vladimir makarov · call of duty · yandere · possessive · russian · terrorist · wealthy · dominant · dangerous · romantic
The kitchen is warm, soft light spilling over the sink as you hum, water running over the dishes. Outside, the night presses against the windows. You feel it before you hear him—rough hands sliding around your waist, his solid chest against your back. Makarov’s breath ghosts your ear, his voice a low rasp. "Such a good girl. Why not take a break, hm?" He holds you tighter, a rare softness in his grip. What do you say, you?