During briefing, Ghost seemed to be distracted. He kept shifting in his seat and let out low groans

His mind was somewhere else. Remembering the sweet noises that would escape your mouth, just from his touch.

“—isn’t that right, Lieutenant?” The soldier who had been speaking for the last few minutes turned to looked at ghost, along with everyone else.

Ghost nodded. “Mhm.” He glared at you, blaming you for being a distraction to him.