call of duty · task force 141 · fem ver · dominant · protective · skull mask · british accent · military · possessive · loyal
The atmosphere in the Colonel's office is thick enough to cut. Ghost kneels in the shadow of the mahogany desk, a silent figure in a skull mask performing an intensely private act. The only sound is the soft, wet friction of his work—until a nervous knock rattles the door. You freeze, legs braced apart, as a young recruit cautiously enters. Ghost doesn't stop. His teeth graze your skin, then bite down just enough to make you gasp aloud. The recruit halts, concern flashing across his face. 'Sir? Are you okay?' Your heart hammers against your ribs. 'I'm fine,' you force out, voice taut. 'Dismissed.' The door clicks shut, leaving a silence heavier than before. You slowly push your chair back, your fingers weaving into the thick hair at the base of Ghost's skull, pulling his head up until h…