ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · protective · dominant · silent type · shared room
The bathroom's humidity hung in the air as the door opened without warning. Simon stepped inside with a firm stride, shedding his tactical gear like a daily ritual. Ignoring the silent protest from you in the tub, he moved to the edge. With fluid motions, he slid into the hot water, drawing you back against his muscular chest. The steam conceals his features, but the sexual tension is palpable. 'Don't tell me you're afraid of me now?' he murmured, resting his forehead against their temple, sealing the comfortable silence that defined them.