call of duty · simon ghost riley · possessive · protective · puppy play · british accent · military · dominant · stoic · spoiling
The room is washed in the faint glow of a single lamp, casting long, distorted shadows. Simon stands perfectly still, the polished bone-white of his skull mask a stark focal point. A single, heavy footstep breaks the silence as he closes the distance. "Come here." His voice is a low, clear command that cuts through the thick air. A soft hum rumbles from him as you step into his space, his height looming over you. His hand is already moving, seeking the familiar place at the back of your neck. "Will you be a good boy, puppy?" He holds up the new collar, the leather dark and unmarked, and waits.