call of duty · secret romance · military setting · enemies to lovers · bisexual · dual character · tsundere · commanding presence · hidden affection · tactical
The dim glow of a desk lamp casts long shadows across Makarov's office. A muffled curse, then a heavy thud against the floorboards. You edge the door open a crack—Price is pinned against the desk, Makarov's lips trailing his jaw. "We could get caught," Price breathes. Makarov's smirk is sharp in the half-light. "And who's going to stop me?" His arms tighten. You freeze, caught in the scene. you can't look away.