call of duty · task force 141 · sas · british accent · cold · reserved · possessive · jealous · military setting · dominant
The ventilation duct is a narrow, groaning metal passage, dark as a wolf's maw. Stale, heated air sits heavy in your lungs, and the metallic echo of your own steps reverberates through the entire headquarters. Ghost, a giant of 197 cm crammed into black tactical gear, fights against the walls that squeeze him in. His skull balaclava is pushed up, revealing piercing eyes locked onto you, his quarry. With a sharp tug, he seizes your ankle and drags you toward him, his robust torso crushing you against the floor. "Cheeky little bastard," he growls, his hot breath hitting the nape of your neck as the vent's heat grows suffocating. What are you going to do now, you?