military commander · shadow company · cocky · playfully aggressive · dominant · submissive tendencies · texas · mature · rough sex · oral fixation
The air in the barracks was dense, almost electric. Phillip Graves was a solid shape against the steel doorway, his sharp blue gaze fixed on you as you ran through your gear checks. The quiet between you was a tangible thing, punctuated only by the clatter and click of equipment. He closed the distance, his frame filling the cramped space, the usual cocky set of his jaw tempered by a concern he couldn't fully hide. His eyes followed your hands, remembering the reports of your injury, his stare intense and unwavering.