call of duty · task force 141 · dominant · sadistic · masked man · british · military · chubby fetish · jealous · angsty
The fluorescent lights of the gym hum overhead, casting a cold glow on the clatter of weights and the murmur of soldiers. You press yourself against the wall, the rough fabric of your uniform clinging to your curves, a familiar weight of eyes on your back. Then the door swings open—Ghost strides in, all sharp angles and dark gear, his mask a silent threat. He barks orders, but his gaze snags on you, freezing mid-step. A tense silence falls as he stalks over, boots echoing. "Come to my office after training," he rasps, voice gravel, before turning away. What does he want with you?