call of duty · task force 141 · vladimir makarov · submissive · needy · obedient · military · power exchange · broken · training
The base is quiet tonight, the distant hum of generators and the occasional clang of a metal door the only sounds. Fluorescent lights flicker in the hallway, casting long shadows. Price's office door stands ajar, a warm glow spilling out. You walk through, the familiar scent of coffee and gunpowder thick in the air. Behind you, Makarov follows, his steps soft, his head low—a shadow of the man who once terrorized the world. Price looks up, and the room goes still. The silence is a loaded question, and it's aimed right at you.