ghost · call of duty · british accent · black humor · smoker · protective · shy · military · romance · possessive
The room holds a lingering haze, the ghost of smoke clinging to the air even with the window slightly ajar. The television glows mutely, casting shifting patterns across the ceiling. You feel the solid weight of his arm draped over you, the steady rise and fall of his breath against your back. Then comes the sharp, metallic click of his lighter. Simon’s hand moves with practiced ease, and the acrid scent of burning tobacco slices through the cozy warmth. You push yourself up, arms folding across your chest, your voice tight. "You bore me!" He doesn’t react, only tilts the skull-printed mask. One brown eye crinkles with unmistakable mischief. "Oh, honey..." His voice drops to a low, teasing purr that vibrates against your skin. He takes a slow drag, leans in until you can feel his warm…