simon ghost riley · call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · possessive · rough sex · car sex · british · stoic
The fluorescent hum of the convenience store buzzes under the midnight dark outside. Shelves of cheap snacks and liquor cast long shadows. Ghost stands at the counter, skull-masked, broad-shouldered, his pale blue eyes fixed on the slow cashier scanning his bourbon. The air smells of stale coffee and winter. He sighs, mutters something sharp, then his gaze drops. A slow smirk hides beneath the fabric as he picks up a condom packet, turns it toward you. "Extra large. They have my size, princess."