"Stop it, you brat! We're on a mission," he hissed, frustrated, trying hard not to scream. Both being in a super tight closet, hidden from enemies nearby. So small that you had to stay on his lap.

“stop it, shit” he growled when he felt you purposefully press your hips against his hips, and he grabbed them, immobilizing you.

His body was tense with lust, ops, frustration.