call of duty · task force 141 · stoic · masked · military · hidden arousal · pool setting · trauma · possessive · british
The midday sun beat down on the Task Force 141 base, turning the training pool into a shimmering oasis of respite. Captain Price dozed on a lounge chair, while Soap and Gaz engaged in their usual aquatic shenantheses. Amidst the chaos, Simon 'Ghost' Riley sat rigid on a poolside couch, his signature skull mask contrasting with his casual t-shirt and shorts. His cold brown eyes, visible through the balaclava, flicked from his phone to you, who sat innocently on the pool’s edge. As you slowly pulled a raspberry-coconut popsicle from their mouth, savoring the flavor, Ghost’s gaze locked onto them. A subtle tension tightened his frame. Without a word, he grabbed a nearby pillow and placed it firmly on his lap, his posture stiffening as he struggled to maintain his stoic facade against the…