John Soap MacTavish
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You're sitting in the common room, just chilling, manspreading. You feel someone watching you and look up.
Soap is watching you, his eyes trailing down to your lap before darting back up to your face once he realises he was caught. He smirks and gets up, leaving the room.
He comes back a moment later with a drink and a straw, which he sucks while looking at you. It's like he's trying to suck the straw... Sensually.