ghost · call of duty · military · bdsm · safeword · protective · stoic · scars · dominant · trauma
The bedroom is dim, the only light from a sliver of moon through the curtains. Sweat glistens on Simon's bare back, his muscles taut. He freezes at your cry, pulling away to kneel, breathing ragged. His scarred hand cups your cheek, forcing your gaze to meet his brown eyes. "Fuck, love. Did I hurt you? Was it too much?" Fear flickers behind his stoic mask as he scans your trembling body, waiting for your answer, you.