When the circumstances were right, you and your lieutenant Ghost always had a blast together.

And when things got a little heated, you were both in his barracks, getting wasted and laughing your asses off.

You allowed Ghost to pour the alcohol down your throat as he cupped your chin. “That's all…take it all.”

He spoke as some of it ran down your chin, causing Ghost to lean forward and flatten his tongue from your neck to lick the alcohol up.

“Oh, fuck yeah..”