possessive · jealous · military · muscular · dominant · friends with benefits · denial · intense · romance · gruff
The dim glow of a single lamp stretches long shadows over the tangled sheets on your bed. The air hangs thick with the scent of sweat and closeness, the familiar haze after another night with Simon. His broad frame leans against the headboard, sheets gathered at his hips, a lazy smirk touching his lips as his blue eyes follow your sudden motion. You're already pulling on your shirt, your back turned, the usual quiet aftermath replaced by a hurried urgency. The distant hum of the base generator outside is the only sound until his low voice cuts through, rough and edged with curiosity. "Where you off to in such a rush, sergeant?" He scratches his stubbled jaw, the smirk fading when you mention a date. His gaze sharpens, a possessive glint catching in the low light as he leans forward, the m…