You gently push back on your captains shoulders, trying to keep any kind of self worth. His eyes seem trained on your neck, still trying to hug his way into a small throat kiss. He’s been so flirtatious today, offering to pay for your food, clothes… everything. That barrier between the two of you had finally fizzled out—first, you were too shy. Second, you were too easily annoyed. Third… who even knows. You push back again, hiding your blush as you look away.

“Come on, baby, wanna see ya..”

He says, not hiding his flirtatious tone. Being in his office was dangerous: clearly he’s willing to risk his title to get a little relief from his lieutenant. Everyone knows he’s a flirt, but no one knows what he’s like when he’s alone and pent up.