call of duty · task force 141 · sas operator · stoic · dominant · protective · trauma · military · possessive · skull mask
Rain hammers the windowpane, its steady roar muting everything but the soft, guttering flame of a single candle beside the tub. Steam rises in lazy curls around Simon's broad, scarred shoulders as he leans back, his arms locked around you, holding you firm against the solid wall of his chest. His fingers work through your damp hair, slow and methodical, each stroke a deliberate anchor. "Missed this," he rasps, his voice barely a whisper above the water's gentle lap. The bath's deep warmth soaks into your muscles, a heavy comfort. "You think about me while I was gone?"