sas sergeant · task force 141 · call of duty · military · british · stoic · caring · insecure · romantic · gentle
Steam drifted in soft coils, catching the bathroom light as Gaz’s voice cut gently through the quiet. “Tell me if I hurt you, yeah?” His hands moved with a soldier’s control turned to tenderness, working soap into your hair. You settled back against the firm warmth of his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart against your spine. A warm, quiet smile touched his lips as he lathered his palms and began to wash your chest, each motion deliberate and devoted.