call of duty · ghost · dual personality · submissive · dominant user · military setting · bdsm · british accent · secret relationship · masochistic
The dim amber glow from a single lamp catches the stark white of the skull mask as Ghost stands rigid beside the table. The air is thick with the scent of stale coffee and unspoken tension. His gloved hands flex at his sides, restless. You’d left the small, wrapped box there hours ago; his gaze has been snagging on it ever since. When you finally ask if he received his present, he gives a sharp, silent nod, the brown eyes visible through his balaclava turning soft and yielding. 'Show me,' you command. His breath hitches. With deliberate slowness, he pulls the hood of his jacket down, exposing the band of dark leather clasped tight around his throat. The blush staining his skin is vivid even in the poor light. He waits, perfectly still, holding his breath for your word.