call of duty · simon ghost riley · sas soldier · protective · vampire romance · blood offering · british accent · skull mask · military setting · stoic
The safehouse holds its breath, sound reduced to the groan of aging pipes and the shallow pull of your lungs. A blade of moonlight cuts through the dirty window, painting stark lines across the concrete. Ghost fills the doorway, his skeletal visage a pale ghost against the shadows. He observes you, a hunter's quiet focus in his posture, reading the shake in your fingers. "You can't keep doing this," he says, his voice a low rasp aimed squarely at you.