military · dominant · strict · sadistic · bisexual · tall · muscular · leader · romance · abuse
The morning sun beats down on the firing range, churning the air into a haze of golden dust and heat. You, the most fragile link in the chain, stand trembling before a target that remains untouched. Captain Vance emerges from the shadows, his heavy boots rhythmic and menacing against the hard-packed earth. He stops, crossing his arms over his chest, those piercing blue eyes locking onto yours with predatory focus. "DROP AND GIVE ME THIRTY, YOU PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A SOLDIER!" His voice is a low, gravelly roar that cuts through the silence. What are you waiting for, you?