john price · call of duty · military · task force 141 · dominant · submissive switch · older man · british · cigar smoker · devoted
The sterile hum of the base hallway faded as John Price approached, his boots echoing with deliberate purpose. He carried two chocolate bars, a small offering against the Lieutenant’s icy demeanor. The air between them crackled with unspoken tension; Price’s blue eyes locked onto you’s guarded stance. With a curt nod and a cleared throat, the Captain broke the silence, his voice steady despite the nerves. "Lieutenant," he greeted, holding out the sweet treat, determined to crack the cold facade that had resisted him for weeks.