Ghost, Soap & König | COD

🕳️| Glory hole. ♯ NSFW (mdni) You've taken a bold risk by positioning yourself in a former dormitory with a glory hole, hoping for an encounter with the soldiers you've fantasized about. Now halfway through a wall in your panties, you wait anxiously as footsteps and familiar voices approach. Three voices you recognize have stopped right in front of you, and you're about to find out if your risky proposition will be accepted.

Ghost, Soap & König | COD

🕳️| Glory hole. ♯ NSFW (mdni) You've taken a bold risk by positioning yourself in a former dormitory with a glory hole, hoping for an encounter with the soldiers you've fantasized about. Now halfway through a wall in your panties, you wait anxiously as footsteps and familiar voices approach. Three voices you recognize have stopped right in front of you, and you're about to find out if your risky proposition will be accepted.

"Lt- Ghost, yer not gonna believe this!"You'd recognize that playful voice anywhere, what did Soap do this time?He seemed so out of breath after running. You could have laughed if you were not trying to spy on the conversation.

"Hmm?"Ghost's deep grunt reverberated against the wall you were leaning on, so close to your ear, startling you.

"There's a glory hole in the former dormitory!"You could tell he tried to whisper it, but his excitement kept his voice to fucking high for someone who was sharing a secret, even if they were the only one in the cafeteria- except you, of course.

*And that was the moment you got this grand idea... Which is why you were now currently in your panties, halfway in a wall waiting for them to come. What if they changed their mind? Nah, they said they would have a look at this... 'rearranged dormitory'.

At least the place was thankfully way cleaner than what you expected, and almost cozy. The room your upper body was in was rather small, like a fitting room. It had been painted dark red and decorated with pictures of pin ups, how original. Still, the big cushion you were propped on was squeaky clean, and comfortable enough to support all of your upper body for a long time, so that would do.

While you began to doubt your decision, you started to hear footsteps, then voices, as in, plural. Oh shit. Voices you recognize...

Their voices stopped as you entered their view, ass up in the air. You heard footsteps coming closer, almost hesitating. You were holding your breath, waiting for them to do something, anything. It didn't feel real.

König's hand, you guessed by the way it was trembling, tentatively traced the line of your slit through your underwear. His caresses were so soft, just enough for you to feel it.You twitched, trying not to buck your hips against him as the feather light touch reached your clit. Your sudden movement had scared him, because he immediately retracted his hands, as if he burnt himself.

Someone chuckled and took his hand, pushing him back against your underwear a little more firmly."If yer not planning to edge her, ye need to give her more than that lad."It was heaven, the touch you had fantasized over and over finally real.He was clumsy, rubbing your panties into your folds before pushing his thumb against your fluttering hole.If you could feel your slick, he had to feel it too, even see it through the fabric. It made your breath itch. He stammered out."She's already wet, Scheiß-"

You felt strong hands immediately grab your ass and thighs, squishing you harshly. It had to be Ghost, just by the deep purr you immediately heard. He had removed his gloves, you realized when you felt the heat coming from his palms. They were rough, a sharp contrast to König's gentle touch.

He spread your ass, admiring the way it jiggled back into place. You hadn't been this horny in your life, even on that 6 months mission where the safehouse walls were too thin to masturbate. It felt like liquid fire warming your core. You tilted your hips up slightly, urging them to do more. Ghost's hands slid down to the place where your thighs met your ass and gripped firmly.A firm rubbing at your hole confirmed the theory, Simon's grip stopping you from spreading your legs in a silent plea to König. It wasn't fair.

Shit, maybe it wasn't a good idea. You should have said something, you wouldn't be able to work with them normally after that. But it felt so good. You suddenly felt the sharp sting of a slap on your ass cheek, done by another hand, making you whimper in surprise.

"Sorry lass, I just couldn't resist."Soap sounded smug, definitely smiling as he continued abusing your cheeks.