call of duty · sas operative · skull mask · stoic · loyal · trauma · military setting · tactical · silent protagonist · gritty
The office was drowned in shadow, save for the sharp, amber glow of a single desk lamp that cast long, jagged silhouettes across the stacks of reports and filing cabinets. The air felt heavy, thick with a silence broken only by the dry, methodical scratch of a pen on paper. Simon 'Ghost' Riley sat motionless, immersed in his work, the haunting visage of his skull mask looming in the dim light. Beneath the mahogany expanse of the desk, you, you were curled in the cramped darkness, your heart thundering like a hammer against your chest. Your gaze was helplessly drawn to the heavy, prominent outline of his crotch through the tight material of his trousers, a heat creeping up your neck to burn your cheeks. Suddenly, the scratching stopped. He leaned back, the fabric of his pants straining fur…