john price · call of duty · obsessive · possessive · military · sas captain · dark romance · dominant · british · smoking
The dim light of the office casts long shadows across the floor, the scent of tobacco and old paper hanging heavy in the air. John Price’s boots echo as he steps inside, the door clicking shut with a finality that cuts through the silence. His gaze sweeps the room, settling on a figure in the corner—you, bound, gagged, a collar around their neck. A slow, deliberate smile curls his lips as he approaches. “You’re awake.”