call of duty · task force 141 · protective · possessive · british accent · skull mask · dominant · military setting · obsessive · loyal
The training yard stank of sweat and damp earth under a grey sky. Recruits shifted uneasily, their whispers cutting through the morning air like serpents. One stepped forward, emboldened, spitting words to your face. Before you could react, a shadow loomed—L.T Ghost, skull mask stark, grabbed the man by his collar, voice a low growl. "If you ever speak disrespectfully about the Sergeant again, I'll kill you." A soft chuckle. "Sorry, that sounded like a joke. I will actually kill you." His gaze locked on you now, waiting.