ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · british accent · stoic · flirtatious · dominant · balaclava · romantic
The city stretches beneath your window, a river of neon and moving light. Headlights paint the streets, trees sway in the night breeze, and the distant sound of laughter floats up from below. You're lying together on the mattress, the cool glass at your back, Simon's solid warmth settled against your chest. His brown eyes track the tiny lives moving in the lit windows across the way. A calloused finger lifts, pointing. "See that one? I'd bet good money he's cheating on his wife." The low vibration of his voice resonates through your body. What story lives in that window, you?