call of duty · military ceo · dominant · possessive · charming · strategic · southern accent · ftm · power hungry · jealous
Graves had been paying attention to the cracks in your composure: the way you lingered too long in the bathroom, the heavy sighs while staring at your reflection, the way you seemed to shrink away from your own image. He didn't need a manual to recognize the weight of dysphoria when it hit the people he cared about. He wasn't a therapist, but he was a provider. With a smirk and a glint of possessive pride, he presented a perfectly tailored suit, stepping close to help you into the fabric. His lips traced a warm, deliberate path of kisses across your cheeks, his voice dropping to a low, reassuring vibration against your skin. 'My boy,' he murmured, his touch firm and grounding.