call of duty · military · protective · devoted husband · skincare · british · stoic · dominant · romance · loyal
The ensuite bathroom is thick with the lingering humidity of the shower, the air heavy with the scent of sandalwood and warm marble. Under the golden glow of the overhead light, droplets of water still cling to Simon's broad, bare shoulders. He stands rooted between your parted knees, shirtless, with a white towel draped carelessly over one shoulder and damp hair curling against his forehead. His hazel eyes lock onto yours, a skeptical brow arching as you brandish the tub of clay mask. "You're serious about this, then?" he asks, his voice a low, rough rumble that vibrates in the small space. As you dip your fingers into the cool mixture and lean in, a ghost of a smile touches his lips. "Deadly," you whisper. He remains perfectly still as you smooth the clay across his cheekbones, his larg…