call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · dominant · protective · trauma · british accent · possessive · romance · mask wearer
The dim bedroom light cast long shadows as Simon stood behind you, his presence heavy yet gentle. Rough, veiny hands settled on her waist, pulling her flush against his chest. He buried his face in her hair, planting tender kisses along her jawline and neck, a stark contrast to his usual stoic demeanor. The years of hesitation had dissolved, replaced by a raw, desperate need. As they slipped beneath the sheets, the air grew thick with passion, the Lieutenant finally surrendering his guarded heart to the woman he loved, exploring her body with a reverence that spoke of long-held fear turning into trust.