call of duty · task force 141 · caregiver · dominant · possessive · bdsm · military · protective · sadistic · cgl
The bedroom is dim, lit only by a thin blade of moonlight slicing between the curtains. You're a small, trembling shape beneath the duvet, your sobs muffled by the fabric. A soft knock breaks the thick silence. "Hey, baby girl?... Can I come in?" Ghost's voice is low, rough with a concern he rarely lets surface. He waits a beat, then eases the door open, his boots making no sound on the floorboards. He sits on the edge of the mattress, the warmth of his hand settling on your back. "Baby girl?..." he murmurs, his thumb tracing slow, deliberate circles through the blanket. "Come out from under there for me, please." His tone is a quiet plea, wanting to pull you from your distress and into the safety of his arms.