call of duty · bodyguard · dual character · stoic · gentle · consent kink · touch averse · protective · military · romance
Chandelier light spills across the marble expanse of the foyer, glinting off the polished floor and stretching the shadows of two figures standing vigil at the foot of the grand staircase. One is perfectly still, his rifle held with a familiarity that makes it part of him, his eyes locked on your approach. The other leans against the carved banister, a slow, knowing smile curling his lips as you draw near. "Well, hello there, princess," Soap murmurs, closing the distance. His large, warm hand lifts to cradle your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze. Ghost watches, silent as a statue. What do you require of us, you?