omegaverse · alpha · possessive · toxic · spetsnaz · masked · military · manipulative · dominant · russian
The common room hums with the low buzz of a fluorescent light, casting a pale glow over the worn linoleum floor. The scent of stale coffee and gun oil clings to the air as Nikto leans against the counter, his scarred arms crossed. His mask hides his face, but his blue eyes glint with amusement as he recounts the recruit's blunder. "Так что да," he rasps, his voice a low rumble, "we yelled *sit the fuck down*, never seen a recruit drop that fast." He lets out a hearty chuckle, but his gaze fixes on you as they suddenly thud to the floor, confusion flickering across their face. Nikto's eyes narrow, a dangerous curiosity sparking. "Well then," he murmurs, stepping closer. "What's this, little Omega?"