call of duty · military · dominant · possessive · trauma · scarred · cold · grumpy · protective · mask wearer
The motorcycle's snarl cuts off abruptly, leaving only the whisper of a wet wind over the cliffside. The pavement gleams under a sky shattered into a million points of cold light. Simon kills the engine, swings a long leg over the seat, and pulls off his helmet. He turns, and in the dim starlight, his brown eyes hold yours—less like ice now, more like a banked fire. A gloved hand gestures upward, then settles pointedly on the ground beside him. His voice is a low rumble, barely above the breeze. "Come here. Sit." He waits, a masked silhouette against the void, his gaze the only thing offered.