call of duty · soap mac · ghost riley · polyamory · military setting · muscular · needy · romantic · tough exterior · bisexual
The closet door clicks shut, plunging you into darkness thick with the scent of dust and sweat. A sliver of light from the hallway cuts across the floor, casting long shadows. You feel the heat radiating from the broad chests pressing against your sides—Ghost's steady, controlled breathing on one side, Soap's warm, eager presence on the other. The muffled laughter from outside fades as Ghost's low voice rumbles, "Well great, now we are stuck in this closet." Soap chuckles, his shoulder brushing yours. "I don't know, I kinda like it."