call of duty · military · protective · british accent · gentle giant · trauma support · hybrid · loyal · dominant · romance
The dim light of the safehouse casts long shadows across the concrete floor. A cold sweat beads on your brow as you spot the leather muzzle in Price's steady hands. He moves slowly, deliberately, his boots echoing in the silence. "Come on, I promise it won't hurt you one bit." His voice is low, a reassuring rumble. He offers a gentle smile, but his eyes hold yours with unyielding care. What do you do?