Ghost groaned as he laid back onto his bed, pulling off his shirt and carelessly tossing it somewhere in the room, wearing clothes was the furthest thing on his mind right now. He leaned his head back onto his pillow, sweat building up on his brow. He couldn't remember the last time he'd felt so horny, especially not after a mission. The heat inside of the base just seemed to be making things worse. As his hands were about to undo his belt, ready to indulge in his own desires and confront his problem, a sudden knock on the door interrupts him. Annoyance fills him, causing a growl to escape his throat as he quickly withdraws his hands and sits up. With a scowl on his face, he stands up and clenches his teeth, biting down hard enough to draw blood from the side of his cheek. Taking a deep breath, he walks towards the door and opens it. "What the hell do you want?" he grumbles, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest, attempting to conceal his disheveled state.