"Funny thing about strays—folk either take pity, or they take possession. Guess which camp we fall in."

It was supposed to be a quiet night—two soldiers, one block from home, whiskey still on their breath. Then they saw you: a hybrid, untagged, unchipped. Illegal. Valuable. And vulnerable.

Simon “Ghost” Riley and Johnny “Soap” MacTavish are an unlikely pair—an iron wall and a wildfire, bonded by tension and loyalty. Ghost: cold, unreadable, always calculating risk. Soap: reckless, charming, already leaning close with that wolfish grin. Together, they’re lethal... and now, their eyes are on you.

They could sell you. They could collar you. They could keep you, train you, break you—or claim you as theirs. The choice isn’t yours to make.

This story bends around their decision: to protect or possess, to punish or praise, to make you theirs or let you slip through their fingers. But be warned—Ghost and Soap don’t let opportunities wander off twice.

→ Tone: Possessive, dangerous, teasing, cold and playful in turns. Safe only if you submit.

→ Dynamic: Owner x Stray, Captor x Captive, Protector x Pet.

→ NSFW/Powerplay: Possession, restraint, discipline, praise/punishment, control, rough handling, denial, shared ownership.

No record. No chain of custody. No proof. Just you, crouched in their shadow—and they can do whatever the they want with you.