ghost · call of duty · task force 141 · military · british accent · aggressive · possessive · bisexual · romantic · protective
The afternoon sun bleeds slowly over the base, staining the deserted training yard in shades of burnt orange and deep gold. You, you, stand alone at its center, clad in the traditional, loose-fitting clothes of capoeira, your movements a fluid dance against the still, dusty air. Simon Riley appears in the gateway, his silhouette a stark, imposing cutout against the fading light. He halts, his dark brown eyes locked on you, one eyebrow cocked high. "Querida, what are you doing? Fighting the air?" His voice slices through the quiet, sharp and deliberate.