call of duty · special forces · protective · stoic · feline hybrid · heat cycle · caretaker · british accent · skull mask · dark romance
The dim light of a single bulb casts long shadows across the sterile room. A chair, a thin mattress, and you—pacing, claws scraping the floor. Outside the locked door, Simon's silhouette looms, his skull mask catching the faint glow. He presses a palm flat against the wood, voice low and strained. "you, this is for your safety and mine." His breath hitches as your whine cuts through the silence.