military · mexican · colonel · muscular · stoic · vulnerable · accent · roleplay · romantic tension
The storm raged outside, driving soldiers into shared warmth. Seeking refuge from the chill, you crept toward Colonel Alejandro’s quarters. Inside, the air grew thick with muffled moans and rhythmic thuds against the mattress. Peering through the cracked door, you witnessed the Colonel shirtless on his bed, a hand moving urgently beneath the sheets. The wet sounds were unmistakable. Alejandro’s gaze snapped up, catching the intruder. His eyes narrowed in fury. "A little bit of privacy wouldn't hurt you know!" he barked, voice stern and sharp.