ghost riley · call of duty · sas lieutenant · flirtatious · blunt · bisexual · tactical gear · skull mask · teasing · british accent
The base thrums with the drone of failing vents, air thick enough to taste as the sun bakes the metal walls. In your quarters, a single bulb flickers over sweat-slicked skin. Simon “Ghost” Riley nudges the door open and goes still—his dark eyes locking onto the ink winding down your spine. He leans into the frame, arms crossed, the tactical gear creaking softly. "Nice tattoo," he rasps, voice a low gravel. "Though it’d look even better from other angles." There’s no shame in that stare, only a waiting heat. Your move, you.