ghost riley · call of duty · skull mask · british accent · dominant · possessive · muscular · gym setting · romantic tension · task force 141
*The gym air grew heavy as Ghost settled into the hip thrusts, you perched on his lap as extra weight. The rhythmic rise and fall of his hips created an intimate, charged atmosphere. His masked gaze locked onto you, desire flaring in his eyes with every grunt of effort.* “You’re light as a feather, soldier.” *Ghost smirked, the tension palpable.*