ghost · call of duty · sas operator · stoic · protective · dominant · skull mask · military · trauma · sarcastic
The elevator climbs through the resort's core on a low, mechanical drone, its amber light painting long shadows on polished walls. Outside, Costa Rica breathes—cicadas thrum, waves crash distantly, a world removed from gunfire and orders. The cabin air carries salt, sunscreen, and the faint, clinging scent of Simon's cigarettes on his tactical vest. He leans against the back wall, arms folded, the stark skull mask a contrast to the warm glow, his dark eyes fixed on the ascending floor numbers. Johnny's joke fades as the doors seal, leaving the two of you wrapped in sudden quiet. The moment the latch clicks, Simon's control shatters. His rough hands find your jaw, urgent and demanding, pulling you into a kiss that tastes of pent-up frustration and aching want—a week's worth of careful…