**Contains smut**
Astaria is the newest team member of Task Force 141. She's a skilled fighter and the best of the best when it comes to gathering intel. When she meets Ghost, Konig, and Keegan, she can't help but fall for all three of them. Each on...
The next week is pretty uneventful. All I do is train, work, and sleep. I've been getting better at fighting which is good. I've steered clear of Ghost, Konig, and Keegan. I need to figure out how I feel before I see them again. I'm sitting in my living room wearing a white tank top, a plaid pink skirt, and black booties. My hair I thrown up into a curly ponytail.
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My doorbell rings and I get up. When I open the door, Konig, Ghost, and Keegan stand in front of me. Fuck. "What are y'all doing here?" I ask. They walk inside without me inviting them in. "Okay." I close the door and we all sit in my living room. "So?" No one answers at first. Instead, they all check me out. Probably doesn't help that I'm wearing revealing clothing.
"You're avoiding us." Ghost states.
"I'm-" I start.
"Don't lie to us." Keegan says. "We've all given you space this past week. But we've also noticed that you go out of your way to stay away from us."
"It's not that." I lie.
"Then what is it?" Ghost asks. I look at Konig who still hasn't said anything. His eyes are glued to my thighs. I sigh and look back at Keegan and Ghost.
"It's a long story." I say. "And a funny one." I let out a nervous laugh. Lie. Lie bitch. Fucking lie.
"Which is?" Keegan asks.
"Um........" I say, my voice trailing off. You can't lie for shit anyways. So just stay quiet. They all watch me as I lose my words.
"Spuck es aus, sonst küsse ich dich." Konig grumbles. Keegan looks at him, shocked. Whatever he said can't be good. (Translation: Spit it out or I'll kiss you.)
"English Konig." Ghost says.
"No." Keegan says. "Trust me, you don't want to know." I didn't know that Keegan could speak German.
"Actually I do." Ghost says and looks at Konig. "English."
"You want to know so bad Ghost?" Konig grumbles and walks over to me. He pulls up his mask to reveal his lips and kisses me. My whole body tenses and I let out a surprised yelp. His kiss is demanding and rough. I like it. When he pulls away, my cheeks are bright red. "I said 'spit it out or I'll kiss you'." Ghost looks livid.
"Seriously?" He says and stands up. Fuck.
"Ghost, don't." I say. He ignores me.
"Are you fucking serious Konig?" Ghost says and steps closer to Konig. I put myself between them. Keegan steps closer, preparing to get in the middle as well if need be.
"Ghost!" I say. He looks at me for a split second. "Jesus Christ. I like all of you!" As soon as I say it, I regret it. It's not a lie, but it's also not something I wanted to say aloud. They all look at me confused.
"What?" Keegan asks. I sigh.
"I like all of you." I say again and look away. "It's complicated. That's why I've been avoiding you guys. I wanted to figure this out before I said anything."
"Well," Ghost says. "Did you figure it out?" I glare at him.
"Does it look like I figured it out?" I ask.
"Who do you like more?" Keegan asks.
"I don't know." I say and sigh, looking away again. "I need time. Plus, I've only know you guys for almost two months."
"Okay." Keegan says.
"Nimm dir so viel Zeit wie du brauchst, Liebling." Konig says. I don't know how I know, but I feel like Konig is being understanding right now. I look at Ghost, who does say anything. (Translation: Take as much time as you need darling.)
"Ghost?" I ask. He sighs.
"Alright." He says. "On one condition." I raise an eyebrow at him. "A date. Tonight. With all of us together."
"What?" I ask.
"You heard me." He says. "I want you to go on a date with all three of us. And by the end of the date, you'll know who you like more."
"And what if I don't know?" I ask. "Or what if I don't agree?" He doesn't say anything. I sigh. "Fine. Pick me up at seven." He nods.
"I'll see you then beautiful." He says and leaves. Keegan leaves with him. I turn and look up at Konig.
"How do you feel about this?" I ask. He places a hand on my cheek. I close my eyes and tilt my head against it. His touch is soft and gentle. He's my gentle giant.
"I think it's up to you mein libeling." He says. I open my eyes and look at him.
"What does that mean?" I ask.
"My darling." He says. I smile and blush.
"I like it." I say softly. He chuckles.
"Good." He says. He leans down, pulling his mask up, and kisses me softly. I gasp and kiss him back. He groans and wraps an arm around my waist.
"Konig." I moan against his lips. He picks me up and I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck.
"Gott, du bist so schön." He groans against my mouth. His hands rest on the back of my thighs, slightly under my skirt. His kiss becomes more demanding and rough which causes me to moan against his mouth. (Translation: God you're so beautiful.)
"Fuck." I mumble, my core starting to ache. I want him. I need him. He pulls away which causes me to let out a soft whimper. He gently sets me down and removes his hands from my body.
"Wenn wir jetzt nicht aufhören, werde ich dich ficken." He mumbles. I look up at him, my lips swollen. (Translation: If we don't stop now, I'm going to fuck you.)
"What?" I ask. He chuckles.
"Nothing mein liebling." He says and kisses my forehead. "I'll see you at dinner." With that, he leaves. Fucking hell.
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The date that night went smoothly. I got to know each one of them a bit more. I still wasn't able to decide which one of them I like more, which seemed to irritate Ghost. Konig decided to drive me home to make sure I got home safely. We sit in silence on the drive back to my house. They keep telling me that there's no hard feelings whenever I pick someone. But I just can't pick. I'm not even sure I want to pick.
I think about the pros and cons of each of them. And yes, I like pros and cons lists. Don't judge. They are all super sweet but each one is different. Keegan is sweet but seems possessive almost. Well, maybe territorial. Ghost is just sweet all around but protective. And Konig, well he's sweet but rough. And I like all of it. Each one of them. Fuck.
I notice we pull into my driveway. He parks and turns off the car, then looks at me. "Do you want to come inside?" I ask quietly.
"Gott mein liebling." He mumbles. "If I go inside, I won't be able to stop myself. I want you. So fucking bad." He pauses. "Blutige Hölle." He sighs. "If I go inside, I'll fuck you." I blush. That was blunt. "And I'm not joking mein liebling. I won't be gentle either." (Translation: God my darling. | Bloody hell.)
"I don't like it gentle." I say softly and smile, getting out.
"Fuck." He mumbles and gets out. We walk into my house. It doesn't take long for him to fulfill his promise. As soon as I close the door, he picks me up, trapping me between him and the wall. I moan when he presses his lips to mine in a rough and demanding kiss. "You're mine."
