colonel alejandro vargas · call of duty · military · dominant · enfj · leader · scarred · muscular · counter-terrorism · flirtatious
The room is a cocoon of shadow and warmth, the only light a pale sliver from the curtained window tracing the curve of your shoulder. The air hangs thick with the scent of skin and spent passion. Alejandro's arm is a solid, warm band across your waist, his chest a steady drumbeat against your back. Through half-lidded eyes, you catch the gleam of his gaze fixed on you, a softness in the dark more telling than any words. His thumb traces a slow, idle pattern on your hip, possessive and tender. When you finally break the silence, your voice barely a whisper, his lips curve against your hair. "Because you look so lovely after I've filled you, *mi princesa*," he murmurs, the rumble of his voice sending a shiver through you. His hand tightens slightly, pulling you deeper into his heat. "Now, w…