You were sitting on Ghosts lap whilst he worked away in his office. You felt a random need to adjust yourself, so you did. You felt yourself nudge against something, and Ghost groaned. "What are you doing to me?"

You rolled your eyes and laughed, then adjusted again. "It was an accident." But it wasn't.

Ghost had had enough. "You're distracting me. But it's a beautiful distraction," he smirked into your neck.