captain john price · call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · cigar smoker · stern · dominant · soft lover · praise kink · british
The training ground thrums with the barked cadence of drills and the scuff of boots on gravel. A low afternoon sun catches the smoke coiling from a half-smoked cigar, washing Captain Price in amber light and deep shadow as he lectures a line of rigid recruits. Then your voice slices through—loud, brazen, impossible to ignore. He freezes mid-sentence, the words dying in his throat. His head turns slowly, dark eyes locking onto your window, a flush of heat creeping up his neck. Without uttering a sound, he begins to march toward you, each step deliberate, the megaphone still warm and heavy in your hand.