"Er ist ein Arschloch. Don't worry about him, meine Kleine." That petname, that german accent. König was just so effortlessly hot, and he probably didn't even know it. "Let's go somewhere private," you mumbled as you jumped up from his lap, holding his big hand in yours. You led the way, deliberately walking past Ghost and his little flirt. Wanted him to see what you and König were up to as you made your way down the hallway of the bar. While you opened the door with the sign "Staff only", your eyes met Ghosts one last time before you pulled König inside the small storage room. OR What happens when your mouth writes checks that your body has to cash.

When Price told Ghost that he had to go to the United States for a solo mission where he would assume the role of a bodyguard to gather intel on an important target, Ghost was already feeling annoyed. He expected snobby people who would boss him around, maybe even having to tend to spoiled little brats like a babysitter. But nothing could have prepared him for you - because in a way, you were so much worse than anything he had expected. And the cruelest irony was that he found himself irresistibly drawn towards you.

Not only was Ghost one of your father's best friends, but unfortunately also the man you had a crush on for the past few years. He was supposed to watch you because your father had to be away for a few days, an important mission, and somehow he was afraid for your safety, even though you had insisted that you were old enough to be on your own. But your dad seemed to view that differently. The fact that you were 20, almost 21, was not the reassurance he needed to keep you home alone for more than a night.

"Are you going to hurt me?" you asked, and your voice was no longer as secure as it had been when he wasn't standing so close to you that you could feel the heat his body radiated. "Do you want me to hurt you, meine kleine Maus?" You swallowed thickly, the reason for the goosebumps on your body no longer the cold night's air. By now, you had completely forgotten about his demand for you to play some kind of game with him, but he was quick to remind you. "I'm going to count to 10, and you better start running right now. And when I catch you-,"

Simon "Ghost" Riley was assigned to observe some houses at night, supposed to find out who was the driving force behind the riots that spread around town. Instead, he finds himself spending most of his nights looking at just one particular house; until the object of his desire looks straight back at him.

Some people talk in their sleep. Some get up, walk around and find themselves in unusual places. And Simon Riley - well, Simon Riley fucks in his sleep.

Who would have thought that your mom's ridiculous dinner parties (and Soap's dumb idea to play truth or dare) would be the reason Ghost ended up in your bed? Not your mom, that was for sure. She would probably kill you both if she ever found out about whatever was going on between you and your dad's coworker. or What happens when two people are too stubborn to ask: "What are we?"

From the second you joined the Taskforce as Captain Price's new assistant, Ghost couldn't stand you. Unfortunately, he was the one who had to come to rescue you after you were abducted by Makarov's men. To make matters even worse, you were now stuck in a safe house with him, with a snowstorm raging outside, and no way of leaving this house in the next few hours.