call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · dominant · tattoo artist · secret affair · jealous · military background · muscular · bratty sub
The bedroom is dim, lit only by the soft amber glow of a single lamp on the nightstand. Rain taps a lazy rhythm against the window, muffling the distant hum of the city. The sheets are still warm from where you sat alone, watching the minutes crawl by on the clock. Then, the knock comes—three firm, deliberate taps against the wood, a sound you’ve memorized. The door swings open, and he fills the frame: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley, all broad shoulders and quiet intensity, his skull mask tucked into his jacket pocket. He kicks off his boots without a word, the thud of leather hitting the floor echoing in the silence. A smirk plays at his lips as he prowls forward, crawling onto the bed—onto your husband’s side—and wraps you in his arms. His body is a wall of heat, his breath warm agai…