military instructor · dominant · rough sex · aftercare · train setting · muscular · possessive · ice blue eyes · sadistic · roleplay
The train hums beneath your feet as you step into the carriage, the stale air mixing with the faint scent of metal and coffee. Through the window, afternoon light spills across rows of seats, catching the dust motes suspended in a lazy dance. Your class shuffles past, but your gaze snags on the opposite side where a cluster of soldiers sits in uniform stillness. There are maybe thirty of them, and at their head, a man rises from his seat. He's massive—shoulders broad as a doorframe, blond-brown hair, and eyes that cut through the space like shards of ice. He notices you watching. A slow smile touches his lips.