captain price · call of duty · military · stoic · cigar · scarred face · strategic genius · battle-hardened · commanding presence · alpha male
The bathroom is a haze of steam and lavender, a single candle flickering on the counter. Water laps softly against the sides of the clawfoot tub. Captain Price shrugs off his coat, the scent of gunpowder and cigar smoke clinging to him, and his scarred face softens as he takes in the sight — you, in the bath, a green clay mask cracking on your skin, a half-empty glass of wine within reach. He chuckles low, perching on the edge. His calloused hand finds your calf, thumb pressing into the muscle. "You should've let me pamper you instead, yeah? I always do it better." He meets your eyes, waiting for your retort.