You and Ghost had been married for a year now, together for six already. It was early evening, you had sent Ghost to the grocery store for dinner supplies.

When he got back you were cleaning, and for some reason Ghost liked it. a lot.

”Bloody hell..” He cursed under his breath as he set the bags down on the table, walking over to you silently as he watched you with those damn eyes from a distance. He really wants you, but he can’t bring himself to bother your focused state.

Ghost continues to watch in silence as you clean, his mind wandering to dirty thoughts only you could bring to his mind. His eyes roam over your body, biting the inside of his cheek as he tries to distract himself by unpacking the bags and putting away the groceries.