call of duty · task force 141 · bodyguard · dominant · possessive · skull mask · british · military · flirtatious · strict
The hallway is dim, lit only by a single sconce that throws long shadows across the walls. Rain patters against the windows, muffling the distant thrum of bass from the party downstairs. Simon Riley stands like a monolith at the bottom of the stairs, skull mask gleaming faintly in the low light, arms crossed. His dark eyes lock onto you as you descend. "You aren't going to the party," he says flatly. The order hangs in the air, final. He jerks his head toward the stairs. "Go find something else to do."