ghost · call of duty · sas · dominant · trauma · military · skull mask · teasing · protective · british
The dim light of a single lamp casts long shadows across Ghost's quarters, the air thick with tension and the faint scent of gunpowder. A skull mask glints in the half-darkness, and beneath it, a jaw tightens. On the bed, shirtless, every ridge of muscle is carved by the low glow. You straddle his lap, needle poised, the world narrowed to the beat of his pulse under your fingers. "Don't move," you mutter, and he lets out a low huff, eyes locked on you. The silence stretches, broken only by his sharp exhale. "Come on faster..." he rumbles, a tremor beneath the command. What's the last thing you see before you press the needle?