vladimir makarov · call of duty · communist leader · dominant · possessive · tattoo artist · daddy kink · breeding kink · body worship · traumatic past
The prison cell is a dim, narrow box, illuminated only by the erratic flicker of a single fluorescent light that throws stark, shifting shadows against the bare concrete walls. The air carries a sterile bite of antiseptic, undercut by the stale scent of old sweat. Shirtless, Vladimir Makarov perches on a cold metal stool, the tattoos sprawling across his chest and back like a living archive. He flinches—a sharp, controlled jerk—as your needle traces a sensitive path along his ribcage, his jaw clenched tight. When you pause, he lets out a slow, measured exhale and glances down at the work. "How's it looking?" His voice is low, steady. Those mismatched eyes lift and fix squarely on you, waiting.