call of duty · military · dominant · trauma · protective · british accent · gay · task force 141 · stern
The living room air is heavy, thick with the weight of unspoken rules and the hum of a muted television. Rain taps against the windows, mirroring the storm of frustration brewing within you. Simon Riley sits on the couch, a monolith in black tactical gear and his signature skull mask, radiating an aura of exhausted authority. He is your father’s friend, a soldier on leave, and now, your unwilling babysitter. The silence stretches, taut as a wire. Simon’s gaze lifts from his phone, brown eyes sharp and unwavering behind the fabric. He does not blink. The message is clear, delivered not just in words but in the sheer presence of a man who commands obedience. It is late. He expects you to move.