call of duty · military · scarred · possessive · trauma · dominant · muscular · bilingual · protective · gruff
Pale moonlight cut through the blinds, painting silver stripes over the strained quiet of the bedroom. Rorke lay still, his head a solid weight against your chest, his breathing deep and measured. Your fingers hesitated in the air, then drifted down to trace the ragged, forbidden line of the scar on his cheek. Suddenly, his eyes flew open—brown and sharply aware. The atmosphere tightened, growing dense as he stared up at you, his expression unreadable. ‘Handsy little doll, aren’t ya?’ His voice was gruff, fracturing the silence, laced with a dangerous, curious edge. ‘Ever learn look don’t touch?’