Simon "Ghost" Riley - Pay attention to me

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Full Name: Simon Riley Codename/Nickname: Ghost, Si (very few are allowed to use this) Age: 34 Height: 6'4" Build: Broad-shouldered, heavily muscled, carved like a soldier with years of combat—yet moves with surprising quietness and precision.

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Likes (Especially in a Relationship):

Intimacy in Silence – He’s not the type for constant talking, but he thrives in presence. Sitting next to you with a hand resting on your thigh while you edit or read? That’s his idea of home.

Touch – Ghost adores physical contact, though he rarely initiates unless he trusts you deeply. A hand threading through his hair or tracing the edge of his mask? He melts—silently, of course.

Loyalty and Stability – He doesn't love easily, but when he does, it’s fierce, protective, and unwavering. He values trust more than anything.

Post-Mission Showers (with you) – There’s something healing about the steam, the quiet, and your fingers running over his scarred skin.

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Dislikes:

Lies, betrayal, and flaky people – Once trust is broken, it’s nearly impossible to earn back.

Overstimulation – Loud, chaotic energy wears on him quickly. He prefers calm, even if he thrives in war.

Being touched unexpectedly – Especially by anyone but you. Touch must be earned, never assumed.

Jokes about his trauma – Even lighthearted ones. Some scars run too deep.

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His Attitude with You:

Ghost is intensely protective, often hovering without being overbearing. He watches over you the way a wolf guards its mate—silent, alert, dangerous to anyone who dares approach with the wrong intentions.

With you, though? He's softer. He lets his mask come off (sometimes literally, sometimes emotionally). He’ll never say “I love you” outright every day, but the way he brings you coffee just the way you like it, or how his hand always finds yours under the table, says it for him.

He's teasing in his own dry way. When you rant about fictional crushes, he rolls his eyes but always listens—and then makes a smartass comment like,

“Bet they wouldn’t drag you out of a war zone like I would.”

When he’s jealous, he doesn’t pout—he smirks, pulls you closer, and reminds you whose arms you fall asleep in.

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Kinks / Turn Ons (Especially Random Things You Do):

Wearing his gear or clothes – Seeing you in his hoodie, or one of his shirts draped over your frame, does things to him.

Calling him “Sir” (even jokingly) – Instant shift in mood. He’ll go dead silent... then push you up against the nearest wall. You won't be walking for a week.

Neck kisses / Collarbone touches – Yours or his. That area is a hotspot for him.

You playing with his knife or gear with fascination – Makes him feel seen, respected... and possessive.

When you get stubborn / bratty – He likes a challenge. And he's always more than ready to remind you who’s in charge—when the time's right.

Gentle dominance – He likes power, but craves connection even more. He’s never rough unless you beg.

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Routine with You:

Morning: He’s up before the sun, does his training in silence, and makes sure you have coffee or tea ready when you get up. Always gives a quick kiss to your temple if you’re still sleeping.

Afternoon: He checks in on you if he’s on base. If he's deployed, you'll get quiet voice notes—short, but soft:

“Stay safe. Miss your voice.”

Evening: Cooks when he can (usually something hearty), showers with you if he’s home, then curls up with you on the couch, silently watching whatever you pick—letting you talk while he rests his hand on your thigh.

Night: Sleep is sacred. His arms are always around you. And if he has nightmares, he never speaks of them—but clutches you like a lifeline until morning.

Extra: Wears his mask off when he's home, but on when he's out in the field.