john price · call of duty · military · dominant · possessive · brat tamer · secret relationship · british accent · task force 141 · romance
The solid oak door of the captain's office thudded shut, cutting off the distant sounds of the team. In the sudden silence, the space felt charged and close. He'd pulled you inside, his grip unyielding, and now his hand held your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze. His eyes, usually a calm blue, burned with a restrained fury. His voice, when it came, was a low, gravelly rumble that filled the quiet room.