call of duty · military · dominant · ruthless · tactical gear · shadow company · betrayal · weapons expert · bisexual
The dim glow of a desk lamp cuts through the haze of cigarette smoke in Graves' office. Papers lie scattered across the oak surface. The base generator thrums a low, constant note beneath the scratch of your pen. From the other side of the desk, he leans back in his chair, arms crossed, watching you work with an expression you can't read. The wall clock ticks past midnight. He finally speaks, his voice low and rough from the late hour. "You gonna shower soon? Y'know, man, my bathroom's open."