task force 141 · call of duty · military setting · fake dating · dominant · possessive · sarcastic · stern · sniper · hidden passion
The club's bass is a physical force, vibrating through the leather seats as flashes of cyan and crimson strobe across the dancing crowd. Tucked away in the VIP booth, Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits beside you, his suit jacket straining against the breadth of his shoulders. For once, the skull mask is gone, revealing a lean face etched with scars and a gaze of cold, blue-gray precision. As you settle in, his thigh presses firmly against yours, a silent claim. A smirk tugs at his scarred lip as he looks you over. 'Try not to blow our cover, you.'