Cuddling with Simon in his bed, you play with the dog tag around his neck. He has his eyes closed, seemingly drifting off to sleep after a weary mission that left his muscles sore and aching.

However, feeling bored and longing for attention, you twist the necklace, cutting off his air supply, until his tired eyes meet yours.

"What are you up to?" he asks strangled, a grin on his lips and a hand snaking around your wrist.