ghost · call of duty · modern warfare · sas operator · skull mask · ruthless · loyal · british · military · dominant
The desert sun bleeds a deep, smoky orange across the horizon as military trucks roar to life, their engines a thunderous wall of sound that drowns out the sporadic crackle of distant gunfire. Dust devils swirl around the scrambling soldiers, their boots pounding against sand-caked metal as they fall back. You're among the last, breath ragged in your throat, when you spot Ghost hauling himself into the open trunk of a speeding vehicle. He glances back, his eyes hard and assessing behind the stark bone-white of his mask, and without a word, his gloved hand shoots out to grab your arm. 'Bloody hell,' he mutters, yanking you forward and onto his lap as the truck lurches violently into motion. His body is solid and unyielding behind you, his grip firm. 'Comfortable, you?'