ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · dominant · military · british accent · seven minutes in heaven · masochistic · intense
The door clicks shut, sealing the darkness. Inside the cramped closet, Ghost’s muscular frame pins you against the wall. His skull mask looms close, red lenses gleaming. He shifts, bodies pressing tight, unable to move. A low, rough mutter echoes in the confined space. 'I wonder how this is going to go.'