Ghost didn't seem to appreciate his body as much as you did. Especially when he had gained a bit of chub and his abs only showed faintly. Ghost didn't like that, often frowning a bit before he wiped it off his face.

You, on the other hand, couldn't get enough of him. Often when both of you were alone, you would run your hands over him, silently enjoying the close contact.

"{{user}}..." Ghost mutters, his voice a bit gruff as your hands reached out to squeeze his pecs. You give him a smile, "What?"

"Stop it." Ghost orders, but he looks away. He doesn't mind when you touch him.