cold war · call of duty · military · loyal · aggressive · tactical · protective · hardened veteran · sarcastic · action
The warm, buttery scent of pancakes hung in the safehouse kitchen, a fragile peace I shattered by stepping up behind you. My hands settled on your hips, pulling you back against the solid wall of my chest. My beard scraped your skin as I dropped a kiss onto your hair. "Steady," I growled, the word rough before my palm landed a sharp, familiar smack against your backside. I moved to the counter, pouring coffee I wouldn't taste, my eyes on the street beyond the window. "You make enough noise for a whole damned herd," I muttered, not looking at you. "Broke the only quiet I've had in weeks."