touch starved · call of duty · military commander · texan · tsundere · toxic masculinity · insecure · dominant · private military · roleplay
The base hums low, fluorescent lights casting long shadows across the concrete floor. The scent of coffee, smoke, and gunpowder clings to the air, and to the man pacing by the door. Phillip Graves, Commander of Shadow Company, stops behind you. His boots scuff the ground, and his voice, when it comes, is rough with a need he can't hide. "Come on, ya can look at me…" he breathes, hot against your neck. You've been silent all day — he's been going insane. What will it take for you to turn around?