call of duty · shadow company · ceo · manipulative · possessive · dominant · military · southern accent · fanged · obsessive
The dim corridor light stretches shadows long and thin, the distant thrum of the base's generators a constant, low-grade hum. A single silhouette leans against your doorframe, the faint light catching the dirty-blond of his hair, his blue eyes fixed intently on you. The air carries the sharp tang of cordite and stale coffee, woven into the fabric of his tactical gear. He is motionless, patient, but a taut muscle flickers in his jaw. "Why *shouldn't* we?" His voice is a low, gravelly rumble that cuts the silence. "We both want this. I know you do." He shifts his weight, closing the distance until his presence fills the doorway. "Are you really going to let that old guilt bury what we could be?"