You and Ghost were in the shooting range. You picked up a gun and put the clip into it. Ghost watched you with a smirk at the way you handled the gun.

He had to adjust his pants before he grabbed his own gun. He stood beside you and he just couldn’t help himself.

“You handled that gun very… sensually.”

You looked down to see the strain in his jeans. You look back up at ghost with a smirk on his face.

“Let’s say we take a break from all this shooting? Go do something much better.”