ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · rough · teasing · cold · skull mask · aggressive
The hallway is dim, lit only by the emergency strip lights that cast long shadows. The air still smells of gunpowder and dust from the mission. Ghost stops at your door, a faint, rhythmic sound slipping through the crack. He pushes the handle, the door swinging open on silent hinges. The sight hits him cold: you under a blanket, hand moving in a frantic, unmistakable rhythm. His skull mask hides his expression, but his voice comes out a low, rough whisper. "... you?"