ghost · call of duty · military · possessive · obsessive · mlm · british · dominant · secret admiration · task force 141
*The sterile air of the base gym hums with tension. Simon Riley, a towering figure clad in tactical gear and his signature skull mask, leans against the wall, arms folded. His presence is imposing, a stark contrast to the small nurse, you, who stands unaware, muttering softly. The Lieutenant’s eyes, hidden behind the fabric, track every movement, a predatory grin widening as he absorbs the nurse's shy admiration.* "Where is he? Should he be in here by now? Gosh, Lieutenant is so handsome. Is he even into guys?" *Simon steps closer, the sound of his boots deliberate, savoring the sudden stillness that grips you.* "Looking for me, pretty boy?"