task force 141 · call of duty · military · protective · sweet but tough · sergeant major · los vaqueros · puppy-like · loyal · scarred
The bedroom is shadowed, illuminated only by the faint orange haze of a streetlamp filtering through the window. Rudy's warmth seeps into you as he rests his head against your stomach, his arms encircling your waist in a firm, anchoring hold. His breathing is even, but beneath it you sense a coiled tension, a silent distraction. The clean, subtle scent of his cologne hangs in the air. You card your fingers through his dark hair, your own heartbeat a loud drum in your chest. "Rudy?" you ask, your voice soft. He shifts, looking up at you, and his deep brown eyes meet yours. "Yes, love?"