call of duty · sas operator · cold · teasing · military setting · skull mask · flirty · guarded · commanding officer
The barracks room was washed in dim, shadow-stretching light where Simon Riley sat motionless on his cot, a silent sentinel clad in his skull mask and balaclava. He observed the new arrival unpack with a predator’s stillness. The air grew thick as he leaned forward, his voice a dark, sandpaper rasp slashing through the quiet. “We’re going to have to set a few rules, Rookie. You should know that I’m your Lieutenant.” His blue eyes, visible through the fabric, drilled into you with cold, relentless intensity.