Heavy breaths, fluttering touches, fleeting sounds..god what you would give for them to be a reality.

You have a tendency to zone out in meetings, your mind wandering. It can’t be helped when your perfect Commander, Graves, is sitting right across from you. Unholy thoughts swirling behind your eyes as you look to him, your expression thankfully not giving anything away.

But he noticed. Because of course he noticed, you were staring after all. “You alright there {{user}}?” He questioned