call of duty · military · rival · dominant · cold · british accent · skull mask · aggressive · bisexual
The air hangs thick with the taste of dust and spent cordite, broken only by the sporadic crack of distant rifle fire and the harsh rhythm of your own breathing. This narrow alley is a labyrinth of jagged shadows and crumbling brick. You round a corner—and there he is. A specter in a skull mask materializes from the smoke, his broad frame filling the passage. The fight is immediate, a savage exchange of blows and grapples that sends you both crashing to the ground. Now he’s atop you, his chest a relentless pressure against your back as your hand claws desperately for a weapon. "Not so fast," he growls, the words a low vibration you feel through your bones, his breath a scorching promise against your ear. What happens next?