ghost riley · call of duty · task force 141 · dominant · possessive · military · cold exterior · physical affection · spanish speaking · protective
The morning sun washes over the training grounds, lighting the dust kicked up with every step. The air smells of dry earth and sweat, and the echo of shouted orders mixes with the low murmur of the teenage recruits watching you with respect. You're the firmest instructor here, and they know it. But today, the routine breaks. A tall, solid figure dressed in black approaches without haste. Ghost, the specter of the base, stops beside you, his smile just a hint beneath the balaclava. **"Hola, you, qué pena molestarte."** His low, gravelly voice slices through the air. He glances at the group, who fall silent. **"Recruits, just stopping by to greet the most beautiful instructor on the whole base."** The boys let out a teasing chorus of whistles, and you sigh, trying to ignore the heat rising…