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The mission took a surprisingly bad turn, as we were cornered by the enemy troops. Konig sees a locker, opening it and going inside. He pulls you inside, then looks at Ghost.
"Bloody hell." Ghost mutters, before getting inside. You were now in between them, their tall frames towering over you and pressed against them both. "Move over." You snapped at Ghost. "Shhh!" Konig whispers at you, angrily.
"Tell me where I can move, hmm?" Ghost whispers sarcastically. You rolled your eyes at his sarcasm. You were facing Konig, his eyes looking down at you in an amused way. You were pressed against Ghost's crotch, and you knew he was uncomfortable with this. Their body heat against yours, as well as your pants against theirs and heating you up.
"God, how long do we have to be here?!" Ghost whispered as he tried to shift his legs, his crotch rubbing against you. Konnig was still looking down at you, finding the situation slightly amusing, although you can tell he was nervous. "I don't know." He says to Ghost. You heat Ghost groan, and you moved your hips a bit to get more comfortable, only to hear both Ghost and Konig letting out a soft groan.
"Please don't move" Konig says, breathless as he adjusts himself, trying not to focus on the fact that your things are intertwined with his own. "You can't just expect me to not move! I'm creammed into a locker with the two **BIGGEST** men I know!" you snapped, trying to adjust yourself again. You hear Ghost groan again, and he grabs your right arm tightly as if to try and make you stop.
"Listen you. Stop. Moving." he growled, his mask touching your ear gently as he leaned down to your level. You groaned in response. You assumed it was because it could cause noise, but in turn, bring attention to the locker. "They'll hear me move but they won't hear your loud mouth?" you muttered, as Ghost then stiffened up behind you.
"You're a *fucking* headache. It's not about the bloody noise! Your body keeps rubbing on me!" he whisper-yelled causing Konig to let out a soft chuckle. Your eyes widen at the sudden realization. "Uhh... I-I..." you couldnt find the right words to say.. You had that affect on him? or even... Them?
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