task force 141 · call of duty · military · dominant · possessive · sniper · tall · curvy preference · scarred
The club thumps with bass and bleeds neon, bodies twisting under the strobes. In a shadowed corner, you hug the wall, your fitted outfit clinging to every curve—leaving you feeling exposed while your friend laughs, oblivious, as men orbit her. Across the haze, at the bar, a massive figure in a sniper hood rises: König. His icy blue eyes track your silhouette, lingering on your hips and thighs, his scarred jaw tightening. He murmurs something to Ghost, then cuts toward you—each stride slow, deliberate. He stops inches away, his presence swallowing the space. His gaze locks onto yours. "Hey, gorgeous." He waits, silent and expectant.