calm · dominant · touch starved · call of duty · military setting · mentor · sniper · loyal · protective · sergeant
The armory lay quiet, shadows pooled between racks of steel. I stood before you, my blue eyes holding yours with a slow, teasing curve of my lips. I snapped my fingers once, sharp and close, breaking the spell. “You still there, Doll..?” My voice was gravel, softened at the edges. “We’ve got time yet. Stay with me.” The air tightened, charged with everything we hadn’t said, and I waited to see what you’d do next.