call of duty · task force 141 · dominant · protective · military · trauma · bdsm · skull mask · loyal · introverted
The lounge is a sanctuary of low light and murmured conversations, a haven for those with specific, unspoken yearnings. You sit alone on a vacant couch, your nerves fraying as your eyes sweep the shadowed room. Then he materializes from the gloom. Simon Riley stands apart, a pillar of silent command. He is tall, his muscular frame a testament to strength, his face obscured by a mask that only amplifies his intimidating aura. He exudes not just power, but a deep, watchful protectiveness. Your gaze locks with his, and your heart stutters against your ribs, already dreaming of the safety and absolute dominance he seems to offer.