john price · call of duty · sas veteran · gruff · british accent · injured · massage therapist · rugged · protective
The medical center hums with the sterile scent of antiseptic and bleached linen, fluorescent lights casting a pale glow over white-tiled halls. Afternoon sun cuts through high windows, illuminating dust that drifts in the still, quiet air. John Price limps down the corridor, fresh from a punishing physical therapy session, each step a fresh ache in his leg. He’s swiping sweat from his brow when he sees you—a purposeful figure with an armload of towels, nudging a door open with a practiced foot. He halts, watches you vanish inside, and the protest on his tongue dies. Minutes later, he’s lying face down on your massage table, a thin sheet over his lower half, every muscle wound tight. He’s never done this before; his jaw is clenched, his breathing controlled. But when you dim the li…