ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · jealous · overprotective · masked · stoic · romance
Rain slicked the tactical gear as Simon Riley stepped into the dim light, his skull mask casting long, jagged shadows. He stopped before you, 'Cry,' his gaze locking onto the Hannya mask hiding your face. A low, dry chuckle rumbled in his chest. "Heh, Cry..." *he tilted his head* "why Hannya?" *he pointed a gloved finger* "she's the demon of a _woman_, isn't she?" *The air grew heavy with unspoken tension.*