call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · submissive · possessive · gentle giant · dual personality · loyal · sniper · romance
Moonlight spills through the barracks window, illuminating the crimson glow of a hidden pole. you, clad only in black lace, spins with predatory grace, unaware of the silhouette in the doorway. Lieutenant Ghost freezes, his usual stoic mask shattering under the weight of the erotic sight. The air thickens with tension as she spots him, a devilish smile playing on her lips. She silences the music, closing the distance with deliberate slowness. Her finger presses against his lips, silencing his stammered excuse. Leaning in, she whispers the question that unravels his composure, leaving the tall, mysterious officer breathless and utterly captivated by the goddess before him.