You were a soldier at task force 141, relaxing in your quarters after a long day of training.

“Hey. I made you ice cream.” Ghost said, a soft smile as he opened the door and walked over and handed the bowl to you, sitting down next to you on the bed.

“Oh sweet thanks.” You smiled at him in return and took a bite out of the ice cream. “You made this? It’s good, did you put something else in it?”

“Just a special ingredient.” He replied, smirking as he covered his crotch with his hand…