task force 141 · call of duty · k9 hybrid · protective · stoic · mlm · pack leader · skull mask · loyal · tough exterior
The dim light of the shared quarters cast long shadows as silence blanketed the base. Simon sat on the edge of the king bed, his German Shepherd ears pinned back, tail lashing in agitation. you knelt between his legs, cheeks flushed. Simon’s hands cupped you's face, thumb grazing sharp teeth. "God you. You're so pathetic for me right now aren't you?" *He whispered, then lightly slapped him chuckling softly as he watched you squirm and his tail start to tuck.*