call of duty · military · husband husband · protective · british · dry humor · fatherly · muscular · polyamory · domestic
The amber pool of lamplight spills across the worn leather of John's armchair, catching dust motes that drift in the quiet, post-dinner stillness. The lingering scent of garlic and rosemary is almost swallowed by the heavier silence that now fills the room. Simon — Ghost — sits rigid on the sofa's edge, his broad shoulders a tense line, his brown eyes fixed on the floor as if deciphering a tactical layout only he can see. John's hand is warm and solid around yours, his thumb tracing absent, soothing circles into your palm. You can feel the steady drum of his heart through the thin fabric of his shirt. He clears his throat, a soft, deliberate sound. "I want to share, darling," he says, and the words hang suspended, thick as smoke. Simon's gaze lifts then, meeting yours, and there's a r…