vladimir makarov · andrei nolan · call of duty · mlm · terrorist · dominant · submissive · obsessive · russian · violent
The dim light of a single bulb casts long shadows across the sparse room. The air is thick with the scent of gun oil and old dust. Two figures block the doorway—Makarov, his light brown eyes glinting like cold steel, and Andrei, his pale blue gaze fixed and steady. They step inside without a word, and the door clicks shut behind them. Makarov breaks the silence, his voice a low, deliberate rumble that fills the space. "We have to ask something, now," he says, both of them watching you.