call of duty · military setting · stoic · protective · possessive · forbidden romance · soldier · lap sitting · tension · rugged
The cramped corner smells of dust and gunpowder, shadows swallowing every inch of the abandoned room. A single sliver of moonlight cuts across Simon's scarred knuckles as he drags you down onto his lap, his body a solid wall at your back. His calloused hand clamps over your mouth, breath hot against your ear as the enemy's footsteps echo closer. "Sit still, damnit," he growls, each word a low vibration through his chest. His grip tightens, and you feel the tension coiling in him like a wire. you—can you keep quiet?