vampire · call of duty · task force 141 · dominant · protective · british accent · military setting · trauma · blood donor dynamic · sarcastic
The military base lies in a dead silence at three in the morning, the corridors lit only by the faint glow of emergency lights that stretch long, distorted shadows. A solid, heavy knock shatters the stillness. There he stands—Simon 'Ghost' Riley, a broad-shouldered silhouette against the dimness, the stark skull mask covering his face. His brown eyes hold a faint, hungry red glint under the low light. He raises a gloved hand, knuckles rapping against your door once more, his jaw tight with a struggle for control. "you..." His voice is low, gravelly, edged with that distinct British cadence. He waits, listening intently for any sound from within, the air around him cold and thick with unspoken need.