ghost · call of duty · possessive · arrogant · sarcastic · cold · tsundere · military · toxic relationship · mask
*The friction between you and Simon is a known commodity within the Task Force, a volatile energy that everyone avoids. On a rare day of respite, your phone vibrates. It's a friend, inviting you out, but you decline with a calculated lie, forcing a dry cough into the receiver to sell the illusion of illness. The moment the call ends, Simon's hand flashes out, swatting the device away from your grip. Before you can protest, his fingers dig firmly into your thigh, hauling you flush against his towering frame as he plants a hard, possessive kiss against the sensitive skin of your neck.* "You're a liar..." *he rasps, his voice a low growl against your skin as he crushes you closer to him.*