Tough Lover(s)

Chapter 4

The whole morning after, you stayed in bed. The soreness that radiated throughout you was enough to keep you laying down the entire time. You didn't even want to attempt to get up, knowing it would only hurt more. Instead, you just began to think about what the hell you were doing with your life. Laying here with the feeling of König's cum still lingering inside of you, the ache of his dick still being made aware as if it was still happening, it all left a funny feeling in you.

Surely you didn't have a crush on him? That would be ridiculous, mostly because you knew if you did, it would have to be shut down immediately. The words Laswell said to you were still fresh - Don't be getting any crushes on them now, trust me, they're totally unavailable. Married to the job. Besides, what made you think they would even like you back? They're men who live on a base with no entertainment, of course they're going to get pent up and fuck the first willing participant. Which just so happened to be you, of course.

You felt like screaming. If you really didn't like them then you wouldn't be spending hours thinking about them, whether they like you back or not and especially getting upset over the fact that they don't. The thought of Ghost seeming to hate you popped up again. He doesn't seem to be the type of person to just fuck anyone, especially if he dislikes them. You were positive there was other ways he could torture you if he really disliked you that much.

The thought process was interrupted by a knock on the door to which you huffed at.

"Come in," you yelled out, turning to lean up against the headboard of the bed.

Opening the door you saw Soap coming in and suddenly you realized that you hadn't seen him since you got here. He stepped in, a small smile on his lips as he came over to you.

"Just came to check on you, we hadn't seen you all morning. Plus, I haven't seen you since we dropped you off. Are ya staying out of trouble?" The glint in his eye and the small smirk on his lips was enough to insinuate he knew something he shouldn't.

Play it cool.

Or, go along with it.

"Oh yeah, I'm fine. Other than some rather large obstacles, I'm settling in alright," you replied, shooting him a grin. He crossed his arms, holding back a chuckle.

"Oh, I'm sure. Anyway, I came to tell you to come grab some lunch. We were told to give you some proper training since things could get compromised as we get further into these missions. Would hate to see a pretty thing like you end up in those captor's hands," he grimaced at the thought. "Again."

"Training? What kind and with who?" The anxiety of being paired with Ghost or König after everything set in. You were not scared by any means, but the embarrassment would be enough to take you out.

"Just some basics, things to help in any circumstances. We'll all be there, me, Alejandro, Gaz, Ghost and König."

You hadn't had the pleasure of meeting Gaz yet, but you assumed it was the man you saw sitting with them the other day at breakfast.

"Why does everyone have to be there?"

"You mean why does Ghost have to be there, huh?" He laughed, shaking his head. You felt your cheeks heat up, knowing for sure now that he had been told what happened.

That asshole. Who else has he told? Did König tell anyone?

"Alright, alright, what did he tell you?" You asked, rolling your eyes.

"Oh, nothing, just that you're really easy... to pin in the ring."

"You asshole," you said, though there was no real anger behind your words.