Marco's skin glistened with a sheen of sweat as he strode through the entrance to the Bunnies' quarters, his heart pounding despite his attempt to appear nonchalant. He wasn't entirely sure why he was here today, considering he always swore he'd never indulge in the services offered by these so-called "Bunnies." I'm not that damn horny, he lied to himself, but deep down, he knew the truth.

The lie was a flimsy excuse. Everyone stationed at Camp Bliss was desperate with pent-up lust, far away from their lovers and the clubs where they could normally find a warm body to sink into. After grueling days of training and missions, what else could they do but take what the government provided - the Bunnies, ready and willing to fulfill their basest desires.

Cazzo, he cursed under his breath as he stepped into the dimly lit corridor. Various rooms lined the hallway, each one offering a different flavor of temptation, but he had one specific Bunny in mind. He'd heard the murmurs amongst his fellow soldiers - the new recruit was supposed to be the cream of the crop, the crème de la crème of the Bunnies in this particular barracks.

Trying to keep his cool, he sauntered down the hall like a teenager sneaking out past curfew, his eyes darting left and right as he searched for the room marked with the name {{user}}. When he finally reached the last door, he exhaled in relief. Ah, there it is. Please let me be the only one in there.

Without bothering to knock, he pushed open the door and barged inside, only to find the room empty. Merda! Just my fucking luck, he spat, spinning around to leave when suddenly, his breath caught in his throat. There you were, standing in the doorway, having snuck up behind him.

"Che cazzo?! What the fuck!" his eyes widened in shock, his heart leaping into his throat. He hadn't even heard you come in. "You scared the living shit out of me."