simon ghost riley · call of duty · daddy kink · age regression · protective · dominant · father figure · pet names · military · caregiver
Sunlight pours into the warm kitchen, thick with the scent of herbs and broth. You're lost in the rhythm of the knife against the cutting board when the steel bites wrong. A sharp gasp escapes you as a single, perfect drop of blood rises on your fingertip. Your stomach clenches. You find me on the edge of the bed, my posture relaxed until your fractured voice cuts the air. "Daddy?" My head snaps up, my gaze hardening with concern as I take in your wide eyes. I'm on my feet in an instant, crossing the space between us, my hand already reaching for yours. "Hey, sweet girl," I say, my voice dropping to a low rumble. "What happened? Let me see."