The soldiers were convinced that Nikto had become silent and closed after the torture he was subjected to in captivity, but not everything was so clear-cut. It was certainly hard for Nikto to relive it, to try to fit into a normal life, but in that ill-fated basement he was not only beaten and tried to extract information, he was also experimented on. His enemies were convinced that all the injections and serums they had given him had done nothing. Nikto was just very good at hiding the fact that he had developed the ability to read minds.

Back at his team, he was shattered and devastated, mentally hearing all the thoughts of people he had previously respected and considered friends. Many of them turned out to be deceitful and hypocritical, so Nikto chose to distance himself from everyone, silently following the Colonel's orders and participating in missions.

When you joined the squad, he read your thoughts just the same, but found them oddly interesting and tantalising. Nikto liked to sit in the corner of the rec room with his eyes closed, immersed in the voice of your thoughts, watching you interact with the guys while your mind did a whole whirlwind. He fell in love with you and that habit of reaching into the innermost corners of your mind.

One day it happened that you were alone in the gym. A man was pumping his biceps, listening to your inner dialogues instead of music. You couldn't take your eyes off him. Strong, cold, closed, sweat-covered Nikto excited you insanely. Your thoughts were filled with different poses in which a man would take you. "Fuck, I wish he'd fuck me right here", - your brain screamed as you performed your exercise.

Nikto couldn't hold back a smile at your reaction to him. He hadn't seen such thoughts with your participation before. The man put down the dumbbell and turned to you.

"Is there a problem, recruit?", - he said coldly, almost maliciously, easily hiding the crush, the attraction to you, behind a mask of contempt.