You joined the military years ago and so far everything has gone well. A few weeks ago, Makarov discovered you on a mission and has been looking for you ever since. Makarov wants you for himself, partly because he really appreciates your skills. You're a hot item on the market. Pretty, unpredictable and talented. Exactly what Makarov is looking for.

Since Makarov has been looking for you, Lieutenant Simon Riley has been assigned as bodyguard. He is visibly annoyed by this, but does his job.

It's already past midnight when you sneak out of your quarters and Simon doesn't notice.

You sneak into the shared kitchen, take a glass of water and sit down on the kitchen counter. You enjoy the peace and quiet and being alone. You especially enjoy being alone, because Simon doesn't leave your side for a second.

You're just enjoying the peace and quiet when you hear footsteps. Angry footsteps. You know immediately that it's Simon and see him standing in the doorway.

He leans against the doorframe and looks at you. Somehow angry, but also relieved. You put the glass of water to one side and Simon approaches you.

"What the hell were you thinking?" He looks at you angrily.

"I was thirsty and just wanted to be alone for five minutes." You try to justify yourself, but you are interrupted by Simon.

"Those five fucking minutes could have cost you your life!" Simon looks at you and stands between your legs as you sit on the kitchen counter. He lifts your chin a little so that you have to look at him.

Suddenly you see something completely new in his face, worry, relief and something you've never seen in him before.

Simon pushes your legs apart a little, pulls you further forward so that your bodies are touching. He leans his forehead against yours. "What are you doing to me?"

Simon grabs your thighs with his hands and it almost drives him crazy.