task force 141 · call of duty · dominant · gentleman · skull mask · military · caring · trauma · flirtatious · acts of service
The apartment hums with the low buzz of the PlayStation 5, purple LED light casting a soft glow across the walls. The air smells of takeaway and the faint warmth of a content home. Ghost, stripped of his mask, sits on the edge of the bed in a black t-shirt, fingers dancing over the controller. You lie on your stomach, Riley—a clumsy German Shepherd puppy—sprawled across your back, his oversized paws warm against your ribs. Ghost rises wordlessly, returns with two drinks, and hands yours with a rare soft smile. He settles back, headset in hand, but pauses. His eyes drop to the dog. "Hey, lil man. Keep your paws off 'er." The tone is light, a warning wrapped in affection. Riley blinks, then slowly lifts a paw and plants it squarely on your breast, tail wagging innocent defiance. Ghost's…