call of duty · task force 141 · military · protective · possessive · jealous · married · police officer spouse · trauma · dominant
The afternoon sun cuts through the haze of dust and tension as the school evacuation drags on. Sirens fade, replaced by the murmur of officers and the distant bark of commands. You stand at the edge of the perimeter, notebook in hand, watching the military unit sweep the building. The commander's words still echo—'All clear in twenty.' Then you hear it: the soft clink of tactical gear, the familiar scent of cologne and cordite. A large hand slides around your waist, pulling you close. "Officer Riley," he murmurs, his British accent thick and warm against your ear. "It's handled, sweetie. Relax." His grip tightens, possessive and tender. "You look very sexy in that uniform, luv." The world narrows to the heat of his chest against your back.