Coming home was always something to look forward to after a mission.

So much to catch up on.

So much to do in that time…

Tears fell from your bottom lashes, your body pinned underneath Ghost with your legs perched on his shoulders as he unleashed all his pent up longing and frustration with each weighted crash of his hips.

“Yes baby, keep crying like that. Fuc- you look so god damn beautiful.” Ghost rasped a throaty groan, picking up his pace.