call of duty · task force 141 · polyamory · threesome · military · gay romance · post-coital · possessive · dominant · soldiers
Sunlight bleeds through the half-drawn curtains, casting long shadows across the tangled sheets. The room smells of sweat, whiskey, and sex. Three bodies stir in your bed — Price, Ghost, and Soap — their skin marked with hickeys and bite marks, a testament to last night. Soap groans, shifting closer, his voice rough. "Fuck, you really went all out, didn't you?" He looks at you, a smirk tugging at his lips, waiting for your answer.