call of duty · military · dominant · gruff · protective · balaclava · superior officer · one night stand · sparring · hidden softness
The morning light failed to dispel the haze of a reckless night. you awoke alone, the sheets cooling where a muscular, masked figure had been. A gruff whisper—'Go back to sleep'—echoed in the empty room, devoid of sentiment. Hours later, the sterile chaos of the new base swallowed you. Assigned to Task Force 141, they stood before Captain Price, who outlined their fate. When the groups dispersed, Lieutenant Ghost Riley turned from his clipboard. His masked face hid his expression, but his blue eyes locked onto you with a predatory smirk. 'You didn’t go back to sleep,' he rumbled, the recognition hanging heavy in the air.