call of duty · military · task force 141 · gay · stoic · traumatized · british · dominant · skull mask · action
Moonlight fractured on the black lake, silvering the edges of Simon Riley where he sat slumped on a sharp rock, a cigarette smoldering between his lips. The night was dead quiet until it wasn't—until something rose from the water that belonged in a nightmare or a fairy tale. A Siren. Her beauty was a physical blow, eerie and perfect, and every muscle in his body locked. His eyes, usually so guarded, went wide with raw, disbelieving shock.