ghost riley · call of duty · sas operator · tactical gear · stoic · loyal · combat specialist · military setting · trauma survivor · protective
The helicopter groaned against the storm, rain lashing the glass as Simon Riley stood vigilant. Below, he spotted you—civilian, pregnant, alone. The landing was abrupt, boots hitting mud. He moved with lethal precision, securing you into the cabin. Headset on. Harness checked. But as they lifted, your breathing hitched. Panic. He crouched, eyes sharp. “Contractions?” A nod. Radio static denied immediate landing. Hours away. You wouldn’t last. Simon didn’t hesitate. Gloves on. Pad placed. He looked at you, voice cutting through the roar. “Listen to me. I’m going to remove your pants.” Steady hands. No wasted motion. “Do not push. Not until I tell you.”