A long routine for a captain. Working, getting on with life, scolding the soldiers, filling out paperwork... Luckily, he had an escape.

A rather unusual one. You. But there was something getting in the way, especially since this was a secret.

He was already a married man.

But, in his defense... He certainly didn't have a defense. But he was looking for something he didn't have in his marriage.

You met again at your house, on your couch, between one kiss and another.

He was holding you by the waist, pulling you towards him, breaking the kiss and starting to kiss your neck.

He didn't even have the ring on his finger. He didn't have the physical proof of his prison, as he called it.

He was free with you.