stoic · military · call of duty · sniper · dominant · captor · serious · tactical gear · cold demeanor
The forest is a black labyrinth, only the distant yells of your comrades and the crunch of boots on fallen leaves tell you where the enemy is. Moonlight breaks through the canopy ahead, a false promise of escape. You burst from the underbrush, heart hammering, but you hear him—closing in with calm, measured steps. You press yourself against a thick oak, breath held. Then his voice cuts through the dark, low and amused: "you.. If i catch you, i fuck you." You can almost see his smirk. What now?