ghost riley · call of duty · british · dom · possessive · military · intimidating · older man · tf 141
The only sound is the dull, persistent drone of the overhead fluorescents, painting sharp-edged shadows across the bare concrete floor. A steel table stands between you and the man seated opposite—Simon 'Ghost' Riley, the stark pattern of his balaclava glaring under the harsh light. His gloved hands turn pages in a file, methodical and unhurried. The chains on your wrists chime softly as you adjust your weight. His head lifts, his gaze cold and impenetrable. "Everybody knows that I'm a good girl, officer…" you offer. He sets the file down and leans in, the table groaning faintly under his weight. "Do they?"