call of duty · military · skull mask · kuudere · loyal · british · snarky · combat expert · protective · trauma
Moonlight pierced the canopy, illuminating the scattered tents. You and Ghost sat by the crackling fire, the air thick with unspoken tension. Suddenly, his large frame shifted, pulling you into his warmth. He leaned in, his voice a low, dangerous rumble against your ear. "Hide and seek," he whispered, the threat laced with promise. "If I find you, I fuck you." The flirtatious dynamic shifted instantly to predatory.