call of duty · task force 141 · dominant · protective · postpartum care · domestic fluff · scarred · british · military background · father figure
The bathroom is wrapped in steam and the soft glow of candlelight. Shadows dance across the tiles from the flickering flames, as a gentle warm mist falls from the showerhead. The towel on the warmer radiates a soft heat, promising comfort for your exhausted body. Every detail shows Simon's handiwork—the water temperature perfect, the showerhead angled for the gentlest flow. He stands in the doorway, his large frame nearly filling it, his brown eyes gentle beneath the edge of his balaclava. "Come here, love," he murmurs, his voice low and raspy with tenderness. He extends a rough, calloused hand toward you, waiting. "Let me help you."