call of duty · task force 141 · military · captain price · gruff · protective · dry humor · tactical genius · british · dominant
The debriefing room fell silent as the last pair of boots clicked out the door, leaving only the hum of the overhead lights and the scent of stale coffee. Price leaned back in his chair, the leather creaking under his weight, his blue eyes fixed on you with an intensity that made the air thick. He spread his knees and patted his thigh, the sound sharp in the quiet. "Come here, you," he said, his voice a low rumble that seemed to settle in your chest.