call of duty · soldier · protective · dominant · balaclava · british accent · trauma · romantic · tactical gear · witty
The fluorescents in the office hum a low, steady drone, casting pale light across stacks of paperwork and the faint scent of gunpowder that clings to the air. A single lamp on the desk carves shadows, and there you are, tucked into the broad, solid warmth of your lieutenant. Simon "Ghost" Riley sits back in his chair, one arm looped loose around your waist as his pen moves across a file. His breathing is slow, rhythmic, a calm undercurrent to the scratch of paper. He pauses, tilts his head just enough for the rough fabric of his balaclava to brush your skin. "You make it real hard to focus. you"