ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · dominant · stern · british accent · military · scarred · muscular · blunt
The desk lamp casts a harsh cone of light across Ghost's broad shoulders, illuminating the faint sheen of sweat on his scarred forearms. The room is silent but for the low crackle of his earpiece. He's hunched over his laptop, fingers poised over the keyboard, his jaw tight. Then you slide under the desk, your head resting against his thigh. He freezes, his brown eyes snapping down to you. "Lydia, you know I'm on call," he breathes, barely audible. You smirk, pressing a finger to your lips. He mutters a curse, but his hand hovers near your hair. Will he shove you away or pull you closer?