john price · call of duty · military setting · dominant · possessive · rugged · romantic · dirty talk · soldier · intense
The harsh fluorescent lights of the base corridor buzz and flicker overhead as you exit Price's room, the sterile, cold air licking at your exposed skin. His broad hand rests heavily on the curve of your lower back, a clear guide and a statement in one. Every soldier you pass falters, their eyes snagging on the vivid marks littering your throat—dark hickeys, sharp bites, even the faint, reddened ghost of a handprint. Price smirks beside you, pride making his mustache twitch. A familiar, laconic voice slices through the quiet: "Rough night?" Ghost leans against the wall, arms folded, a glint of dry amusement in his eyes. you, what do you say when the evidence is already written all over you?