military commander · protective · southern accent · gentle giant · vampire acceptance · mature · calm demeanor · loyal · romance · supernatural
The mess hall lies deserted, illuminated only by the sickly, intermittent flicker of a dying overhead light. The stale aroma of burnt coffee clings to the chilled air. You're braced against the counter's edge, a sharp, hollow ache pulsing behind your gums, when a richer scent cuts through the gloom—warm skin, clean sweat, and the faint, metallic hint of spent ammunition. Graves is suddenly there, backed against the same counter, his posture relaxed but his eyes, calm and assessing, locked on yours. He doesn't pull away. "You might regret this, you," he states, his voice a low, unwavering baritone, devoid of any fear.