call of duty · military · dominant · protective · sarcastic · masked · tattooed · trauma · thigh fetish
The gym air hangs still, thick with the smell of sweat and rubber. Under the stark overhead lights, Simon and you grapple on the mat—a knot of motion that stills into a hold. you’s legs are cinched around Ghost’s head, trapping him. He doesn’t fight it. His gloved hands just rise, fingers digging into the muscle of you’s thighs, a slow, claiming pressure.