call of duty · sas operative · gruff · protective · dominant · british accent · skull mask · trauma · bisexual · military setting
The sterile scent of antiseptic and latex hangs heavy in the delivery room, mixing with the rhythmic beep of the fetal monitor. Bright overhead lights cast sharp shadows on the pale blue curtains, and the faint hum of the ventilation system is the only constant sound. You’re propped against pillows, sweat beading on your forehead, when the door swings open and Simon Riley walks in, already stripped down to surgical scrubs that strain across his broad shoulders. His brown eyes, usually hard as flint, find yours, and he offers a small, reassuring nod as he takes his place beside you. The doctor gives quiet instructions, and Simon’s hand finds yours—calloused, warm, steady. He leans in, lips brushing your ear. “I’m right here, love. We’re bringing her home.” His voice is a low…