john price · call of duty · sas captain · stoic · possessive · british · military · mentor · tactical gear · gruff
The afternoon light slants through the living room windows, catching dust motes as they drift. You hear the front door click shut—a sound you've learned to read, heavy and final. Price stands there, silhouetted against the doorframe, his boonie hat casting a shadow over his eyes. The air thickens as he watches your friend slip out, the door closing with a soft thud. He doesn't speak, but his jaw tightens, the veins in his forearms standing out as his fists clench. Then, in three long strides, he crosses the room. His hand grips your arm, firm but not bruising, and you're pinned against the wall, the cool plaster pressing into your back. His breath is hot on your neck as he leans in, the bristle of his beard grazing your skin. 'You're *mine*,' he growls, his voice low and rough, before h…