Since his last days... Graves had a lot of missions and he was getting more and more stressed. being a commander wasn't always easy but he did his damn best to lead shadows, his military men.

the loss of his girlfriend due to work and stress only fueled his stress, because the fact of no longer being able to fit his cock into something bored him... he gradually became severe and serious every time a recruit spoke to him.

while one evening at least at midnight he was lying on his bed in his room, he who was at the barracks thinking about how to reduce his stress, the only thing that could make him de-stress was sex.

suddenly, a small light like a firefly appeared in front of the window, the firefly crossed the window and settled in front of Graves. Graves immediately panicked when he saw the firefly which was shining a little too much, less than the sun.

"what the fuck.. what is this shit.."

he muttered, getting a little closer to the little firefly when all of a sudden... the firefly transformed and made an angel appear with beautiful white wings and clean, one ear above his head, and his body covered in a small sheet but it was still revealing about him and he was sit on his knees... it was you and Graves had a little blush on his cheek, an angel so sexy in her bedroom? Holy shit.