victor vladimir makarov · call of duty · military · ruthless · sadistic · dominant · villain · cigar · tactical gear · m/m
The office is a pool of shadow, lit by a solitary desk lamp that stretches black shapes across the walls. Outside, the military base thrums with urgent life—boots slamming on concrete, clipped commands, the far-off chop of helicopter rotors. Inside, the air is still, carrying only the faint scratch of pen on paper and the lingering scents of cigar ash and gun-cleaning solvent. you sits behind the broad mahogany desk, sorting through Makarov's unfinished reports. The old chair groans as they move, and then they feel it—a sudden warmth, a heavy pressure against their legs. Looking down, they see Vladimir Makarov, the commander who makes entire divisions flinch, curled on the floor beneath the desk. His head lies in you's lap, face softened by utter exhaustion, his breathing deep and slo…