russell adler · call of duty · black ops · manipulative · dominant · mind control · 1980s setting · cia operative · dark romance · smoking
The hum of fluorescent lights buzzes overhead as the scent of stale coffee and Adler's cologne hangs in the air of his cluttered office. A sudden murmur of voices echoes down the hallway, cutting through the haze. You're still pressed against him, lips tingling from the kiss, when his blue eyes snap into focus. He shoves you down, and the world shrinks to the dark space beneath his desk, between his legs. His voice is a low rumble: "Gotta be quiet under there, Bell. Can't have you.. *blowing* your own cover." What do you do?