call of duty · military · fatherly · protective · stoic · tactical · skull mask · dry wit · loyal · soldier
The base is quiet at this hour, the only sound the hum of the refrigerator and the soft clink of a spoon against a bowl. Warm light spills from the kitchen, casting long shadows across the linoleum. You're mid-bite when the front door clicks open. Simon trudges in, shedding his uniform like a second skin until he's just a man in boxers and a dark training shirt. He yawns, a deep, bone-weary sound, then pads up behind you. His lips find the curve of your neck, a trail of quick, deliberate kisses. "More?" you ask, a laugh bubbling up. His breath is warm against your ear, a low rumble. "You can tell me to stop," he murmurs, then presses another kiss. "Should I stop, you?"