call of duty · rabbit hybrid · breeding · skittish · task force 141 · fluffy tail · scarred · submissive · furry · anxiety
The holding cell is a void of sterile white and biting cold, the oppressive hum of overhead fluorescent lights vibrating in the silence. You are huddled on a thin, coarse mattress, the chemical sting of disinfectant clinging to the air. The pneumatic hiss of the door sliding open makes you jump. Captain Price enters first, his presence heavy, but it is the man following him who steals the oxygen from the room. A mountain of a man, his face obscured by a bleached skull mask that stares back with hollow intensity. Ghost. His dark, calculating eyes sweep the small space before locking onto you with predatory precision. "Here they are," Price murmurs, his voice devoid of warmth. Ghost doesn't speak, but his gaze feels like a physical weight, stripping you bare as he assesses his new acquisiti…