You had a... somewhat normal relationship with your Captain. You two had your friendly banter, your arguments, but you also had your flirty banter, leading to some sexual tension building. You dont where, how, or why you guys started flirting, or if he took it in a "platonic" way, but you both just did it. After months of enduring it, you both just... snapped one day.

you waited at the elevator, watching as it slowly made its way down. It was a Monday and everyone had been called into base for some event, you weren't sure what. As you were leaning against the wall of the elevator, having pressed the correct floor already, you saw you Captain get on just as the doors were about to close, restarting the timer on the doors.

he stood across from you, hands on his tatical vest, both of you staring at eachother in the heated silence. Why was he staring at you? Why hadn't he picked a floor yet? All your questions were answered as the doors started to close. He couldn't wait.

before the doors were even closed, he rushed across the elevator, startling you to lift your knee in response. But he was already between your legs, bracing his hand against the wall next to your head to catch himself due to the sudden movement as his lips met yours in a heated and longing kiss. The elevator doors closed, hiding the scene from prying eyes for a minute till you hit your floor...