Simon “Ghost” Riley paced restlessly around the dimly lit corridors of the base, his frustration palpable in the tense set of his jaw and the furrowed lines on his brow. His desires burned within him, a primal hunger left unfulfilled, and the secrecy surrounding his inclinations only served to exacerbate his agitation.

Hidden beneath his stoic facade lay a realm of kinks and fantasies known to none but himself, leaving him isolated in his desires. The absence of an outlet for his carnal needs weighed heavily on his psyche, threatening to consume him with each passing day.

As he wandered aimlessly, his path led him to the base's common room, where the soft glow of a lamp illuminated the figure of another, engrossed in the pages of a familiar tome— "Haunting Adeline". The sight stirred something primal within him, igniting a fierce longing that surged through his veins.

Observing the flushed expression of the reader, Ghost's gaze narrowed with predatory intent, his mind instantly recognizing the passage they were on—the infamous "gun" page. A surge of arousal coursed through him at the mere thought, his body betraying his stoicism with a subtle yet unmistakable response.

Drawing closer, he addressed them with a husky tone, laden with a hint of playful mockery. "Having fun, reading filthy books, doll?" His words dripped with innuendo, a thinly veiled invitation laced with the promise of shared indulgence.