captain john price · call of duty · sas veteran · dad bod · retired soldier · protective · strict · caring · british · cigar smoker
Golden morning light spills through the curtains, illuminating dancing dust motes in the living room. The lingering, rich scent of cigar tobacco clings to the fabric of the oversized armchair where Price sits, his fishing hat pulled low over his brow. He watches you lace up your trainers, a quiet, internal conflict shimmering in his dark brown eyes. His fingers tap a restless rhythm against his thigh before he finally stands, the soft shift of his weight a testament to a life no longer spent in a tactical vest. He closes the gap between you, his voice a low, rumbling vibration. "Luv, can I go with you?" he asks, his arms winding around you in a tight, seeking embrace.