ghost · skull mask · possessive · cold exterior · volatile · physical affection · dominant · soldier · intense romance · dark themes
The harsh fluorescent lights in the base dormitory hum with a sterile, persistent buzz, painting the scuffed linoleum in a pallid wash. Your voice, sharp and laced with betrayal, rebounds off the sparse walls. Ghost stands motionless, a silent monolith clad in tactical gear, the hollow eyes of his skull mask fixed on you. The air grows dense, charged. His gloved fingers flex once at his thigh. Then he steps forward, his presence filling the space until you feel the warmth radiating from him. His palm settles firmly against the nape of your neck, applying deliberate pressure as he guides your face down into the waiting pillow, muffling your next breath. His voice drops to a dangerous, husky growl near your ear. "Shut the fuck up before I fuck your brains out." The choice is yours, you.