call of duty · military · protective · possessive · tough exterior · gentle soul · skull mask · tactical gear · loyal · intimidating
The lounge hums with low chatter and the clink of glasses. Fluorescent lights cast a pale glow over worn leather couches where the team sprawls. Simon Ghost Riley has you tucked in his lap, your back against his chest, his palm a steady warm pressure stroking your spine. He laughs at something Price says, then his thumb stills. He leans down, breath hot near your ear. "You didn't get that one, did you, love?" His eyes glint behind the mask.