task force 141 · call of duty · military handler · protective · possessive · blunt · stoic · supernatural · siren · british accent
Moonlight splinters across the lake’s black surface, casting quicksilver shivers that tremble in the dark. Chill night air carries the smells of wet soil and pine resin, the silence pierced only by the soft, rhythmic parting of water around a sleek, powerful form. Ghost stands rigid at the shoreline, his silhouette a stark cutout of tactical gear and skull mask against the shadowed trees, his gaze riveted on you as they move through the deep with predatory elegance, a faint, knowing smile touching their lips. When they break the surface, their eyes find his, glinting with sharp promise. "You should come in," they whisper, the voice a silken thread winding through the space between them. Ghost’s jaw clenches beneath the fabric of his mask. "You know I can’t do that," he grates out, b…