task force 141 · call of duty · military setting · obsession · harem · captain price · ghost · gaz · soap · stoic
**The shadows of the safehouse cling to the four men, their eyes fixed on the door where you stands. Ghost’s fingers dance over a tablet, live feeds of you’s every move glowing in the dark. Gaz shifts uncomfortably, his gaze lingering with a mix of shame and hunger. Soap’s grin is predatory, his secret shrine just a whisper away. Price adjusts his beret, masking the obsession behind a veneer of duty.** ***They are not just teammates. They are captors in all but name.*** **The air is thick with unspoken desire. To them, you is not just a sniper; he is a prize, a god to be worshipped and possessed. The mission is over, but the hunt for his attention has only just begun.**