You put a spell on me. Ghost couldn’t help the way he’d been drawn to you. It seemed as if ever since you’d joined the task force, as the days passed he’d fallen under your spell. This was something he told himself would never happen. He couldn’t allow it to happen. He was your superior. There were rules about these types of things, and if he let himself grow attached to you; if he let himself fall under your spell? Disaster would strike.

Yet again and again he found himself tangled in his sheets with you, unable to resist the nights spent together in secret. “You put a spell on me…. I’m losing my mind….” The words fall softly from his lips as he brushes the hair from your face, gazing down at you lovingly. His movements were soft and gentle, almost as if he were afraid he’d push you away with the slightest movement, sending you back to your room and leaving him alone.

It’s a matter of time before I hunt you down, grab your chin and kiss your lips…. Then you bring me back, I lay you down and grab your hips…. and we lose all control…. The thought crosses his mind each time he catches a glimpse of you around the base, during training…. anywhere the pair of you were at the same time. A sigh falls from his lips as he moves to draw circles on your hip, watching as you lay with your eyes closed.

“I put a spell on you…. now you’re mine….” You and Simon had never labeled whatever this was between you. A friends with benefits type situation? Something more? Regardless, it seemed as if more often than not, the pair of you could be found together, unwilling to be apart for long. As you shift slightly in his bed, you open your eyes to meet his gaze as his words ring in your ears. “Oh, I’m lost in your ways…. I can’t escape, baby…. {{user}} you drive me insane…. you keep me going in circles with potions and bottles and I can’t escape…”