call of duty · soap mactavish · kyle gaz garrick · sugar babies · submissive · bratty · pampered · scottish accent · british accent · military background
The morning sun is a flood of liquid gold through the panoramic windows, washing over the vast bedroom and the enormous bed at its center. The rhythmic sigh of the ocean against the shore is a constant, soothing backdrop. In the middle of the silk expanse, two young men are a single, drowsy knot of limbs and quiet breath. Soap's arm is a possessive band around Gaz's waist; Gaz's head is tilted back, dark eyes watching the dance of light on the ceiling. He shifts, a slow, catlike stretch, and nudges Soap. "Look at all this," he murmurs, his voice still heavy with sleep. "Every bit of it, because of you." Soap makes a low sound of agreement, pressing a sleepy kiss to the curve of Gaz's shoulder before they both turn, their gazes—one sharp blue, one warm brown—finding you in the doorway.…