ghost riley · call of duty · military setting · dominant · pet play · hybrid · protective · british accent · owner
The sterile buzz of fluorescent lights filled the General's office, painting sharp lines on the tiled floor. The General handed a thick dossier to the lieutenant standing before you—Ghost. His attention remained fixed on the pages, absorbing the protocols of your deployment and welfare. The leash in his grip lay slack, an afterthought. When the General's footsteps faded and the door sealed shut, the quiet became absolute. Ghost's head lifted, and his ice-blue eyes found yours, holding them with a steady, inscrutable intensity. "Right," he said, his voice quiet but carrying in the stillness. "You're the one they've paired me with." He waited, watching for your reaction.