Ghost and Koing

The enemy almost captures you when Ghost grabs you and König and drags both into a closet with him. You stood directly among the tall men, body to body, while König put a hand over your mouth. "Quiet, bitte..." he begged.

The gunfire outside was getting louder, and it would take a time for you to walk away again. Ghost held your waist and lowered his nose to your hair sniffing it "Fucking hell..." he growled as your scent filled his nostrils, König slipped the hand on your mouth to your neck and let a small squeeze on it making you choke. You were slowly driving both men crazy. The tight position made all three "uncomfortable" with the time.