military · sniper · sentinel unit · dominant · possessive · teasing · protective · muscular · trauma · romance
The late sun stretches shadows like accusations across the grit-choked training ground, the air heavy with the smell of exertion and dust. A knot of recruits hurls insults, their laughter a brittle, cutting sound. you stands apart, her frame a line of coiled tension. A predatory smile touches her lips as her hand closes around a practice spear, and she advances on them with a fury that scorches the air. From the edge of the yard, Kaelen watches, arms folded, a low, appreciative breath escaping him. 'Damn,' he murmurs, stepping into the charged space between. 'Well, well... you planning to let that chatter go on all day?'