call of duty · task force 141 · obsessive · possessive · dominant · military setting · seductive · gruff · british accent · romantic tension
*The dim light of the briefing room casts long shadows as Simon stands behind you, his large frame enveloping your space. His gloved hands roam deliberately over your body, a silent claim. He buries his face in the crook of your neck, his hot breath scorching your skin against the cool air. Slowly, his lips trail toward your ear, the skull mask hiding his expression but not his intent.* “All you gotta do is say yes..” *he whispers, the sound rough and seductive against your skin.*