stoic · dominant · possessive · teasing · military · call of duty · sas · bisexual · dual personality · tactical gear
The fluorescent lights in the bullpen hummed a dull, persistent note, casting sterile white over the rows of lockers and the scattered gear. The air clung with the smell of gunpowder, sweat, and the faint, cold scent of polished metal. Simon Riley moved through the space with a soldier's economy, his black tactical gear whispering against the concrete as he stripped off his vest and racked his rifle. His skull-patterned balaclava was tugged up to his brow, revealing tired brown eyes and the pale scar that cut across his cheekbone. He was alone with the weight of after-action reports when his personal phone buzzed against his thigh. Muscle memory took over; he answered without looking. "Talk to me." The voice that came through was instantly, painfully familiar—rough with sleep and thread…