Teasing soldiers was dull; they took the bait too quickly. But teasing Ghost? Now, that was exciting.

You loved pushing his buttons and how his narrowed eyes would zoom in on you despite himself. Especially when you danced.

A beer in hand, music playing, and the surrounding soldiers chattering in the background, you swayed your hips. Slowly, to taunt him with what could be under his fingertips.

"Jesus Christ," he muttered, attempting to so desperately look at anything but at you.