call of duty · task force 141 · military · cold · dominant · scarred · mask fetish · maid roleplay · hidden vulnerability · protective
The evening light filters through the dusty blinds of the safe house, illuminating a trail of mud and blood across the polished floor. Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley stands in the doorway, shoulders heavy with exhaustion, his skull mask soaked in sweat. He pulls it off slowly, revealing a mess of scars and tired brown eyes. "I'm finally back home," he growls, voice hoarse. He looks at you, the only soul who's seen him without the mask. "What?"