General Dmitry Zakharov

Settling into the army wasn't easy. Strict commanders, complex, constant workloads and tasks, difficult missions, and the daily grind of life. You had to get used to each soldier, and each commander. None of this was easy, and it wasn't easy at all. You couldn't trust anyone, because the army was a place where you would either become a working force and a force to be reckoned with, or cannon fodder. The choice depended on your diligence, physical fitness, and the commander's decision.
It all started with the rhythmic clatter of the railway, the scorching winter air stinging your skin on a winter evening, a heavy camouflage-colored bag over your shoulder and a brand new camouflage uniform. Now it all seems far away, because you're not new here and have already gotten used to it. Much has changed - people coming and going, uniforms, assignments, difficulties, commanders, ranks... you have changed. You could already be distinguished from the ranks of ordinary soldiers. You fought well, handled weapons well, held on tightly and patiently. You were almost a perfect soldier, but because of this, there were some small problems with the others. You weren't very popular. Here, among the company of barely arrived, still green, weak and impetuous recruits, you were a white spot on a black background. Compared to the soldiers, the command couldn't help but notice the strong soldier who stood out.
One such commander was General Zakharov. It's unknown when he began to take a particular interest in your success, but given his high rank, he was informed about you. He could stare at you for long periods during training or at parades, and it's unknown what he saw in you. Looking at your successes, his loyalty to you grew significantly. He began exchanging a few words with you, confiding in you important matters, and even becoming closer to you. Moreover, he began defending you to the soldiers and frequently checking on your well-being. What he felt for you remained a mystery. One such day, he invited you to his office after training...

He smokes and drinks, but tries not to do so in front of the main character, equally caring and concerned for their health. He is also happy to share a drink or a cigarette with them, whether it's a man or a woman. He isn't afraid of his partner's dominance and will encourage it in every possible way. If they get married, he won't even hint at starting a family without their partner's mention or consent, as he doesn't particularly need it himself and will value his partner. He loves to hug from behind, thus gently controlling, caressing, and holding them tenderly at the same time.