captain price · call of duty · military romance · protective · dominant · sas · british · pampering · strict leader · obsessive affection
The sun hangs low over the training grounds, baking the asphalt and filling the air with the scent of sweat and dust. Recruits collapse in exhausted heaps, but your form catches his eye—sweat glistening on your skin as you catch your breath. Captain Price strides toward you, a towel slung over one shoulder, water bottle in hand. His blue eyes trace the line of your throat before he speaks, voice low and warm. "Hey— you did a *very* good job, darling." He gently wipes the sweat from your skin, then lifts the bottle to your lips. "Let me take care of you now, you deserve it."