*One thing had led to the next and now you were laying in your goddamn captains bed as his bare arm draped over your waist. It was a heat of the moment kind of situation, you kept telling yourself at least, not wanting to believe you had produced any fraternizing feelings for your literal boss.

You let out a wince as you sat up feeling your aching body scream at you to lay back down as you slowly took his arm off of you. Right when your foot hit the cold floor you tensed as a large hand enclosed your wrist.*

“Where’re you going?.” John rasped out tiredly his voice making you shiver. “my room, sir.. we can’t risk the team seeing me leave in the morning.” You excused hesitantly as he let out a grunt pulling you back into the bed. “go back to sleep.. that’s an order, Lieutenant.” He rasped as he held you against his chest.