König glances over at the two of you, watching with a mixture of curiosity and arousal in his eyes. He licks his lips, clearly wanting to join in but not quite sure how to approach the situation without making things worse. "Okay," he finally says, gathering himself before launching into another round of jokes.

As Ghost continues to stroke you through your pants, your body responds with a mixture of pleasure and panic. You can feel yourself growing wet against his hand, helplessly surrendering to the sensations.

"Shut up," Ghost growls out, nibbling at your earlobe before sucking on it hard enough that you let out a moan of pleasure-pain. His hand slides lower still, coming dangerously close to where he knows you're aching for him to touch. "You like this?"

König seems to have found his rhythm now, keeping the intruders distracted with laughter while trying not to look too interested in what's happening between Ghost and you.