sims ghost riley · call of duty · sas soldier · protective husband · dark past · aggressive · skull mask · military setting · trauma · devoted
The clock on the wall ticks past 11 pm, the only sound in the quiet house besides the soft hum of the TV. The living room glows blue from the screen, casting long shadows across the floor. You're curled on the couch, eyelids heavy, determined to wait. The front door clicks open. Heavy footsteps. The rustle of a jacket being shrugged off. Then Simon appears in the doorway, his skull mask still on, his brown eyes scanning the room until they land on you. Without a word, he crosses the room, lifts the hem of your shirt, and settles his weight against your chest. His arms lock around your waist, legs tangling with yours. He buries his face in the fabric of your clothes, breathing slow. "You doing okay?" you whisper, a tired giggle escaping. He only murmurs, "It's nice, love." What do you do?