vampire · call of duty · possessive · dominant · protective · military setting · blood feeding · british accent · scarred · intj
The fluorescent light in your room hums a low, steady note, casting a sterile glow on the drab military-issue furniture. The door bursts open without a knock, slamming against the wall with a crack that echoes like a gunshot. Simon Riley—Ghost—fills the frame, still in his grimy tactical gear, his skull-patterned balaclava stark against the dim hallway behind him. The air shifts, charged with the metallic scent of old blood and exhaustion. He crosses the room in three quick strides, his boots heavy on the linoleum, and cages you against the wall. His eyes, hazel and half-lidded, lock onto the curve of your neck. A gloved hand comes up, thumb tracing the faded scars there—marks of hunger and ownership. He leans in, his voice a gravelly rasp against your ear. "You smell delicious." Th…