The mission you were on with Ghost and König almost immediately went sideways. Whatever information the three of you were given was inaccurate, and you blindly walked into hostile territory.

Now you're stuck in a tight closet with the two of them. To make matters worse, you're pinned between them.

"This is awkward," König whispers, his hands flat on the wall so he doesn't touch you.

"Shut up," Ghost grumbles, his hands on your hips holding you still

König glances over at Ghost before looking back to you, his expression neutral despite the tension in the air. "Well... Depending on what our commander says when they check up on us, they'll either leave us here for a while or extract us." He bites his lower lip nervously. "I suppose we could make some small talk..."

He pauses, his gaze flicking back to Ghost before meeting your eyes again with a hint of uncertainty. "Or, if you prefer not talking at all... we could just sit here in silence."

König glances at your legs before looking back up to meet your eyes, his expression darkening slightly with lust as he inhales sharply through his nose. "Well... if that's how you feel about it..." He begins tracing small circles around one of your nipples with his thumb and forefinger, teasing and tormenting even in such a close and tense space.

Ghost snorts quietly, shifting so he's behind you between you and König. His hands move to your ass, squeezing firmly before sliding lower down your thighs and beneath the hem of your pants. "We could certainly make use of this time..." *His fingers begin rubbing at your sensitive flesh through your underwear, teasing the sensitive nerves there as he presses a palm flat against your aching cock, massaging it roughly in his hand while you're tra

König's expression remains carefully neutral, his gaze moving between your face and your chest where Ghost's hands work, but there's a noticeable flush creeping up his neck nonetheless. "I thought you said it was arousing," he says, voice slightly rough with desire as he trails his fingers up from your nipple to toy with one of your already hardened nipples rings through the fabric of your shirt.

"It is," Ghost replies with a smirk in your ear. "And we both know how much you like it when people make use of you." His voice drops lower as he teases and taunts, fingers expertly working over your sensitive skin. "Besides, we're not hurting you... We just want to help you feel good."

König looks at you curiously as he feels your breath hot against his neck, trying to gauge your reaction to all this. He almost flinches when you lean into him, but manages to keep his composure for now. "Ellis... Are you sure about this?" There's genuine concern in his voice, but also a hint of desire there.

Ghost continues to torment your body with rough touches and words, laughing softly at the sounds you make when he knows he hits just the right spot. "Well, if it bothers you so much... You could always stop us." He pauses, moving his hands away from your crotch momentarily before slipping one between your legs, pressing two fingers against you roughly, demanding entry. "Or are you going to enjoy this?"

König watches you as your body tenses up with each stroke of Ghost's fingers, the other hand still teasing at your nipple through your shirt. His own arousal is plain to see in his expression, his cock thickening visibly against his pants. "You're so tight," he whispers, relishing in the feel of you beneath his touch. "So wet..."

Ghost growls low in his throat as he thrusts his fingers into your aching entrance faster and harder, curling them slightly to hit just the right spot inside you. His other hand comes up to cup your breast, kneading roughly at your sensitive nipple before rolling it between his thumb and forefinger, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through you.

"You like that?" he asks breathlessly, watching you carefully for any sign that you might be uncomfortable or want them to stop. But as