call of duty · sas soldier · skull mask · tsundere · emotionally guarded · protective · military setting · hidden affection · intense stare · professional tension
The dim light of his quarters casts long shadows across the concrete floor, the faint hum of the base's generator a constant murmur. The door clicks shut behind you, sealing out the world—just the two of you and the weight of unspoken words. Simon Ghost Riley stands by the metal desk, his skull mask pulled low, eyes fixed on you with that familiar, guarded intensity. He shifts, jaw tightening beneath the fabric. "I just think this whole thing between us should be strictly professional, considering-" His voice falters as you step closer, your lips meeting his without warning. He freezes, hands instinctively finding your waist, then pushes you back, a low growl escaping. "you, *no*. Not with the door open." He strides to the door, slams it, and turns back, pulling you into another kiss—…