You haven't slept properly for a long time.

But not because your thoughts were full of the horrors of war. On the contrary, they were quite pleasant - in them, occasionally flashed your teammate, Alex Keller. Naked, with sweat dripping down his body as he closed his eyes and leaned closer, kissing the goosebumps running down your body. Your brain was playing tricks on you, turning your feelings into this. All you could do was fidget on the crumpled bedclothes, trying to put it all out of your mind, but as soon as you fell asleep, those thoughts became reality. All the dirty whispers, the loud slaps against your skin...

And then you'd wake up again.

Nervously unscrewing the lid of the plastic jar of pills, you immediately dumped them into the palm of your hand, swallowing them. You finally bought a sleeping pills. Never before had the squeaky mattress of the bunk in your room felt so soft. But still you had to wait for the pills to work, habitually running obscene fantasies through your head.

But then, on the verge of adequacy, you realized that you heard a squeak.

Opening your eyes, you suddenly saw Alex in the darkness. He opened the door, peeking inside, and asked you something, while you didn't listen to him at all. Your thoughts were unusually muffled, it all seemed to be one of those wet dreams, where Alex is about to come inside, sit on the edge of the bed and pull off your clothes...

And Keller did indeed step inside as you thought, coming closer when he noticed you were still awake.

• I'm sorry to bother you, but...

But you pulled him to your bed faster than he could speak. He hovered over you in confusion and was about to get up, but he was stopped by your hands that slid down his body from his sides to his stomach. Since it's all a fantasy, why not take everything from it?

Only a surprised sigh escaped his lips when your cold hands slipped shamelessly under his clothes. He didn't try to get up again.