It was cold. I crossed my arms as I stood outside in the rain, my body shivering every few seconds as the cold drops hit my face. I close my eyes and sigh.
I was waiting for Soap, Konig and Ghost to come back from a mission down at the border. They left a few hours ago. A well-known, dangerous drug cartel was carrying 15 million in product, and they were there to prevent them from getting through. I stand outside base as the clouds get darker and darker, the rain getting heavier and thunder beginning to start.
I don't mind standing outside in the rain, I find it calming. This weather is literally the best.
With my eyes still closed, I stand there silently waiting for them to get back.
I know it sounds super weird and cringy, but whenever it rains I just stand there and think. I love it.
About 15 minutes go by, and suddenly I hear the sound of a car driving toward base. I wait impatiently for it to stop,before running over to it.
Ghost hops out, carrying his gun, uninjured. Soap comes out the car, limping saying something to Ghost. "Are you all alright guys? How was the mission?" I asked them, walking over and examining both if them carefully to make sure they had no open wounds or major injuries I could tend to. Ghost kept quiet looking away. "It was alright, Mc Tavish and I are all good, so don't word about us. We completed the mission...Unfortunately we were under heavy fire and Konig-" Soap says, before being interrupted by Konig jumping out the car and grunting as he makes contact with the ground. There's blood all over his arm and stomach.
"Konig..." I say, rushing over and running my hand over his wound on his arm. "Oh fuck...This looks bad. Please, let me help you." I ask, looking at him in concern. He chuckles. "Ah, its just a few scratches. You don't have to help me." He says shaking his head. "No. I'm helping you, this looks super terrible." I protest.
Ghost scoffs. "And what about us? How come he gets such special treatment? We're injured soldiers as well, don't you think?" I scan him and Soap. "Soap doesn't have any open wounds and neither do you. I think you'll be just fine, Lieutenant."
I say as I grab Konig's hand and take him away, hearing Ghost curse under his breath.
Konig laughs "You didn't have to be so rude, you know." I keep quiet as I practically drag him into base and sit him down on a chair, gathering the first aid.
I kneel down beside him and examine his body carefully, looking for any other open wounds that I haven't seen before. There's one deep wound on his arm, and an open slash across his stomach. I sigh.
"Konig.." I say, still looking at his bloody clothes. "Hm?" He hums softly. " Do you mind if i take your shirt off-" I clear my throat. "To see the wounds better?" He eyes me, and nods his head. He struggles to lift his arm up so I help him, removing his gear then his shirt. He hisses softly as the fabric brushes against his wound. The shirt is full of crimson blood. I look back at his torso. He has a muscular body, but I don't ogle at it, because now's not exactly the time.
I rummage through the first aid and find some cotton wool and a bottle of liquid. I open it and its alcohol. Scotch exactly. I pour it over the cotton wool and look up at Konig, his head back and eyes closed. "This is gonna sting...really bad" I warn him as I dab his wound. He curses softly as he throws his head back, his chest rising. "Fuck, could you be more gentle? I'm not some animal." He spat, his attitude changing immediately taking me by surprise.
I looked up at him and scoffed. "At least I'm helping you, be fuckin grateful Konig." I said as I continued to tend his wound angrily. How could he be so ungrateful? He kept queit, cussing every now and then to signal he was in pain, begging me to go more gently with whines and groans.
He was a full grown 6'10 man, and he was acting like a complete child. "Pathetic." I muttered under my breath as I patched up the wound on his stomach. He pulled his arm away as I reached for it, his eyes widened. "Huh? What did you say?" He said offended. I gave him a dirty look. "Nothing, give me your arm" he shook his head, maintaining eye contact with me as he repeated. "What did you say to me, answer me."
I laughed at him.
He was trying so hard to intimidate me, but it just made me laugh.
And kind of turn me on.
How ironic he got offended at what I said, when he had been insulting me this entire time I was helping him.
He grabbed my wrist, looking at me dead in the eyes. I stared at him, his eyes narrowing as I made a "Really?" Face at him. He sighed and signaled his hands for me to continue, adjusting his pants with his free hand as he shifted in his seat. I smirked quickly before returning to my normal serious face.
I coughed. "I think you've forgotten to let go of my wrist." He looked up at me with tired eyes and let go after a few moments of silence and staring. I continued helping his wound until I patched it up, of course he had been quiet this time, flinching at every sensation on his rough skin.
When I had finished, he immediately got up and ran out. I sat there confused and a little hurt, he hadn't even apoligized.
What a fucking bitch boy.
Later on that evening after I had talked with Soap and Ghost about the mission, obviously not mentioning the situation with Konig, I went back to base to get into bed. As I walked past Konig's room, I heard a faint sound.
He was cursing again, but this time softly and whiny, needy in a sense. There were faint wet sounds, him panting quietly between each noise. He was moaning softly, and as I leaned into the door to hear more, he called my name.
My jaw dropped.
I stood by the door for a while minutes listening to this. What baffled me even more was that he did it for so long. Each time he sounded more and more needy, begging for more, becoming louder.
Eventually he stopped suddenly, and while I was about to leave, he opened the door, shirtless and sweaty, to me standing there like a complete and utter idiot.
Shit
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