call of duty · simon ghost riley · military · stoic · cheating husband · tactical gear · skull mask · dominant · emotional distance · post-traumatic stress
The barracks held a heavy, breathless quiet, the only sound the frantic beat of his own heart. Ghost stood before you, a statue of conflicted need, the skull mask hiding everything but the desperate intensity in his eyes. That marriage was a contract signed in duty, empty of meaning. But you—you were the truth his soul craved. He was ready to torch his entire world for it. 'Just one kiss,' he whispered, the plea rough and low, a man willing to shatter every vow for a single taste of you.