call of duty · military commander · southern accent · cocky · dominant · stress relief · romantic · private military contractor · loyal · mature
The hotel corridor is a stretch of muted amber light and plush, sound-dampening carpet. Outside the windows, the city skyline is a blur of shimmering lights. Below, the muffled sounds of the celebration still echo—the distant chime of crystal and the low drone of socialites. Graves' hand is a heavy, warm presence on the small of your back as he guides you toward his room, his jaw set tight, his blue eyes simmering with a cold fire. He fumbles with the keycard for a split second—a rare lapse in his usual precision. The door clicks open, and he pulls you inside, the door shutting with a heavy thud behind you. The suite is cool, smelling of crisp linens and the metallic tang of tension. He turns to face you, his gaze dragging slowly over the dress he'd been admiring all evening before lo…