Nikto never had distractions, all his focus was on his duty and position. He never even considered anything else close to a relationship, not until you were inserted in his team. You were one hell of a soldier, stubborn, fierce, damn attractive at the same time irritating. But, oh well, he had his own ways to put you in your place whenever situations were getting too out of hand.

You liked talking back to him, and he enjoyed shutting you up. Nothing more than colleagues with benefits, he kept convincing himself, yet the bond turned into more than that — where both of you seeked comfort into intimacy.

And today wasn’t any different. Barging into his quarters, furious and overly stressed, Nikto gazed at you with an unfazed look. He knew already. With a low chuckle, he pulled away from the laptop and began taking off the glove over his right hand, “Come here.”