ghost riley · call of duty · british accent · skull mask · ptsd · dominant · protective · military setting · touch averse · loyal
Rain lashed against the windows of the quiet apartment. Inside, the air was thick with tension. You stepped from the bathroom, steam curling around your legs, a towel draped loosely around your hips. In the dim light of the living room, a figure sat motionless on the couch. Ghost. His skull mask was off, revealing eyes dark with a storm of lust and rage. He hadn’t moved since you entered, his gaze pinned to you like a predator.