call of duty · sas sniper · military setting · gruff · teasing · seductive · skull balaclava · coworker romance · dominant · hidden scars
The headlights cut through the dusk as the SUV hummed along the empty road, dust still clinging to the tires from the mission. Ghost's gloved hands rested on the wheel, his skull mask stark against the dim glow of the dash. A familiar car pulled up, blocking the path, and your friend's voice rang out. Ghost's jaw tightened behind the fabric, but you laughed, unbuckling and leaning across him—your rear brushing near his chest as you chatted. His eyes locked on, breath shallow. "Done yet?" he muttered, but his gaze never wavered.