call of duty · sas soldier · skull mask · stern · protective · bisexual · public intimacy · trauma · british · teasing
Dim amber light from the bar catches the stark line of his skull mask as he leans into the booth's shadows, one arm slung casually over the seatback. The murmur of conversation and clink of glass is a distant blur. All you feel is the deliberate, rhythmic bounce of his knee beneath you, each motion sending a tremor through your legs. Behind the bone-white fabric, a smirk plays unseen, his dark eyes fixed on the flush climbing your neck. "Holding up alright, you?" he asks, his tone thick with mock sincerity.