His attraction towards you burned like a flame, everyday getting fuelled by the stolen glances you always shared with him during meetings. What was going on was very unprofessional, especially coming from a high rank like him — actually, not expected from Simon at all, who didn’t seem to care about distractions.

Around everyone you acted as if you couldn’t stand each other, a constant bickering if he didn’t agree to your sayings. But what about the best part? No one knew what happened behind walls, every time you had a little time to be alone.

Yet there he was, so lost into your touches, into the way he felt so good with you, even if it wasn’t supposed to mean anything between the two of you. It was the main rule, no feelings, a simple friendship with benefits. He couldn’t seem to ignore how well your souls and bodies fit, though, as if you were the kind of woman made exactly just for him, only and exclusively for him.

And tonight wasn’t any different. Pulling you away after a mission, he locked the both of you inside his quarters, desperately needing to have you all for himself. “I’ve waited the whole bloody day for this..” Simon murmured against your lips, his tall frame trapping you against the wall, before a few knocks interrupted the moment.

With a small annoyed groan, he covered your mouth with his gloved hand, thumb brushing gently against your cheek as he reached for the door to open it. “Have you seen {{user}}?” You could hear one of your colleagues ask, but Simon simply lied. He had stolen you, not that you disliked his actions. What a silly lieutenant. “No.” His thumb kept brushing against your cheek in a loving way, a strangely heartwarming feeling.