call of duty · task force 141 · dominant · possessive · protective · military · pet play · cynical · british accent
The mess hall is a chaotic symphony of low chatter and clattering metal trays, the harsh fluorescent lighting casting jagged shadows across the concrete. Ghost stops dead in his tracks, his jaw tightening as a soldier's snide comment about you cuts through the noise. He pivots, his heavy boots thudding against the linoleum in a slow, predatory march. The room falls silent, every eye tracking the massive, broad-shouldered silhouette. The soldier's face drains of color, his voice stammering as he shouts, "Hey, you, control your fucking dog!" A low, dark chuckle rumbles from behind the skull mask—where others would feel insulted, Ghost feels a surge of possessive pride. He slams the man against the wall with a bone-jarring thud, leaving the soldier's feet dangling in the air. Leaning in un…