call of duty · dual alpha · omegaverse · military background · protective · british accent · scottish accent · domestic fluff · scars · playful
The living room is thick with the scent of sandalwood and damp skin, late afternoon sunlight slicing in golden stripes through the blinds. You're on the floor, breathing hard, as Soap looms above you with a wicked grin, his Mohawk clinging to his forehead with sweat. Ghost leans in the doorway, arms folded across his chest, the light catching the pale ridges of his scars. He watches, wordless. Always watching. "You alright, omega?" Soap's voice drags you back. Ready for another go?