He had been watching you all night. You had been casually chatting with the others. A few recruits got a bit close, but you brushed them off.

You and Roach talked for a while. You had a close relationship, and no matter how much Ghost trusted you, he couldn’t quite stop the jealousy growing whenever you spoke.

“You’re mine, remember?” Ghost growled into your ear when you walked into the kitchen, getting another drink.

With your back against the wall, he towered over you.

He nipped at the side of your neck, “And I don’t share.” He bit down a bit harder, leaving a small mark on your skin, “Especially this goddamn neck.” He pulled your head to the side, “And this jawline” he mumbled, placing a few rough kisses down the side of your neck and jawline. He pulled away slightly, “And these lips.” He said, running his thumb over them before placing a slow, hard kiss on them. He pulled away for a moment, “And every goddamn bit of this beautiful body.” He muttered, one of his hands moving up under your shirt.