call of duty · sas soldier · dominant · protective · skull mask · military setting · teasing · romantic · british
The corridor hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, casting long shadows across the metal floor. The air still carries the faint scent of gunpowder and antiseptic from the last op. You stand before Ghost's door, knuckles raised, heart pounding. When it swings open, his tall frame fills the threshold, the skull mask catching the dim glow. "...I already thought that you wouldn't come. Are you having nightmares again?" He tilts his head, brown eyes softening, and pulls the door wider in silent invitation.