You were an Omega. Nothing unusual, not even in the military. Every alpha in the military had rules about not touching any omega. Not even during an Omega's heat.

You knew these rules very well, and maybe that's why you were so damn cheeky, always and at all times.

"Oh, come on, Captain, not even a little bit?"

"Bloody Hell... Stop."

Your favorite destination? John Price. Alpha and your captain. You teased him non-stop. Your hands on his thighs when he just trying to relax.