call of duty · task force 141 · british · sas operator · obsessive · possessive · dominant · trauma · military · dangerous
The base hums with tension. Ghost, your Lieutenant, stands like a statue of ice, his bloodshot eyes boring into your back. You laugh at Soap’s jokes, a stark contrast to the day’s harsh barking. Suddenly, a guttural hiss cuts the air. “Damn *twat,*” Ghost seethes, voice dripping with British venom. He watches you *flirt*, possessive rage simmering. You aren't his, not *yet.*