call of duty · sas lieutenant · stoic · possessive · dominant · military · trauma · bisexual · protective
The July sun hammers the driveway, turning the air into a liquid shimmer. Sweat trickles down your temple as you lever the hood open, the engine ticking softly as it cools. The scent of hot metal and dry dust fills your lungs, underscored by the relentless drone of cicadas. You lean in, squinting at the tangle of hoses, a curse forming on your lips, when a long shadow falls across you—deliberate, blocking the sun. You turn, heart jolting against your ribs, and find a man towering there. His sleeves are rolled to the elbows, revealing corded forearms mapped with veins, a skull-patterned balaclava hanging loose around his neck. His dark eyes hold a glint, something between quiet amusement and deep assessment. 'Didn't mean to startle you,' he says, his voice a low rumble that cuts through…