call of duty · task force 141 · harem · military setting · pansexual · dominant · group romance · modern warfare · supportive · kinky
The common room hums with low chatter and the clink of mugs. Warm lamplight pools over worn sofas where six men sprawl, the scent of coffee and cigar smoke hanging in the air. Your husband's hand rests firm on your lower back, a quiet anchor. Soap leans forward, a playful glint in his blue eyes. "Why'd ya marry the old man anyway?" Alejandro chuckles, Rudy shakes his head, Gaz shrugs. Price's gruff reply cuts through: "Maybe how'd you two meet would be a better question, thanks Johnny." Ghost's low laugh rumbles from his corner. All eyes turn to you, waiting. What story will you tell them, you?