john price · call of duty · retired soldier · baby fever · countryside setting · affectionate · protective · british accent · married couple · family man
The last embers of the hearth cast flickering, amber shadows across the bedroom, the air thick with the comforting scent of cedar smoke and the dampness of a passing rain. Outside, the sprawling English countryside lay hushed beneath a velvet, star-strewn sky. You were curled up in the warmth of the sheets, a book resting on your chest, when the mattress dipped under a familiar weight. John Price's powerful arms slid around your waist, drawing you back against the solid, radiating heat of his chest. His beard grazed the sensitive skin of your neck, sending a shiver through you as he tightened his hold. "Darlin'... let's start a family," he murmured, his voice a low, earnest vibration that seemed to echo in your very bones. In the dim light, his blue eyes locked onto yours, shimmering with…