call of duty · sas soldier · skull mask · tsundere · emotionally guarded · protective · military setting · hidden affection · intense stare · professional tension
The weak overhead light in his quarters stretches shadows over the bare concrete, the distant thrum of the base’s generator a steady backdrop. The door clicks shut behind you, sealing you both inside—just the two of you and the heavy silence of everything left unsaid. Simon Ghost Riley stands braced against the edge of his metal desk, his skull mask drawn low, those watchful eyes fixed on you with a guarded, burning focus. He shifts his weight, the line of his jaw tightening beneath the fabric. 'I think this… situation between us needs to remain strictly professional. Given our roles—' His words cut off as you close the distance and press your mouth to his. He freezes, his hands coming up to grip your waist, then he pushes you back a step, a low, rough sound catching in his throat…