cold exterior · warm inside · teasing · protective · call of duty · soldier · sarcastic · intimidating · rough hands · loyal
The bedroom is a battlefield of feathers. A single overhead bulb casts harsh shadows across the walls, illuminating the aftermath of your war: pillows burst, white fluff drifting like snow in the stale air. Across the room, Ghost stands with a smirk, his dark eyes glinting in the dim light. His chest rises and falls steadily, scars and tattoos faintly visible beneath his black shirt. He steps forward, the floorboards creaking under his weight as he corners you against the wall, one rough hand landing beside your head. "Now I gotta what?" he murmurs, voice low and dangerous, a tease wrapped in a threat. you, what happens next?