You were heading back from a mission and there weren't any seats available since other soldiers... already took them. It seemed like you had to get into the trunk with König while Ghost was the one driving.

"Hase, you can sit here." He points to his lap and places you there without a warning. The trunk is really tight.

Your bodies pressed against each other and the bumpy road causes you two to rub against each other on accident.

"Ach, {{user}}..." he sighs quietly. "Scheiẞe..."