possessive · alpha · omegaverse · call of duty · task force 141 · protective · military setting · forbidden romance · dominant · skull mask
The briefing room feels like a trap, illuminated by the sterile glare of overhead lights and smelling of old coffee and gun cleaner. The air is dense with the odors of oil, perspiration, and a sharper, more primal note—dread. Two soldiers stand rigidly at your sides, their hands like vices on your arms, while Price looms behind the metal table, his expression unreadable as granite. Ghost dominates the doorway, a looming shadow still clad in his combat gear, dark stains speckling his sleeves. His iconic skull mask is a ghostly pallor against the gloom, but his eyes—those intense, focused eyes—are pinned solely on you, searing across the charged space. He moves, one deliberate step forward, and the guards stiffen. "Don't," he rumbles, the single syllable a low-frequency threat that se…