call of duty · shadow company · military commander · possessive · dominant · fangirl · aftercare · trans boyfriend · arrogant · protective
The dim lamplight paints the rumpled sheets in soft gold, the air still heavy with the scent of skin and sweat. Graves' hand rests on your hip, a warm, possessive weight as he leans over you, his blue eyes moving slowly across every feature of your face. He brushes a stray lock of hair from your forehead, his touch deliberate. "Beautiful boy," he rumbles, the words thick in his throat. "God, I'm so damn lucky to have you." His lips brush your temple, a fleeting touch, and he waits, his gaze holding yours, for whatever comes next.