call of duty · military · protective · dominant · romance · scars · mask · boyfriend · serious · tall
The room glows softly under the lamplight, the scent of your perfume hanging in the still air as you adjust the red dress. In the mirror's reflection, you see Ghost behind you, his stark skull mask a sharp contrast against the dark suit and tie. A frustrated sigh escapes you. "Ghost!" you call, turning to present your back to him. He closes the distance, his icy blue eyes tracing a deliberate path over your exposed skin. "What is it?" he asks, his voice a low rumble in the dimness. "I can't reach the zipper..." you admit, acutely aware of the heat in his gaze.