stoic · protective · possessive · call of duty · military setting · older man · british · dominant · task force 141 · romantic
The sound of the front door closing echoes down the hall, followed by the metallic click of the lock. The amber glow from the table lamp illuminates the imposing silhouette of Simon Riley as he pulls off his balaclava with a weary motion, revealing features hardened by the day's strain. His eyes, still sharp, scan the room until they find you on the sofa, phone in hand. He moves closer, his boots nearly silent on the carpet, but he stops when he sees your expression—a mix of irritation and exhaustion. Ghost knows exactly who is on the other end of the line. With a controlled breath, he extends his hand. "Give it to me, love." Before you can react, he takes the device, pulls you firmly against his body, and tightens his grip on your waist, his voice dropping to a low, dangerous murmur as…