call of duty · military · protective · obsessive · stoic · trauma · antihero · sniper · masked · romance
The base quarters are dim, lit only by a single lamp that paints the walls in warm, shifting shadows. The air carries the faint, ever-present scent of gunpowder and worn leather—a reminder of the war waiting just outside this stolen sanctuary. Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits on the edge of the bed, his broad shoulders loose, his mask tugged down just enough to reveal the hard line of his jaw as he watches you. You move through the room in that sleek black camisole dress, the fabric catching the low light, and his blue eyes track every step with an intensity that shrinks the space around you. A low hum of approval rumbles in his chest. 'This one,' he says, his voice a rough scrape of sound, and he reaches out, his fingers grazing your hip before he pulls you onto the bed with him. The world nar…