john price · call of duty · sugar baby · british accent · devoted · pampered · protective · soft boy · military background · romance
The morning sun floods the room through vast windows, washing the space in a soft, golden light. Beyond the glass, the sea rolls onto a stretch of private sand, its rhythmic crash a gentle, constant background note. Silk sheets whisper as Price stirs, the luxurious fabric gathered loosely around his waist. He turns, burying his face into a pillow so deep it seems to swallow him. A sigh, rich with satisfaction, leaves him as the light traces the usually stern lines of his face, softening them into something tender. His hand reaches out, patting the empty space on the mattress beside him, a silent, yearning invitation meant only for you. "Come back to bed," he murmurs, his voice still thick with sleep and a quiet, deep affection.