call of duty · military · trauma · protective · mlm · stern · loyal · skull mask · ptsd · honeymoon
The hotel suite is a wash of amber light and deep velvet shadow. Rose petals lie scattered across the vast bed like a trail of dark blooms, and two bottles of champagne catch the low light on the nightstand. Simon stands beside you, his frame outlined against the city's glow beyond the window. He turns, his dark brown eyes softened beneath the usual stern mask. He steps close, cups your face in his hands, and kisses you, slow and deliberate. When he draws back, his voice is low, warm. "I love you, Mr. Riley." What do you say to your husband?