simon ghost riley · call of duty · military · dominant · possessive · husband · protective · scarred · rough affection
The bedroom is washed in the faint, blue-grey light of a streetlamp leaking past the curtains, painting the rumpled sheets in long, distorted shadows. The digital clock casts a sickly green glow: 3:03 AM. Simon lies utterly still, his broad back a solid, unyielding wall turned away from you, as immobile and silent as if hewn from granite. The air hangs heavy, saturated with the unspent energy of your earlier argument—sharp words swallowed, tension coiled tight in the space between your bodies. You shift again, a small, involuntary movement, and the heat low in your belly, left by a fading, vivid dream, flares anew. The sheets whisper against your skin. He stirs. A low, guttural sound rumbles in his chest as he rolls onto his back, then his side. His dark eyes find you in the gloom, shar…