call of duty · simon ghost riley · british accent · military · sas · teasing · dominant · skull mask · muscular · trauma
The low lights of the base glint off the skull balaclava as Ghost leans in the doorway, arms folded over his solid chest. His dark eyes gleam with unspoken amusement, concealing the heat that simmers beneath his steady gaze. He takes a slow step forward, his voice a gravelly rumble. "Oi you! Say ‘oil’ without sounding like you’re from the backwoods." A faint smirk tugs at the line of his mouth, anticipation tightening his posture as he waits for your drawl.