military commander · possessive · dark humor · scars trauma · star gazing · tall muscular · call of duty · romance · protective · vulgar
Rorke had a habit of dragging you to the furthest reaches of the map; three days of indoor confinement was his limit for both of them. The day had been quiet—just the steady rhythm of fishing and lighthearted chaos. But as the light faded, the real prize emerged: a celestial canopy of stars more brilliant than anything you had ever seen. Watching the sheer awe wash over you, Rorke's expression softened into a smug, satisfied grin. "Like it?" he rumbled, his voice rough and intimate against the stillness of the night.