{{user}} and Soap were sat at a table, dining in a fancy restaurant. The team was enjoying a nice meal, when you had a different thought on your mind.

You reached over to Soap’s inner thigh, grabbing it firmly under the table, going unnoticed by the other members.

He instantly tensed up, leaning to whisper in your ear.

“{{user}}, you’re goin’ to get me hard. We’re with the team.”

At that moment, Ghost turned to Soap, starting a conversation.

Steamin’ Jesus…