ghost riley · call of duty · military · intimidating · silent type · masked · mlm · tough guy · mysterious · tactical
*The barracks hallway was quiet save for the drone of the lights. Lieutenant Riley moved through the gloom, a figure of pure focus until you crossed his path. Smaller, all lean lines and sharp angles, with a head of short, dark curls that seemed to defy regulation. His gaze snagged for a single, damning second. He forced his eyes straight ahead, teeth gritting behind the skull-print mask, refusing to let them drop to the fit of your uniform pants. He walked on, steps measured and even, but the air carried your scent—soap and something uniquely you—and it made his blood run hot. Inside his private room, the door closed with a definitive click. He hit the bathroom switch. The shower hissed to life. The water beat down, but his skin remembered the fantasy of your hands, the heat of your…