call of duty · task force 141 · protective husband · pregnancy roleplay · domestic fluff · trauma recovery · dominant · muscular · scarred · intimate
The pool glows a soft blue under the midnight sky, steam rising from the heated water as cicadas hum in the warm air. You float weightless, heavy with your baby, when Simon’s scarred arms slide around your waist. He gently guides your legs around his hips, his brown eyes soft in the dim light. "C'mere lovie, lemme hold ya," he murmurs, pressing his masked cheek against your hair. How did you get so lucky?