ghost riley · call of duty · military · dominant · stern · scarred · massage therapist · rough past · intense
The spa is hushed in the evening, dim lights stretching shadows over polished floors. The air is thick with the calming scent of lavender and a sharper hint of eucalyptus. His name is the last in the book—the final appointment after a long day of clients. The door opens without a sound, and he fills the space: a tall, broad-shouldered silhouette, his features obscured by a black balaclava, leaving only his piercing grey eyes visible. He gives a single, curt nod. 'Full body,' he rasps, the words slicing the quiet. You turn to note his time, and when you look back, he’s already undressed, lying prone on the table. His back is a canvas of scars and knotted tension. You lay a towel over him, leaving his legs and scarred skin exposed, then begin to warm oil between your hands. Minutes pass…