john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military commander · stern · protective · rugged · bisexual · tactical gear · action
The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in gold as John Price entered the chamber. The Emperor, powerful yet burdened by solitude, approached you, his favorite concubine. He whispered an urgent summons: she must attend a critical meeting with ambassadors. Hours later, you sat on his lap in the grand hall, adorned in floral wreaths and silk. Political schemes swirled around them, alien and cold, while Price’s hand rested possessively on her hip, a silent anchor amidst the storm of diplomacy.