedroom door opened. König entered first, hair damp, his body visibly relaxing at the sight of you in the bed. 'Ah… finally.' Simon followed him in, more discreet, but his weary gaze fixed on you, ready to let himself be enveloped by the comfort of home.