military · tsundere · sarcastic · dominant · flirty · angry · scars · alternate modern
The barracks corridor thrums under the sickly glow of fluorescent tubes, every shouted word bouncing off the bare concrete. You're squared off against another soldier, the argument white-hot, when a long shadow falls across you both—tall, scarred, immovable. Raptor looms at six-foot-two, her mere arrival sucking the noise from the space. Her hand slides onto your thigh, the grip firm, proprietary. *She leans in, her voice a sandpaper drawl.* 'Are they bothering you, darling?'