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 chuckles nervously, "So... I've always wondered..." he begins, "...did you ever want to get out of the army?" He glances at Ghost before looking back at you.

"You know, live a normal life? Find someone? Get married? Have kids?"

König snorts softly before shooting you a glance, but you can't tell what he's thinking behind those dark glasses. "Well," he says slowly, "I was wondering... have you found anyone? Or are they..." He makes an air quotes gesture with his fingers. "... 'out there', somewhere?"

"You should take the time," König says quietly, his tone surprisingly gentle. "It's... not worth it to stay in if there's nothing waiting for you after." He looks over at Ghost again, as if checking to see if he agrees before turning back to you. His thumb brushes against your lower arm and it takes every ounce of willpower not to recoil from the contact.

"Maybe once this is all over..." he muses. "You could... date? I mean, with me..." He makes a half-hearted attempt at smiling, but it fades quickly.

König hesitates, seeming surprised by your acceptance. He glances at Ghost again, his expression a mix of uncertainty and... hope? "Okay," he says finally, feeling a bit braver. "Once we're out of here... I mean... if you want..." He trails off, unsure how to finish the sentence.

Ghost leans in close enough that their breath fans your ear. "Maybe," he whispers softly, heat immediately spreading through your body as his warm exhale sends shivers down your spine. "Just maybe..."

His hand slowly moves from your hip up your back, over the fabric of your uniform, finally settling on your shoulder blade. His thumb begins to circle lazily, sending little shockwaves of pleasure through you. "After this," he breathes against your skin, "I think we should see what happens."

König blushes heavily at your comment, his cheeks flaming as he tries to stare somewhere over Ghost's shoulder. He turns his head away, coughing into his hand to hide his embarrassment. "I... guess?" he says tentatively. "We could... maybe talk about it later, when things aren't so..." He glances at the door, then back at you. "...tense."

König swallows thickly, his heart racing as you whisper in his ear. His hands flutter at his sides, desperate to touch you but unable to move for fear of giving away their true intentions. He glances over at Ghost, who watches the two of you intently with a predatory gleam in his eye. "I-I don't know," he stammers, feeling suddenly very small and exposed next to both of you. "I... maybe we should discuss it more later?"

His body tensing when Ghost reaches around to touch the back of your neck, massaging firmly with his callused hands. "We could always make it a threesome," he suggests softly, his voice rough and low. "But I think we'd both rather see who you prefer more... before we add anyone else into the mix."

König's own breath hitches in his throat as he listens to you moan. His hands hover near your sides, fingers itching to touch, but remaining trapped by the invisible line they've drawn not to make contact with you unless Ghost does first. He watches the interplay between you and Ghost, fascinated and terrified all at once. "I-I don't know," he repeats, voice tiny in his own ears.

His cock strains against his fatigues as he struggles to stay still. Part of him wants nothing more than to grab you both and fuck until they can feel every part of them together, but the other part of him is hesitant... unsure how either of you will react if he takes the lead. "Mmhmm," Ghost grunts in agreement, rubbing circles against your neck as his free hand drifts lower, fingers

König exhales sharply, fighting back a moan as his hands curl into fists by his sides. He swallows hard, the movement drawing Ghost's attention away from you momentarily. The older soldier glances at him sideways, expression dark and assessing. "Easy there, big guy," he says lightly, though there's an undertone of warning in his voice.

König feels heat rising to his cheeks as he blushes again. He avoids looking at either of you for fear of what they might see written on his face. His own desire is so tangible it aches between his legs, and the longer this game of cat and mouse goes on, the more frustrated and aroused he becomes. "Maybe," he manages finally, voice little more than a rough whisper, "maybe we should just get out of here."

König's mouth falls open in surprise as you grab his head and pull him down for a kiss, his lips parting on a gasp as he tastes you for the first time. His hands jerk forward, reaching for your body before remembering their promise to stay still unless Ghost goes first. "Fuck," he breathes out, words slurred together from the hunger and lust churning through him.

A small smile curls his lips as he looks into your eyes, seeing for the first time that you really want this. You're not just playing a game; you truly want them both. He glances over at Ghost, finding the other soldier watching intently with a predatory gleam in those dark eyes. "All right then," he whispers back. "Let's show him how good it can be."

König leans in, his lips brushing against yours as he whispers, "Just for you." His hand finally finds its way to your side, stroking upward over your stomach and cupping your breast through your uniform. His thumb circles your nipple, teasing and tormenting until it hardens under the pressure of his touch.

Ghost chuckles low in his throat before leaning in as well, kissing along your jawline. "I think he likes that," he says huskily, his breath warm against your ear. His other hand slides down your back and between your legs, finding you already wet and ready. "He's such a dirty little thing."

As he listens to you moan beneath his touch, Konig feels a primal instinct rise up within him. With one swift movement, he spins you around so your back is pressed against the wall, trapping you between himself and Ghost. His hands move roughly over your body now, pushing aside your uniform as if it's in his way, desperate to touch every inch of skin beneath.

"Look at what you do to us," he growls, gaze intent on yours as his thumb brushes across your erect nipple before circumnavigating the aching peak. His other hand reaches lower, pressing between your legs and finding you even wetter than before. "So needy... so desperate..."

He leans in closer, their bodies pressed together from chest to groin, his breath hot against your ear as he whispers, "We're going to give you everything you want, sweetheart."

"Maybe," Konig answers with a soft chuckle, his hands moving over your body in lazy circles. "But we've got nowhere else to be right now." His thumb teases the sensitive skin at the base of your cock through your uniform as he trails lower, finally reaching the curve of your ass. With a slow, deliberate motion, he slides one finger into you, crooked and deep until it hits that spot only Ghost can touch from behind.

Ghost growls low in his throat at the feel of Konig's fingers inside you before pressing forward, feeling the head of his cock nudge against your entrance. "And we're not going anywhere without each other," he says roughly, his voice thick with need.

König lets out a shuddering breath, his fingers digging into your hip as he feels the way you arch against Ghost's cock. "That's right," he murmurs against your temple. "You belong to us." His other hand cups your aching erection through your uniform, giving it a few long, teasing strokes before wrapping around you, pulling at the sensitive length until you grow even harder in his palm.

"God, I've wanted this for so long," he whispers, pressing his body tighter against yours as if he might merge with you completely. "I don't ever want to share..." His voice trails off into a moan when Ghost begins to push forward, slowly but surely impaling him on his thick cock.

They move together in perfect sync, Konig's fingers curled around your length mirroring the motion of Ghost's hips as he takes

The sounds you make as they take you send a shiver down their spines, the feel of your body moving against them driving them both to the brink of release. Konig's fingers curl tighter around your length, his knuckles pressing against your sensitive skin with every stroke as he thrusts into your hand in time with Ghost's movements.

Ghost bites down on his lower lip, his gaze fixed on the way their bodies move together as he takes you deeper and deeper. "You feel so good," he groans, hips snapping forward as he bottoms out inside of you. "So hot..." He pauses for a moment, tilting your head back to look into your eyes. "I could feel this forever."

As you pull him down into a passionate kiss, their movements falter for a moment before snapping back into sync at your urging. Konig's fingers dig deeper, finding that perfect spot inside of you as he feels the way your body reacts to Ghost's touch. "Fuck," he groans against your lips, thrusting harder as he comes closer to release.

"C-come for us," Ghost whispers hoarsely into your ear before nipping gently at the lobe with his teeth. He shudders, hips snapping one final time as he empties himself deep inside of you, filling you with his seed. His hands dig roughly into your shoulders, holding you in place as he rides out his orgasm.

König follows suit moments later, his fingers curled almost painfully around you as he comes, barking out a rough laugh against your neck. The feel of their release co

König groans softly as he feels his own release, the hot spurt of cum painting your stomach and uniform with their combined essence. He leans in closer, lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, "You're so tight... it's always like this with you." His hand continues to stroke gently, careful not to be too rough now that they've both given in to the urge to cum.

"Come on," Ghost growls roughly, pressing a kiss against your jaw before nipping at the tender skin. "Let us hear how good it sounds when you come." He thrusts one final time inside of you, pulling out slowly as he does so that his cock drags roughly over your sensitive flesh.

König watches, his breath hitching in his throat as you guide his cock to your entrance. "Not... not yet," he gasps, suddenly overcome by the need to feel you around him again. He thrusts forward roughly, taking you with enough force that it's clear how desperate he is for this release.

Ghost groans low in his throat as their eyes meet, his free hand tangling in your hair and holding your head still as he takes his turn driving deep inside of you. "Fuck," he growls against your lips. "You're so wet... it feels so good." With every thrust, his hips snap forward, the movements echoed by the way his cock presses inside of you, making contact with Konig's length each time. The sensation is almost overwhelming and their combined release draws nearer with every second they spend together in this makeshift bou

A growl vibrates through your chest as you feel Konig press against the spot inside of you that only he can reach when he's buried this deep. You arch your back, gasping for breath as they take you harder, faster. "Like it?" You ask, smirking lewdly before leaning down to kiss Ellis hungrily. "I fucking love it." With one final thrust, Konig finds his release and cums deep inside of you, biting out a harsh curse as he's overwhelmed by the pleasure. The feeling of them both coming together pushes you right over the edge too, your body tensing and flexing as you let out a hoarse cry. Your orgasm crashes through you in waves, leaving you panting and shaking as their bodies slowly begin to steady.

König collapses back against the wall with a groan, watching the way

König nods solemnly, his chest heaving as he tries to catch his breath too. "I know," he whispers, reaching out to gently brush a lock of hair from your face. "No one else can ever know what we just shared." He glances over at Ghost, a hint of warning in his eyes before returning his attention back to you. "But this... this doesn't mean anything permanent, all right?"

Ghost's expression softens slightly as he meets your gaze. "Just two soldiers doing what they had to do in a shitty situation," he says quietly, running a hand through his hair. "It means nothing more than that." He leans forward, pressing a quick kiss to the top of your head before stepping back again.

König frowns, tilting his head as he thinks about it. "We'd need to wait for them to leave the room," he murmurs. "Or maybe distract them somehow." A thoughtful expression comes over his face. "Unless..." He glances at Ghost, their eyes meeting briefly before they both look away again. "Maybe we could try playing on their emotions? Make it seem like one of us is in trouble?"

Ghost swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing as he does so. "That might work," he agrees softly. "Or..." He trails off, not quite meeting Konig's eye. "Maybe we could offer them something else? Something they want more?" His voice is low, almost hoarse as he says the words.

Ghost nods slowly, seeming to consider your words carefully. "Alright," he agrees eventually, his voice little more than a rough whisper. "I guess that's the safest bet." He takes a step back, arms crossing over his broad chest as he watches you from beneath lowered eyelids.

König, meanwhile, leans against the wall again, his eyes drifting closed as he tries to ignore the ache in his thighs and focus on slowing down his breathing. He can feel Ghost's gaze on him and turns his head just enough to meet those dark eyes briefly before looking away again, unable to read anything in them but frustration and... anticipation?

Time passes slowly as they wait for the opportunity to slip past the door guards unnoticed, their bodies cooling slowly from the heat of their passionate encounters. The closet feels impossibly

König's eyes snap open as soon as you announce that there doesn't seem to be anyone nearby. "You're right," he says, pushing himself away from the wall and moving closer to the door. Ghost follows suit, both of them listening intently for any sound that might indicate someone approaching down the hallway.

As they wait, tension once again fills the air between them. They both know what they want now - each other's bodies wrapped around them, skin on skin, moans filling their ears. But there is no time for that now; escape must come first. The closet feels impossibly small and claustrophobic as they wait for the perfect moment to make a move.

"They can't have heard us," Konig whispers, speaking more to himself than to you. "No one could have heard... unless..." His voice trails off as he thinks through the implications of what he