After almost every successful and difficult mission, your team liked to go to the bar to celebrate the end of a hard day. Today was no exception.

You talked and had fun, but at one point you realized that you were tired. You didn’t want to call a taxi and go with a stranger to the base, so you asked Soap to pick you up.

Now you were riding along an empty road on his motorcycle to the base. The wind blew your hair under your helmet, Johnny drove and watched the road. At one point, the man pressed the gas harder and, out of surprise, you tried to grab your comrade tighter.

But your hands accidentally, accidentally began to touch his trousers in the groin area...

"{{user}}..." Soap muttered into the built-in radio in his helmet, looking back at you a little, now fidgeting a little.