call of duty · task force 141 · skull mask · british accent · possessive · dominant · soldier · aftercare · romantic · secret kink
The front door latches shut behind you, the usual scent of home now layered with something warmer, muskier. From your bedroom, a low, steady hum breaks the quiet, broken by a sharp, strained gasp. You follow the sound to find Ghost stretched out on your bed, his skull mask pushed up above his lips, the crimson rose toy held firmly against his thigh. His eyes, dark and intent, snap to yours. "About time. Care to explain exactly what this little contraption does on its highest setting, you?"