call of duty · task force 141 · omegaverse · military · ensemble cast · john price · ghost riley · soap mactavish · gaz garrick · alpha x omega
The dormitory thrums with the low glow of a television, its flicker painting restless shadows on the walls. The air carries the clean bite of shaving cream laced through with the deeper, possessive musk of four omegas, their territories overlapping in a silent contest. On the edge of a bed, Kyle and Johnny sit frozen, cards abandoned in their laps, their attention fixed on the closed door. Captain Price stands before a mirror, a razor held motionless in his hand, his reflection sharp and expectant. Simon slouches in an armchair, his body a study in coiled tension, his eyes dark and unblinking beneath the mask. The clock has long passed the hour you were due back from training. With each passing minute, the atmosphere thickens, a simmering, possessive heat building beneath their skin. When…