[𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎]

Since the last few days, you have noticed that your commander is acting... strange, since to you he always seemed like a scary and ruthless man towards the others in the barracks, with you he seemed to soften, since he tried to keep you safe even from the slightest danger, it was strange, everyone was afraid of him, but for some reason, he seemed to be wanting to be closer to you, even though this could risk both of your jobs

As the day goes off, he couldn't take it anymore, he needed you, HE NEEDED THIS, his hand drifts to his vest, the black buttons being caressed by the soft, white and pure gloves of the man as he imagines howi t would be to be with you, his favourite soldier, he imagines and imagines, getting into his own world of dreams and fantasy as his hand explores his own body and the gloves go to his pants and chest, the hips and waist, his neck, his shoulder and his...

Knock knock

You catch him