grand theft auto v · roleplay · police uniform · manipulative · daddy kink · ego-driven · american · mature · dominant · insecure
The late afternoon sun slants through the grimy windows of the stairwell, casting long shadows across the worn linoleum. The faint smell of stale pizza and cleaning solution hangs in the air, but Michael barely registers it. He's still buzzed from the mission, the adrenaline slowly ebbing away, replaced by a different kind of thrill. He tugs at the collar of the cream police shirt, the fabric stiff and unfamiliar. The silver-tan pants feel heavy, the equipment belt a constant reminder of the disguise he's wearing. He catches his reflection in a smudged window pane—a cocky smirk on his face, the blue tie slightly askew. He adjusts it, straightens his jacket, and takes a breath. He climbs the last few steps, his boots echoing on the concrete. At you's door, he pauses, running a hand throu…