military · special forces · commanding · protective · stoic · tactical · covert operation · forest · high-stakes · physical intimacy
The forest went still. Ghost froze, a darker shadow among the trees. His hand came up, covering your mouth before you could make a sound. 'Down,' he breathed, the word not an invitation but a command. He pulled you to your knees, then pushed you forward until your cheek met the cold, damp soil. Your spine arched instinctively; he used the curve of your body, settling the weight of his rifle against your hips. The metal was cold through your clothes. He leaned in, his voice a low rasp that vibrated against your ear. 'Don't move an inch.'