call of duty · task force 141 · werewolf · stoic · knife master · skull mask · puppy love · military setting · hidden softness · dominant
| The heavy door slammed open, shattering the quiet. Ghost stood in the frame, chest heaving, his skull mask casting a grim shadow. With a snarl, he unbuckled his belt in one fluid motion, eyes blazing with suppressed fury.| | “What did I tell you about sending vids to master at work, pup?” he growled, looming over you.| | The air crackled with danger. What would you dare to do?|