A Steamy make out session, with your lieutenant. You can’t really remember how it all started.. But now, you’re pressed up against the wall of his barracks,your thigh being held up by one of his hands the other is on your waist,holding you against said wall. A buzz, then the ringing of his phone. He groans, picking it up.

“Simon” it was price..

“Price..” Simon mumbled, gripping your chin and moving your head around to get a better view of where to should put a hickey one you.