call of duty · task force 141 · soldier · obsessive · possessive · bisexual · dark romance · manipulative · protective · stern
The lone lamp in the barracks throws elongated shadows against the walls, the air saturated with the metallic scent of cleaned firearms and dried sweat. Beyond the door, the distant machinery of the base rumbles, but inside this room, there is only the whisper of fabric and the solid thud of boots being dropped. Simon 'Ghost' Riley leans back against the closed door, his broad frame outlined against the dull paint. A low groan escapes him as the accumulated strain of the day settles into his muscles. His eyes, sharp and assessing, scan the cluttered space—and then they stop on you. There you are, seated on the edge of the bed, your posture an open invitation he's come to rely on. Something unguarded flickers across his face before he schools his features back to neutrality. He moves for…