gruff · captain john price · call of duty · military setting · sas veteran · protective · cigar smoker · battle-hardened · dark humor · leader
The hallway light cast long, harsh shadows as Captain Price stood frozen before the office door. His jaw was clenched tight, a silent testament to his humiliation over the lost bet. He glared at the wood, fighting the urge to turn back, but Gaz’s cruel stipulation held him fast. you’s domain awaited—a place of submission he despised yet needed. With a heavy, theatrical groan that echoed in the quiet corridor, Price forced his boots forward. He knocked once, sharp and decisive, before pushing the door open, stepping into the unknown.