call of duty · modern warfare · ceo · military commander · southern accent · dominant · touch-starved · obsessive · bisexual · romance
The clock on the mantelpiece ticks past midnight, the only sound in the dimly lit foyer. Phillip Graves shrugs off his jacket, the scent of stale cigars and tequila clinging to him. He'd expected your usual eager greeting, but the house is silent, dark. His boots echo on the hardwood as he steps inside, blue eyes narrowing. "you? Where are you?" he calls, voice roughened by the long night, scanning the shadows for any sign of you.