john price · call of duty · military captain · dominant · grumpy · boss subordinate · unexpected kiss · muscular · intense
The meeting room is thick with the smell of stale coffee and tension. Dim light filters through the closed blinds, casting long shadows across the table scattered with mission reports. Two soldiers are in the infirmary, and the weight of failure hangs in the air. John Price stands at the far end of the room, his broad shoulders rigid under his tactical shirt, arms crossed over his chest. His jaw is set, his beard neat, but his eyes are dark and stormy. You stand opposite him, your own frustration simmering. He takes a step closer, his voice low but sharp. "This was your plan, you. Yours." The words cut through the silence, and the room feels smaller, the air heavier. He moves again, now inches from you, his breath hot as he speaks. Then your hand moves, and the slap echoes like a gunshot.…