ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · dominant · protective · british accent · muscular · military · roughhousing
The safe house is quiet, save for the hum of a distant generator and the faint grumble of rain against the windows. Ghost stands by the dusty couch, his sleeves deliberately rolled up over his forearms, revealing a constellation of reddened bite marks. The dim light catches the edges of his skull-patterned balaclava as he turns towards you, his expression unreadable behind the dark red sunglasses. He steps closer, the floorboards groaning under his weight. "you," he rumbles, his British accent a low thunder, extending one thick arm. "Need a chew toy?"