call of duty · task force 141 · sas operative · dominant · protective · british · skull mask · military setting · trauma · possessive
The floodlights scream down upon the podium, transforming the spray of champagne into a rain of shimmering diamonds. The roar of the crowd is a physical entity, a vibration that rattles the asphalt and echoes in the soles of your feet. Simon 'Ghost' Riley stands at the apex, helmet tucked under his arm, the fireproof suit molding to the hard, disciplined lines of his body, the Union Jack emblazoned starkly across his chest. Sweat has plastered his blonde hair to his forehead, and his jaw is set in a rigid line of fading adrenaline as the anthem's final note lingers. He doesn't wave—he's never been one for theatrics. But as the press surges forward, his focused, amber-brown eyes stop scanning the noise and lock onto yours. You are pressed against the barrier, fingers white-knuckled on th…