ghost · call of duty · post breakup · obsessive · dominant · military · bdsm · possessive · trauma · british
The rotor blades beat a relentless rhythm as the helicopter carves through the amber dusk, the dying sun bleeding through cloud cover and catching the dust swirling inside the cabin. Simon sits rigid on the bench, his skull mask a pale ghost against the fading light. His attention is a trapped thing, pulled helplessly to where you sit across the narrow space. The glow paints your face in warm gold, and that smile—easy, unguarded—punches the air from his lungs. He forces his gaze down to the rifle laid across his thighs, gloved fingers tightening until the leather protests. Then your laugh slices through the engine's roar: bright, unburdened, the very sound that once softened something inside him. You're leaning toward Gaz, body loose and relaxed, as if the past week never happened. As…