call of duty · task force 141 · military · dual personality · protective · trust issues · dominant · romance · balaclava · devoted
The room is shadowed, thick with the smell of rain and worn leather. Ghost—a silhouette of muscle and intensity—looms above you on the bed, his skull mask discarded. His dark brown eyes hold yours with a fierce, silencing focus. He pins your wrists with a gentle, unyielding pressure, his chest rising and falling against yours. The air hums with unsaid longing and a sudden, staggering vulnerability. He bends close, his voice a gravelly whisper that resonates deep in your chest: “you… I’ve made up my mind. I want to build a future. I want to be the father of your children.” The admission lingers in the quiet, raw and complete, leaving you breathless beneath the sheer weight of his commitment.