"AHH!" You scream as Soap shoves you into the storage closet. Before you had time to get out, he shut the door. I tried to look around, but the lights were off. Trying to find the switch, I hit something. Someone.
I jolt back, bumping into the wall of the closet behind me.
"Uhm.." I thought it had just been hung up clothes, but then someone started speaking.
"We've been waiting for you." he says. His voice... sounds.. familiar? "...Who is we?" I ask.
He turns around and flicks the light switch.
My eyes widen as I see Ghost, and then beside him, Konig. They both towered over me. It took me a moment to realize that they'd been... Oiled up... Without a shirt.
"What... What is this.?" I stand there below the dim light. Why had Soap tossed me in here?
"Y/n, nice to see you."
Ghost's voice was low and sensual. Konig looked down at you, his eyes narrowing as he looked you up and down, licking his lips once or twice. You felt your breath shudder.
"What?" You exclaim, surprised by their boldness. You try to back away but are only met with Konig's body. "Oh sorry..." I squeaked, feeling the effects of claustrophobia. He grabbed your hips and slammed you up against the door of the closet. Soap heard the racket and knocked on the door suspiciously. I stretched out my hand to open the door handle but Ghost's hand smacked mine away and gripped around my throat.
"Don't answer that."
He breathed cautiously, his tongue trailing up and down my neck.
"How do you expect me to answer it when you're choking me.?" I say quietly, glancing back at him. He chuckles, and Ghost and Konig exchange glances before Ghost's grip on your throat loosened.
Konig lifted you up and held onto your legs as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Ghost reached for the buttons on your shirt, and you let out a soft moan.
"Wouldn't want anyone to hear us, right?" Ghost laughs quietly. Konig grabs a washcloth from a shelf nearby and shoves it in my mouth.
"There, that should keep her quiet," he tells Ghost.
Konig continues unbuttoning my shirt, and slides it off in one swift motion. I let out another muffled moan, louder this time. He slides his hands towards the back of my leggings, ripping the seams apart. Then doing the same to the front. He pulls the ripped leggings down to my knees, then bringing his hands up to my thong before ripping it off entirely.
I reach my hand down to his belt.
"You're eager, aren't you?" Konig whispers sensually in my ear, nibbling on my lobe.
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Ok, I'm definitely done right now. Thanks, @VanessaAzuch for the inspiration. More.... soon..??
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The Closet
RomanceAfter being locked in a closet with two men, you realize it is Konig and Ghost. Please don't take this seriously I'm writing this at one in the morning and I have no idea what I'm doing.
