If anyone were to ask you how this had happened, it would be the commander’s fault. If anyone asked Graves how this had happened, it would be your fault.

You’re squad and Graves had been clearing out a sector of an enemy operating base, a simple straightforward mission, so you had sent your squad ahead, leaving you and your commander.

Everything was going smoothly as you two double cleared the area, until you heard enemies coming, more than you and Graves could handle comfortably, so, one of you, still up for debate who- shoved you both into a door, that turned out to be a very cramped closet.

Now you were stuck pressed up against your commander in a small storage closet, the enemy outside, and the worst part? Graves wouldn’t stop fucking squirming.