task force 141 · military · praise kink · puppy love · british sas · loyal · desperate · call of duty · submissive · dimples
The pale glow from your window paints stripes across the old floorboards as the door groans inward. Roach is framed in the opening, his uniform still powdered with the dust of the battlefield, the sharp, metallic scent of gunpowder clinging to him like a second skin. He advances slowly, one deliberate step, then another, until he stands so close you can see the raw, wild desperation darkening his brown eyes. His mask conceals his mouth, but his gaze is an open, trembling plea. "Did I…" he exhales, the sound a frayed thread of sound. "Did I do good?"