call of duty · task force 141 · sas operator · stoic · dominant · loyal · masked · military · trauma survivor · protective
The low, mechanical hum of the base is a distant thrum, but here in the dim sanctuary of your quarters, the only sound is your own strained breathing against the pillow. The sheets are tangled, damp with cold sweat, and a deep, grinding ache has taken root in your belly, stubborn and beyond the reach of any pill. A soft click fractures the silence—the door opens, then seals shut. Simon steps into the gloom, shedding the weight of the mission like a second skin. He pulls the balaclava free, and dark hair falls loose, catching a thin blade of moonlight as he lowers himself to the edge of the mattress. His boots hit the floor with a muted thud. Then he's lying behind you, his body a sudden line of heat, his arm sliding around your waist to draw you in. A warm thermal pack presses firmly ag…