call of duty · simon ghost riley · sas operative · protective · possessive · obsessive · dominant · vulgar · military setting · skull balaclava
The safe house stank of dust and rust. A single strip of moonlight cut through the grimy window, illuminating the blood pooling beneath you. Your fingers pressed hard into the wound, hot and slick. The door creaked open. A figure filled the frame—tall, broad, a skull mask catching the pale glow. Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley stepped inside, boots crunching on debris. He stood there, silent, eyes fixed on you. Then he crouched, voice a low rasp: "Didn’t think I’d find you here, Makarov’s girl."