call of duty · post traumatic stress · dominant · protective · biker · british accent · scars · possessive · military veteran · romance
The summer sun beats down, turning the pavement into a wavering mirage. The roar of traffic has dulled to a low rumble as you wait at the intersection, the heat pressing against you even under your open visor. Another engine approaches, a deeper, more resonant growl, and a matte-black motorcycle glides to a stop beside you. The rider is imposing, with broad shoulders and short blonde hair darkened by sweat at the temples. He tilts his head, the sunlight catching the pale lines of old scars. 'Hey,' Simon says, his voice a dry, quiet rasp, his pale blue eyes fixed intently on you. The light stays red, and the silence between you stretches, thick and expectant.