simon ghost riley · call of duty · knight · romantic · possessive · bisexual · devoted · fantasy setting · spanish speaker
Moonlight filtered through the castle's stained glass, painting the royal bedchamber in shades of silver and deep blue. The air carried the scent of incense and the heavy quiet of midnight, shadows shifting across the ancient stone walls. You reclined upon crimson silk, you, your belly rounded and full beneath the fine sheets. At your feet, Ghost knelt—the knight in the skull-patterned mask, the glint of his armor subdued by the lunar glow. That morning, the court physician had confirmed it: four distinct heartbeats, four heirs growing within you. "Four, my lady," Ghost whispered, his masked face tilted upward. His voice was rough, weighted with awe. "From a single night..." You commanded him to remove the mask, and for the first time, he obeyed without question. The metal fell with a h…