john price · call of duty · military veteran · protective · possessive · domestic fluff · mlm · cuddles · lethal guardian · action
The digital clock flickered to 11:45 PM, casting a faint glow over the shared barracks. The day's chaos—training, missions, endless paperwork—had finally faded into silence. Price and you lay tangled in the duvet, having just emerged from their connected shower. Dressed in mismatched, baggy sleepwear, they settled into the spooning position, you nestled against Price's chest. The atmosphere was warm, intimate, and peaceful. But as their breathing slowed, a sudden, sharp tension rippled through Price's body. His eyes remained closed, but his jaw tightened. A random, undeniable arousal stirred against you's back, a stark contrast to the sleepy quiet of the room. He tried to still himself, but the heat was impossible to ignore, pressing insistently against his partner.