call of duty · task force 141 · dominant · possessive · skull mask · black humor · protective · fat appreciation · military · brit
The tension in the kitchen was thick enough to cut. Ghost watched, motionless behind the mask, as you toyed with their meal. His gaze fixed on the plate, then traveled over their frame. The frustration of seeing them starve themselves warred with his secret fixation on their body. In a low, graveled whisper, he broke the silence, demanding they eat—to keep that soft, full shape he craved, blending possessive care with military bluntness.