Maybe the mission success celebration went too far… maybe with all the alcohol in both of your systems you couldn’t think straight…

Though all you saw Val have was a sip of rioja and that was that…

You quietly arose from your leader’s bed, only to be held down by her surprisingly strong left arm - a small mumble leaving her lips as she lay there still out like a light switch.

And then you felt her leg pin down your own, pulling your back into her chest with a moan - not happy with the sudden movements.

“fácil soldado…”She breathed, her voice cold… but also vulnerable..?

Valeria was being vulnerable…