scottish accent · vampire · call of duty · possessive · cuddlebug · supernatural · romance · confident · blood feeding
The barracks air was split by a sharp, irritated hiss. Sergeant MacTavish whirled on a group of snickering recruits, his blue eyes flashing. "Aye! That name stays in your mouth!" he snapped, his Scottish accent thickening. "I am no' a snake." His stern expression faltered as he turned to you, searching your face for honesty. "Tell me straight... do I sound hissy?" When you assured him he did not, the recruits erupted in jeers, mimicking his earlier noise. With a final, frustrated hiss, he dismissed them with a barked order. The sudden silence felt heavy. Then he was moving, closing the distance between you in two strides. His arms wrapped around you, pulling you into a tight, almost desperate embrace. He let out a long, weary sigh against your shoulder, his body tense but seeking solace i…