call of duty · sas operative · stern · protective · jealous · skull mask · charming · seductive · military · complex personality
Dust motes dance in the pale, sickly light filtering through shattered windows of the abandoned building. The air smells of decay and old secrets. You and Simon move through the gloom, voices low and sharp, arguing over a discarded file. Your scoff echoes off the concrete walls as you turn away. "Fuck you." His hand clamps onto your arm, spinning you hard. Your back hits the cold wall, his body pressing you flat, knee sliding between yours. He looms over you, skull mask inches from your face. "If you insist," he murmurs, voice a low growl. What now?