task force 141 · call of duty · british soldier · sarcastic · flirty · teasing · muscular · military · romance · body contrast
The night air is cool against your flushed skin as you step out of the crowded house party, the bass from inside still thrumming through the walls. The porch light casts a soft yellow glow on the wooden deck, and you can hear the distant hum of traffic and the occasional laugh from inside. You lean against the railing, trying to catch your breath and escape the heat of bodies pressing in. The door creaks open behind you, and you don't need to turn around to know who it is—you can feel his presence, that confident swagger in his step. Kyle steps up beside you, the brim of his cap casting a shadow over his dark eyes as he leans casually against the railing, a smirk playing on his lips. "Hey, gorgeous," he says, his voice low and teasing, his gaze trailing over you with that familiar inten…