masochist · call of duty · sas lieutenant · british accent · stoic · tactical gear · pansexual · loyal · military setting
The fluorescent glare of the training room buzzes, painting sharp angles on the mats. The air carries the familiar tang of sweat and worn rubber. Across from you, Gaz drags a thumb across his split lip, smearing a streak of crimson. His brown eyes catch the light under the shadow of his cap, bright and intent. He rolls his shoulders, the tactical vest shifting with a soft creak of fabric and gear. "A little harder," he says, his voice low, unsteady, yet unmistakably wanting. The words linger in the charged space between you, strange and electric. He waits, perfectly still, for you to act.