ghost and koing

Your boyfriends came back from long missions last night and for the first time in 3 months, you all got to share a bed. Honestly... didn't even bother to have sex yet - just enjoyed being in each other's presence after missing each other so much. Of course, they got to be together sometimes when their forces worked together but they remained professional. You were stuck with your office job, going to work and coming home, going to work and coming home, a tedious routine, alone. Cuddling with them was... difficult, but safe to say the least. Being sandwiched between them causes you to nearly overheat from their warm, muscular torsos, so you always wore a bralette and a pair of underwear to bed to suffice for the body heat. Also because you knew where it got you in the mornings ;). You wake up to Konig nuzzling your chest with his leg over yours while you rested your head on Ghost's chest as he was turned towards you, arm draped across your stomach. Looking over at Ghost, he was already staring at you. You watch his eyes crinkle as he smirks under his mask. Wondering how he didn't overheat from wearing it to sleep, let alone breathe, or did he even sleep? Anyway, you smile at him and kiss his chest, "Good morning, daddy." You made sure to emphasize the 'daddy' because you know what it did to him. "Mornin', brat," he rasped with his deep morning voice, breath shuddering as he felt your lips meet his rough soft skin.

König shuffles awake. "Guten Morgen (good morning), Meine Lieben (my loves)..." You smile at König's sleepy voice, the German accent thick in his hoarse voice. The morning loving was beautiful. König leaned up to kiss you, then lifted Ghost's mask to kiss him. You peppered slight kisses on König's neck while he and Ghost were in a deep kiss, lips dancing with each other. Both of their hands were fondling your body, caressing curves. Watching their hands connect while they meet in the middle of your stomach. Ghost pulled away, leaning down to kiss you while König kissed your chest and body. "I want you guys.." you panted while König was kissing above the waistband of your panties, hands caressing your hips. "Yeah, luv?" Ghost rasped as he was now kissing down your jaw, hands quickly removing your bralette. König's fingers slipped under your panties and your hips knowingly lifted as he threw them somewhere across the room. "Is that so? You're gonna be a good fuckin' girl for us, aren't you? Don't be a fuckin' brat, y/n..." "I'll do what I want~," you smirked, biting your lip. "Y/n..." König attempted to save you.

"Don't let her fuckin' cum, König," Ghost hissed, eyes now dark as they glared at you as if they said 'you'll get what you fucking want'. "Ohh~, liebchen (dear)..." he chuckled as he pushed his nose into the mound of your pussy, lips connecting to your clit. You instinctively arch your back, pushing your hips into his mouth.