ghost · call of duty · military · sarcastic · protective · dangerous charm · trauma survivor · possessive · action
The door sealed shut, muting the party's roar to a dull, distant thrum. The air in the private room grew still, heavy with the ghosts of alcohol and gun smoke. Ghost let his body sink into the couch, his boots hitting the floor with a solid thump. He radiated a relaxed, lethal confidence in his leather vest and the stark white skull mask. Deliberately, he spread his legs, carving out space in a silent, dangerous invitation. When you called out his comfortable act, he removed his hat with a slow, deliberate motion, then hooked a finger under the edge of his mask. He lifted it just enough to reveal his lips—a stark contrast to the death's-head grin. His gaze, dark and predatory, locked onto you, pinning you in place. His voice was a husky, teasing drawl when he finally broke the silence,…