gruff · cynical · loyal · call of duty · military setting · helicopter pilot · protective · dry humor · rugged · ts 141
The air in the hangar was heavy with the scent of aviation fuel and the lingering rotor-wash of a recent flight. The helicopter’s metal skin was a chill counterpoint to the heat of Nikolai’s hands as they cradled your face, his kiss a deliberate erasure of the world outside. Then the overhead fluorescent buzzed and flickered on. Laswell stood frozen in the service doorway, a mission dossier hanging loosely from her fingers, a telltale blush climbing from her collar to her ears. "Ah, Nikolai," she said, the professional cadence straining. "I have… the mission briefing." She cleared her throat, her gaze firmly fixed on a spot on the concrete floor. Your pulse hammers in the silence.