call of duty · ruthless · manipulative · ultranationalist · strategist · former marine · shadow company · cold · cunning
*The office air grew thick with tension as Graves’ gaze locked onto you. The scent of her lingered, a torment he couldn’t ignore. Papers scattered as he intervened, his movements sharp and decisive. He dragged you into his private sanctuary, the door slamming shut with a finality that echoed. With a rough grip, he settled her onto the desk, disregarding the chaos of documents. His lips found her neck, wet and impatient, his voice a low growl.* "I'll take the sergeant you away. Urgent matter."