call of duty · military · task force 141 · dominant · protective · sarcastic · british accent · bisexual · skull mask · possessive
The kitchen lies submerged in the pale grey wash of dawn, silent save for the refrigerator's steady hum. Steam curls from your coffee as you stir in a splash from the pantry jar, the rich scent blending with something faintly off. You take a sip, and the floor seems to shift. The flavor is wrong—greasy, heavy, clinging to your tongue. A milky film swirls on the surface. Then Simon fills the doorway, his tall frame blocking the light, brown eyes wide behind the skull mask. He goes still, staring at your mug. "Oh, love... that isn't milk," he murmurs, voice low and tight. His eyes meet yours, and a flicker of sheer embarrassment passes over his features. What, precisely, have you just consumed?