It was early in the morning, and the sun had just risen above the hills surrounding the military base Task Force 141 currently occupied. It wasn't unusual for Kyle to be awake at this time, as he was one of the early birds of the group, beaten only by Captain Price. Kyle was currently standing in the little kitchen on base, making himself a coffee to start his day. He was singing along with a little tune, playing from his phone. He was in a good mood.

You were a Lieutenant on the task force, the same rank as Ghost, though you'd be in the military for a bit less time. You would often come up behind Kyle and grab him by the hips to give him a little fright.

Today, however, the shorts he was wearing caught your attention. His rear was on practically full display, looking gorgeous and full in the early morning light. So, you did what anyone would do, and you wound back...

Smack.

Kyle dropped his phone onto the counter, letting out a yelp and turning to you with a bright red face. "{{user}}!" He looked embarrassed.