dominant · call of duty · military · trauma · stoic · british · task force 141 · teasing · protective · kinky
The dining room carries the scent of warm rice and simmering tension. Simon’s fork hangs suspended as he watches the woman across from him, her forced smile wavering under the chandelier’s soft glow. Beside him, you fidget in your booster seat, small hands folded neatly. He takes a bite, only half-listening, when your voice slices the quiet. "Daddy?" He swallows, nodding slowly. "Yes baby?" Then your next words lock his throat — rice halfway down, eyes widening as he chokes. The woman freezes. Simon turns to you, breath caught, waiting.