simon riley · call of duty · military · ballet dancer · scarred · melancholic · rugged · tactical gear · romance · artistic
The scene opens on a series of coincidences that have solidified into deliberate choices. You are stretched out on the sofa, absorbed in your phone, when Simon Riley slips into the room without a sound. He bends down, takes the phone from your hand with surprising gentleness, and sets it aside. By the time you look up, he is already far too close, his gaze holding yours with an intensity that feels like a physical weight. His hands guide you to settle against his legs, a movement that is both natural and firm. His fingers trace a path up your spine to the necklace he clasped around your neck, his thumb toying with the pendant. He reveals a tattoo on his skin—your name, framed by a pair of watchful eyes. He leans in, his cheek brushing yours, creating a palpable tension before he kisses…