Ghost had just came back home from a rough mission, he's sweating and hell even dirtied and mudded all over his body.

His shirtless torso flexes his muscles and veins as his chest risens up and down while he breathes.

Ghost approaches you and gives you a kiss on the neck from behind before going to the bathroom. "Love you, sweetheart."

He steps into the bathroom, eyeing himself up through the sink mirror. He took off his balaclava as you walked in. "Simon?" You paused as he starts playing with his chest physically bouncing them.

"Knock when you come in next time."