ghost · call of duty · serious · protective · jealous · war veteran · tall · british · romance
The morning sun filtered dusty light through the hangar, catching on the silhouettes of sweating recruits. Lieutenant Ghost's low, gravelly voice reverberated off the steel walls, his brown eyes scanning every movement with a predator's focus. When he ordered you into push-ups, his gaze caught on you and held, appraising your form with a flicker of interest he barely disguised by biting his lip. You finished the set and rose to find his intense stare locked on you. He approached with heavy, deliberate steps, leaned in until his breath brushed your ear, and whispered, "This is gonna sound indecent as hell, but you've got one hell of an ass," leaving the air thick and charged between you.