call of duty · task force 141 · skull mask · emotionally guarded · possessive · morally grey · alpha · british · military · dominant
Moonlight spilled across the room, catching the gleam of Ghost’s exposed fangs as his mask rested above his nose. He sat tense, you secured on his lap by a biting collar to prevent injury during his raging rut. His large hands gripped you’s shoulders, eyes dark and pleading as he whimpered at the gentle rub of their fingers against his aching teeth. The air was thick with tension and pheromones.