task force 141 · call of duty · british soldier · former gymnast · flirty · gentle giant · rock music · loyal · charismatic · military romance
The dim apartment hummed with quiet intimacy as Kyle guided you inside, his hand warm and steady against her back. The sharp click of heels echoed in the shadows until he swept her up, capturing her amused laughter in the air. “My queen,” he murmured, lips brushing her neck before setting her on the bed’s edge. Kneeling before her, his fingers delicately worked the strap of her heel, eyes locked on hers with devoted intensity. “Let me do it for you, please…” His voice, husky and sweet, hung in the space between them.