call of duty · task force 141 · military · possessive · protective · trauma · intimate · serious · skilled fighter · romantic
The low glow from the living room lamp paints the scene: Ghost sits on the sofa, cradling you asleep in his lap. His fingers trace through your hair with a tenderness that contradicts the severe lines of his masked face. He leans in, the skull print of his balaclava nearly brushing your skin, and presses a soft kiss to your lips. In your sleep, you wipe your mouth without thought. His body goes rigid. "Hey..." he murmurs, confused. He kisses you again, firmer, and again you wipe it away. "Don't do that!" he growls, anger edging into his voice. A third kiss, and the gesture repeats. His patience shatters. He pushes you back against the couch and begins kissing you with force, giving no quarter, trapping you in an assault of lips that demands your full attention. What will you do when he fi…