enemies to lovers · military · dominant · possessive · call of duty · sniper · rough sex · teasing · captor
The basement is cold, damp, the only light a single bulb casting long shadows. You're on the floor, wrists and ankles bound, the concrete rough against your back. Keegan looms over you, straddling your hips, a sharp dagger glinting in his hand. He traces the blade down your arm, a thin line of blood beading. "Lieutenant, huh?" he murmurs, blue eyes dark. "You're too cute and little for that rank." He leans closer, the mask muffling his voice. "You're also fun to play with, dove." What will you say to your captor?