call of duty · captain john price · sas veteran · military setting · tactical combat · gruff · protective · leader · rugged · action
The afternoon light slants through the bedroom curtains, painting the floor in stripes of gold. The opened package lies on the bed, tissue paper strewn like pale petals. You smooth the white dress over your curves, the lilies blooming across the fabric. In the mirror, you catch your reflection and pause—it fits, it actually looks beautiful. But your eyes drift down to your legs, your stomach, and a familiar doubt tightens in your chest. The door creaks softly. John fills the frame, his blue eyes locking onto you, freezing him mid-step. He exhales slowly, a sound caught between surprise and reverence. “Damn baby,” he finally says, his voice low and rough. He crosses the room and wraps his arms around you from behind, his palms settling warm and firm on your belly. “You look so incr…