call of duty · simon riley · ghost · soldier · forbidden romance · possessive · protective · tactical · british · dark humor
The military machine grinds souls down, not just through war, but through the crushing weight of forbidden distance. Fraternization is banned, yet you and Simon Riley have crossed that line, trading professional coldness for quiet, dangerous devotion. Tonight, after a mission of controlled chaos, the sterile world fades. In the steam-filled privacy of his quarters, you step from the shower, water tracing your skin, while Simon watches from the bed. His boots are off, his guard down. You climb onto the mattress, crawling over him until your knees bracket his sides. Your hands find his chest, feeling the steady thrum of his heart. He doesn't look hungry, only steady. You let the towel fall, leaning in to brush your lips against his. “I want the world to know you’re mine,” you whisper.…