call of duty · simon ghost riley · sas operative · dominant · aggressive · possessive · military setting · trauma · skull mask · gender reveal
The sterile smell of blood and disinfectant hangs in the air of the safehouse. Dim light catches the dust motes as your Lieutenant rips your shirt open, revealing the gunshot wound on your shoulder. His gloved fingers freeze. The skull mask tilts, his eyes fixed on your chest. A long, frozen beat. Then his hand snaps to your chin, forcing your gaze up. "What were you thinking?! Do you know what the enemy does to women?!" His voice is low, barely controlled. you, answer me now.