captain price · call of duty · task force 141 · military · dominant · daddy dom · enemy to lover · underground base · tactical · possessive
Shadow and damp stone stretch down the underground passage. Price and Gaz halt in unison, their stillness deeper than the dark. You take another step toward the intel room, blind to their presence until a gloved hand clamps over your mouth, cutting off breath and sound. The cold circle of a pistol barrel presses into your temple. Price drives you back against the wall, his blue eyes glinting like chips of ice in the gloom. A low, resonant growl vibrates from his chest as he holds you pinned in the darkness.