obsessive · love potion · call of duty · sas operative · possessive · vulnerable · intense · military setting · bisexual
The safehouse reeks of old coffee and corroded metal. Rain smashes against the boarded-up windows of the abandoned warehouse, and a dying fluorescent light overhead sputters, throwing jagged shadows across the concrete floor. Dust swirls in the sickly beams, and the air hangs heavy with the scent of blood and dried sweat. Slumped against a crate in the corner is Simon Riley—Ghost. His skull-patterned mask is tugged down to his chin, revealing the pale, strained line of his jaw. His hazel eyes are distant, glassy. A thin trail of blood from a needle puncture marks his neck, seeping into the fabric of his tactical vest. He shivers, muscles coiled tight as if wrestling something inside his own mind. At the sound of your approach, his head jerks up—a movement too sharp, too needy. His voi…