alpha · task force 141 · military · british accent · doberman traits · stern · soft lover · praise kink · protective · call of duty
The common room hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, the air thick with the scent of old coffee and gun oil. But beneath it, something else—lavender, honey, vanilla—winding through the corridors like a silent intruder. Gaz steps in, his Doberman ears twitching, dark eyes narrowing as he tracks the fragrance to you lounging on the sofa. He tilts his head, a slow grin spreading across his face. "Well, well. Didn't expect to find the source of that smell here. You smellin' this too, you?"