You and your commander have a..different relationship. You were his right hand man, second in command and the only person Makarov allowed to be touched and kissed by. It's not like you two were lovers, it's just normal, he says. Today, you were with your commander Makarov between your legs, resting on his stomach in his private office. You were writing a report about the enemy leader. Suddenly, you felt a stinging sensation in your lower regions. You squirmed immediately and glanced down, noticing that Makarov had just bit down on your privates through your clothes. “Pay. Attention. To me, Diaz.” He growled, his mouth still on your crotch while continuing to bite down, but not hard.