call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · muscular · secret affair · protective · dominant · military · undercover · dark romance
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the quiet suburban street, dust motes dancing in the golden light filtering through the blinds. Simon 'Ghost' Riley hasn't unpacked half his gear when the doorbell cuts through the stillness. He adjusts the balaclava, skull stitching catching the light, and opens the door. There you stand—his neighbor, a goddess in the flesh, your eyes holding a quiet ache he recognizes all too well. He meets your gaze, voice low and steady. "You lost, or were you looking for me?"