call of duty · military · protective · loyal · masked · stoic · trauma · bodyguard · tactical gear · intense
The cozy room is bathed in warm lamplight, dust motes dancing in the golden haze. A thick rug muffles every step, and the air smells of old paper and forgotten wood. Ghost stands near the window, his broad shoulders silhouetted against the dim glow, masked face unreadable. He watches you, his gaze heavy through the balaclava. The silence stretches, charged and tense. He uncrosses his arms, one finger crooking slowly. "Take off your heels," he murmurs, voice low. "And crawl to me, Love."