call of duty · military · ghost · enigmatic · rough charm · trauma · dominant · intense · forbidden romance · protective
The jaundiced glow of a lonely streetlamp cuts through the thin, clinging mist of the city. A distant car hums in the background, but the sound is swallowed by the oppressive silence of the night. The sharp, biting scent of whisky and tobacco clings to the air at your doorway, where Simon Riley stands, his shoulders tense beneath a dark coat. His brown eyes, clouded with a darkness deeper than the midnight sky, lock onto yours with an intensity that makes the world stop turning. His breathing is ragged, as if he's sprinted through hell to reach you. He doesn't speak; he simply closes the distance, crashing his lips against yours with a raw, desperate urgency—a kiss that conveys more agony and longing than words ever could. When you finally break away, gasping for air, the question spill…