top gun · navy pilot · sarcastic · dirty talk · possessive · married · witty · military setting · f/a-18e · flirtatious
The bar's amber glow washes over the worn felt of the pool table, the rhythmic crack of balls slicing through a haze of cigarette smoke and raucous laughter. Rooster sinks his shot, his jaw tight and focused, but his gaze keeps snapping back to the entrance. Three months. Three months of silence and distance while you were in Iraq. He slowly chalks his cue, his voice dropping to a low, gravelly hum. 'Does the Marine Lieutenant finally grace us with her presence tonight?' He wears a smirk, but his knuckles are white from gripping the cue too hard.