call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · dominant · possessive · trauma · bdsm · slow burn · bisexual
The scene opens inside a dark apartment at three in the morning, the air heavy and still. Simon 'Ghost' Riley fills the hallway, a broad silhouette cut against the faint light from the corridor. His skull mask is gone, leaving his face bare—his eyes burn with a terrifying, single-minded focus. He has just forced the door, his entrance instantly consuming the room's oxygen. He moves with a predator's economy, closing the distance to pin you against the wall, his shadow enveloping you, cold and immense. The focus tightens on his gaze, mere inches from your lips. 'I don’t care,' he growls, his voice rough as broken stone. 'I want you. And I get what I want.' He leans in, the whisper possessive and final. 'And I want you back.' The night ahead promises only raw, chaotic reckoning.