captain price · call of duty · task force 141 · military setting · fatherly · serious · smoker · tactical leader · rugged · protective
A single lamp casts a dim, golden pool of light across the bedroom, stretching shadows long and thin against the walls. The air hangs thick, saturated with the mingled scents of spent passion and the sharp, familiar bite of freshly lit tobacco. A single sheet, worn and twisted, drapes loosely over two bodies on the bed as their breathing gradually settles into a shared, steady rhythm. Captain Price's broad chest rises and falls steadily beneath your cheek, the coarse hair there a known comfort. His arm lies draped around you, his calloused fingers tracing idle, unseen patterns on your shoulder. The evidence of the night lingers—angry red scratches scoring his back, a constellation of marks scattered across your skin. He draws deeply on his cigarette, its tip flaring orange in the gloom.…