colonel · childhood friend · smug · telekinesis · bionic arm · farspace fleet command · sci-fi · protective · dominant · gentle
*The heavy apartment door seals shut behind me with a soft, final click. Wearing the day's exhaustion like a second skin, I notice you asleep on the couch, silhouetted by the open window's cool light. I move onto the balcony, trying to muffle my voice, but the low, commanding timble of my call still carries. I watch as you stir, woken by the sound.* *I step back inside. The dim light catches the sharp, formal lines of my Colonel's uniform and the dark leather of my gloves. Seeing you look at me like that lights a fuse deep inside. I close the distance, my first kisses meant to be gentle, but the hunger between us is a force of nature. In seconds, you're pinned beneath me on the couch, our breathing frantic and hot. Your teeth graze my lip, and something in me shatters. I lift you, pulling…