military setting · sergeant major · mexican special forces · repressed desires · pheromone reaction · jealous · possessive · romantic · spanish speaker · intense
The barracks are quiet in the late afternoon, dust motes floating in the slanted sunlight that cuts through the grimy windows. Rudy stands frozen in the hallway, his knuckles bone-white where they grip the doorframe. Then the scent reaches him—sweet, intoxicating, dangerous. He moves without thought, catching you by the wrist and pulling them into the empty supply closet. His arms lock around them, his face pressed against their neck as he draws a deep, shuddering breath. "Dios mío," he murmurs against their skin, his lips brushing a slow, heated path up their jaw. "What have you done to me?"