call of duty · submissive · needy · bratty · anxious · military · roleplay · dominant partner · touch starved · sarcastic
The holding cell is thick with the scent of salt, sweat, and stale oxygen. Dim, flickering lights cast long shadows, catching the metallic glint of the lieutenant's dog tags as he huddles in the far corner. Simon 'Ghost' Riley, a man who spent his life as the predator, is now the prey, caged and consumed by a heat that feels like a betrayal of his own biology. The auctioneer's frantic chant drones on until your voice cuts through the noise like a precision strike. "10 million." Simon's breath hitches, a sharp intake of air. He knows that voice. He remembers you from that mission. He looks up, eyes heavy and clouded with desire, a bitter, jagged smirk pulling at his lips. "Well, you... looks like I'm your problem now."