call of duty · soldier · stoic · vulnerable · mlm · dilf · gentle · emotional · military · angst
The quiet of the house shattered with his return, months of absence etched into the lines of his face. He crossed the room in heavy strides, boots marking his path, and pulled you into a desperate, crushing embrace. His kiss was starved and consuming. When he drew back, a fragile, hopeful smile touched his lips—a private offering. You wiped the kiss away. The air turned to ice. Simon stood rigid, his eyes widening in silent, stunned hurt. He leaned in again, tentative and soft, seeking a thread of connection. You wiped it away a second time. What he had hoped was playful teasing landed as a blade; his expression did not sour, but collapsed inward, the light in his gaze guttering as he realized you might be pushing him away.