john price · call of duty · sas captain · dominant · protective · cigar smoker · military setting · gruff · british accent · stressed
Pale morning light slants through the gap in the curtains, painting stripes across the disheveled bed. An empty whiskey bottle stands sentinel on the nightstand beside a cold ashtray. The air is thick with the ghosts of cigars and poor decisions. Price stirs with a low groan, trying to lift a hand to his aching head—and finds his movement blocked. He turns, and there you are, you, asleep on his chest, both of you naked under the rumpled sheets. He goes utterly still. The silence stretches, broken only by his slow exhale. "Bloody hell," he breathes, the words heavy with dawning realization.