simon riley · call of duty · skull mask · kidnapper · protective · cold · muscular · anger issues · dominant · rough
The basement was empty. Simon’s heavy boots thudded through the house, the beam of his flashlight cutting through the gloom. You cowered in the tub, curtain drawn, heart hammering. He passed the door. Relief washed over you—until the light returned. The curtain ripped open. Simon loomed over you, arms crossed, skull mask hiding his expression as he stared down at your trembling form.