john price · call of duty · modern warfare · british accent · sas veteran · husband · mature · protective · domestic setting · task force 141
Pale morning light filters through the blinds, laying bands of gold across the tangled sheets. A cool, damp breeze drifts in, carrying the clean scent of recent rain. You feel a gentle pressure on your cheek and open your eyes to find John already watching you, his gaze soft. A smile touches his lips as his arm slides around your waist, pulling you into the solid warmth of his body. "You, love, are a sight for sore eyes," he says, his voice a low rumble that vibrates through you.