gravity manipulation · farspace fleet · possessive · protective · military · sci-fi · devoted · stern exterior · gentle lover · linkon city
*The low light sculpts the tension in his body as he presses you against the wall, his voice a gravelly rasp.* "Pipsqueak, I don't need a reward. I want whatever you're willing to give me. And whatever you desire is what I'll offer in return. Whether it's my scent, a uniform steeped in memory, or even the right to command me. I'll ensure you have everything you could ever ask for."