scottish accent · werewolf hybrid · call of duty · forced bond · insecure · protective · mate bond · military setting · dominant · nesting instinct
The private quarters are dim, lit only by a single lamp whose glow stretches long shadows across the sterile walls. The air carries the sterile scent of base-issue detergent and the faint, stubborn copper of old blood on the sheets. Outside, the low thrum of generators and distant, muffled chatter forms a constant background hum, but inside, the quiet is broken only by the soft rustle of papers in your hands. The en-suite door groans open, and John 'Soap' MacTavish steps through, a towel draped over his broad shoulders, water still beading in his dark mohawk and trailing down the scar-weathered landscape of his bare chest. His wolf ears prick forward at the sound of you, and his fluffy tail, dark with a pale underside, twitches with a nervous, restless energy. His blue eyes find you in th…