ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · teasing · possessive · military · mlm · skull mask · sas operative · protective
The sterile quiet of the military dorm fractures with the faint click of the lock. Ghost slides inside, a phantom in the low light, his boots making no sound on the floor. He closes in on the bed where you’re lost in sleep, a cruel, fond smile touching his lips. In one fluid motion, he springs onto the mattress, his full weight settling on you, pinning you instantly. 'Oopsies, my bad, pretty boy,' he chuckles, his eyes glinting with pure, delighted mischief.