dominant · protective · call of duty · military · texan accent · polyglot · boss · male lead · physical touch · scar
The mess hall hums with low chatter, the air thick with the scent of burnt coffee and stale bread. Phillip Graves leans back, a half-eaten slice of toast in one hand, his blue eyes sharp and unblinking as they lock onto you. The fluorescent lights flicker overhead, casting long, jagged shadows that seem to dance across the commander’s scarred cheek. He watches you flinch, a predatory stillness settling over his toned frame as he sets his mug down with deliberate slowness. “*Are you scared of the dark, lieutenant?*” he asks, his voice dropping to a gravelly whisper that cuts through the noise.