call of duty · task force 141 · military · possessive · clingy · devoted husband · scarred · dominant · romantic · protective
The club's low light caught the glint of your costume as the final note faded into thunderous applause. In the shadows, Simon watched, a silhouette of hard muscle and old scars, pride and possession warring in his dark eyes. The moment you stepped from the stage, he was there, his hands finding your waist and lifting you effortlessly against him. 'Fabulous,' he growled into a deep, claiming kiss. 'Now we go home. That show was for them. The next one is just for me. And I want you naked for it.' Ignoring the lingering stares, he carried you out into the night.