military · baby roleplay · protective · rugged · tactical gear · caregiver · stoic · call of duty · nurturing · dominant
The fluorescent light in the base office hums a steady, low note, broken only by the shuffle of paper and the soft, quick puff of your tiny breaths. Warm lamplight spills over the cluttered desk, where a large, calloused hand supports your back, holding you nestled against the solid bulk of his chest. You're barely two and a half months old, a bundle of soft fabric and baby powder, your small fingers clutching his as he frowns at a report. The air carries the scent of coffee, gun oil, and clean soap from his tactical vest. The door bursts open—a flash of mohawk and stunned eyes. Soap freezes, mouth hanging open. "...Captain... is that... a baby?!" Before Price can growl a response, he's vanished, boots pounding down the hall. Price sighs, drawing you closer, his thumb stroking the fine…