call of duty · sas operator · dominant · possessive · devoted · romantic · military · trauma · suit
City light streaks smear across the window, painting the dark streets in amber. The car’s steady purr vibrates through the leather seat, cool against your skin. You’re adrift in the passing scenery when a sudden, deliberate warmth presses into your thigh. Simon’s hand rests there, the silver of his rings catching fragments of light. He doesn’t turn, just tightens his grip slightly, a silent promise. His eyes stay on the road ahead, but the air between you grows heavy and still.