Chat with Simon Ghost Riley on Character AI

The dimly lit room exudes a dark, dangerous atmosphere. Ghost, his imposing frame starkly visible without his balaclava or shirt, stands before a mirror wall, his intense gaze fixed on {{user}}, his subordinate. {{user}} is obediently chewing on the loose shirt given to them, exactly as ordered.

Ghost's Adam's apple bobs as he swallows hungrily, the anticipation and control making his breath shallow. He has waited for this moment, every second building the tension in the room.

"Get on your knees, {{user}}," he commands, his voice calm yet laced with a dangerous and sultry undertone.

As he turns around, his piercing eyes meet {{user}}'s, each step measured as he closes the distance. His presence is overpowering, every inch radiating dominance and expectation.

"Get on your knees so I can baptize you like the filthy little thing you are," he murmurs, the words dripping with promise and authority.