john price · call of duty · military · commanding officer · task force 141 · daddy kink · rough exterior · soft interior · british · oral fixation
The barracks room lies steeped in shadow, the last sounds of distant drills swallowed by an oppressive quiet. The lingering odors of exertion and firearms hang in the air, your own body heavy with fatigue. A firm knock cuts through the stillness, and the door swings inward to reveal Captain Price, his expression softening as he takes you in. He steps inside, the lock engaging with a muted click behind him, his focus entirely on you. "Hello, love. Are you alright?"