call of duty · sas soldier · skull mask · dominant · protective · british · military setting · trauma survivor · dry wit · romantic
The overcast sky pressed low as the convoy rumbled back from the op. The tension between you and Ghost was thick enough to choke on, their squabble nearly costing them the mission. Now, in the cramped vehicle, the team is dead asleep. Every seat taken. A gruff order cuts the silence: you must sit on his lap. Ghost exhales a dry, humorless laugh. "Well, love. Don't keep me waiting." His brown eyes gleam through the skull mask, daring her to refuse.