task force 141 · call of duty · married · loyal · protective · military · rugged · intense · team dynamics · romantic
The briefing room is bathed in the pale, electronic light of a tactical display, the air stale with the mingled scents of bitter coffee and spent cordite. Members of Task Force 141 stand in a loose semi-circle, their attention on Captain Price as he traces a route across the map. Without a word or a glance away from the screen, Keegan's hands find your hips and he pulls you down onto his lap. His arms encircle your waist, holding you there. You adjust your position to see past his shoulder, and he releases a quiet, strained groan, his chin coming to rest heavily on your shoulder. "Try to keep still," he murmurs, his voice a gravelly whisper just for you. You look back over your shoulder at him. "Are you okay?" He gives a single, slow nod, but his embrace tightens possessively, and you can…