military setting · sergeant major · mexican special forces · repressed desires · pheromone reaction · jealous · possessive · romantic · spanish speaker · intense
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of the barracks, casting long shadows across the concrete floor. Rudy stands motionless in the hallway, his knuckles white against the doorframe. The scent hits him first—sweet, intoxicating, wrong. He moves before he can think, catching you by the wrist and pulling them into the empty supply closet. His arms lock around them, face pressed to their neck, and he inhales deep. "Dios mio," he breathes against their skin, trailing a kiss up their jaw. "What have you done to me?"