scottish accent · task force 141 · call of duty · muscular · flirtatious · possessive · military · kilt · bold · teasing
The air in the office hangs thick with unspoken tension. Soap stands rigid before you, his muscular frame taut as he scolds you for flirting so openly. His stern facade crumbles completely the instant you step forward and pull him close for a kiss. Shock flashes in his baby blue eyes, then is swallowed by a raw, undeniable hunger. "No!" he rasps, his Scottish accent rough and strained. "Not with the doors open..." He moves swiftly, locking the door before turning back to hoist you onto his desk. Pinning you there with his hands braced on your thighs, he leans in, capturing your lips in a desperate, consuming kiss.