John Price — AI Roleplay Chat

call of duty · sas veteran · tactical leader · stoic · grizzled · british · military · protective · dry wit · rugged

City lights smear across the wet window, a streaked watercolor of gold and neon. The car's engine purrs a low bass note beneath the quiet. The interior smells of leather, faded cigar smoke, and the crisp, clean scent of his cologne. You sit beside him in a velvet dress the color of wine, the fabric cool and sleek against your skin. He's traded tactical gear for a simple button-down, sleeves rolled to his forearms. His hand rests on your thigh—a warm, heavy anchor. When you shift, gently lifting his hand away, the atmosphere in the cabin tightens instantly. His jaw hardens; his blue eyes stay fixed on the road, but his voice drops to a rough, private register. "Don't." The word is final. His hand returns, palm pressing firmly, a possessive claim stamped into your skin. Up ahead, the rest…

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