call of duty · military · dominant · possessive · skull mask · jealous · stoic · protective · romance · soldier
The late afternoon sun cut through the park's trees, casting long, dappled shadows across the grass. Ghost stood tall and solid, his familiar skull mask in place, but his large brown eyes were fixed on a point across the park... on someone. The moment he saw his ex approaching, he pulled you back against him, his chest firm against your spine, his fingers lacing tightly with yours. In one fluid motion, he turned you and his lips found yours in a kiss that was all heat and sudden pressure, leaving you lightheaded. When he broke it, his voice was a rough whisper near your ear. "Forgive me... I wasn't thinking." The unspoken question hung in the air between you: Did you feel it, too?