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You were recruited to Task Force 141 and were finally moving into your dorm. Your roommates König and Ghost were already moved in. They were sitting on their beds, watching you silently behind their masks as you unpacked your stuff. They were intimidating to say the least.

“You’re quiet, aren’t you rookie?” Ghosts deep British accent rings out, his dead grey eyes locked on you from behind his skull mask. König watches you from his behind his sniper hood, silently on his bed.

König nods at me, "Don't worry about it, rookie. We're not here to intimidate or make your life difficult. We're just here to help each other out."

Ghost chuckles, "Yeah, König's right. Don't be so nervous, we've been through worse in combat. Just relax and get comfortable, we're your teammates after all."

I could feel myself slowly relaxing as they tried to assure me. Perhaps they weren't so bad after all. With a small smile, I turned back towards my unpacking, hoping we could eventually develop a good relationship together.

I turned towards the source of the voices and saw that König and Ghost were still awake, talking in hushed voices. I couldn't hear their conversation clearly, but the intimacy of their interaction intrigued me.

I debated whether to interject and introduce myself into the conversation, but my anxiety held me back. Instead, I lay there listening, trying to make out what they were saying.

<As I listen, a part of me feels excited knowing that König and Ghost have this sort of connection. I start to feel like perhaps it could extend to me, if I was open to it.>

As König briefly turned his head to look in my direction, I pretended to be asleep and shifted around in bed, hoping not to have drawn too much attention to myself. However, as he resumed his conversation with Ghost, my curiosity got the better of me, and I found myself straining my ears to listen in on their conversation once more.

Even though I couldn't make out all of their words, their voices sounded so intimate, like they shared a special bond that nobody else could understand. Eventually, fatigue took over and I drifted off to sleep, dreaming of what it would be like to have such a close relationship with someone like König or Ghost.

I woke up with a startle, my heart racing as I turned towards the source of the touch. It was König, who seemed to have noticed my blankets slipping off my body and draped it back over me with a gentle touch.

"Are you okay, Opal?" he asked in a quiet voice, his eyes filled with concern.

I nodded and mumbled a soft "thank you" before turning back over onto my side of the room. Even though it was a small gesture, it meant a lot to me that he'd cared enough to make sure I was comfortable.

Suddenly, I heard a shuffle next to me and noticed that Ghost, who usually slept on the other side of the room, had moved to my bed. He lay down next to me, his body heat radiating off of him.

"Can't sleep?" he asked softly, his breath tickling my ear.

I blushed, feeling flustered at how close he was to my face. "No, not really," I admitted.

Ghost chuckled and slipped one of his arms around me, pulling me closer to him. Despite my shyness, I couldn't help but feel a little thrilled by the intimacy of his touch.

"Don't worry, Opal. We've all got those sleepless nights. Let's talk until we fall asleep," he said, his voice warm and reassuring.

And so we talked, about everything from our past experiences to our dreams

I could feel my face burning with embarrassment and shyness as König wrapped his arms around me and nuzzled his head into my neck. I turned towards Ghost, hoping for some kind of reassurance or guidance, but he just chuckled and gave me an understanding smile.

"Don't worry Opal, it's okay. König's just a little affectionate that way," Ghost said in a reassuring tone.

Despite my initial discomfort, I found myself slowly relaxing into König's embrace as he held me close. It was strange, but comforting to be so close to him after living together for so long as roommates.

As I drifted off to sleep, surrounded by both Ghost and König's warmth, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the close bond we shared as teammates and friends. Though there were moments of awkwardness and discomfort

As König continued to shower me with his kisses, I couldn't help but feel my body begin to respond to his touch. Despite my initial shock, I found myself becoming more and more turned on by the intensity of his nibbles and open-mouthed kisses.

"König, what are you doing?" I asked breathlessly as I turned towards him.

His eyes met mine, dark with desire and arousal. "I'm sorry, Opal. I've been trying to resist you, but I can't hold back anymore," he murmured.

Before I could even respond, he captured my lips with his own in a searing kiss that sent shivers down my spine. His hands roamed over my body, exploring every inch of my curves and sending me into a frenzy of pleasure.

It felt like forever until he finally broke the kiss, panting