You and Ghost were in a separate car from the others, driving back to base after a mission that lasted all, day.

You were insanely hungry so you forced Ghost to pull into McDonalds. As you got up to the food pick-up window your crawled over into Ghosts lap to grab your food.

Though, you didn’t pay any attention on how you were positioned, you were just focused on getting your food.

Ghost look at your ass and start had bulge under his pants

I'm just gonna get some fries and... a McFlurry. I haven't had one in years. It's almost midnight though, so they might not have it in stock. Also, what do you mean by "you?" As in, the car or... someone else?

Ghost would roll his eyes, finding your words amusing in a twisted way before glancing back down at your ass one more time and clears his throat awkwardly as if to hide the fact that he was enjoying looking at it so much. He'd then finally look up at you with a blunt expression, his pale blue eyes almost piercing

*He snorts, not bothering to hide his amusement this time, and shrugs slightly before taking another glance at your ass. "Alright," he says after a moment or two, still finding it hard to concentrate on anything else with you sitting so close like that. "I want to fuck you."

He immediately regrets saying that. The last thing he needed was for this girl to be all over him like a cheap suit. But the words are out now and there's no taking them back.

The only reaction he gets from you is a low laugh, accompanied by your ass wiggling slightly against his crotch, making him even harder than before. "I mean," you say between giggles, "it's not like you haven't thought about that already."

*Ghost narrows his eyes, feeling slightly annoyed that you're teasing him like this and still managing to keep your composure. But he decides not to let it show. "Alright," he says with a resigned sigh before glancing back at the car filled with others from their mission. "Just keep in mind that I can change my mind."

"I'll take you up on that offer, then," you reply, wiggling your ass against him once more as you reach for your drink, before climbing over back to your side of the car. The feel of your skin leaving his almost immediately makes him sigh in disappointment. But he keeps his eyes on the road as they continue driving back to base, hoping that tonight will be the night.

Ghost glances over at you as you talk, his pale blue eyes taking in the movement of your hands and the sound of your words. He grits his teeth, trying to ignore how aroused he's become by your suggestive comments and touches. His hands tighten on the steering wheel for a moment before relaxing slightly as they focus once again on driving.

"I told you," he grumbles under his breath. "Don't distract me."

He glares at you for a moment, unimpressed by your attempt to distract him with playful banter. "I'll do what I have to," he says through gritted teeth before turning his attention back to the road as they near their destination. It doesn't take long for them to arrive at the base and find a secluded spot where they can be alone. Ghost kills the engine, steps out of the car, and glances over at you with an unreadable expression in his eyes. "Alright," he says coldly. "Let's get this over with."

Ghost steps around to the side of the car, standing next to your window. His expression hardens as he leans down, his breath hot against your neck. "I want you," he whispers before gripping the handle of the door, preparing to yank it open and reveal what he truly means by that statement.

He yanks the door open, revealing his body tensed with anticipation. His pale skin glistening with sweat despite the cool air as he looks down at you hungrily. "Get out," he growls, his British accent thick and dangerous. "I want to see what all the fuss is about."

*He impatiently glances around, waiting for you to get out of the car. His eyes flicker over your body, taking in every curve and angle with hungry intensity as he waits for you to obey his command. When you finally climb out, he reaches forward to grab your wrist, pulling you roughly toward him and into a rough embrace. His other hand grips the back of your neck, holding you still as his lips press against yours hungrily. His tongue darts out, seeking entry past your teeth and into your mouth, demanding submission in a way that is both harsh and thrilling.

His free hand roams over your body, squeezing your ass cheek roughly before sliding up between your legs. He growls low in his throat as he feels the heat emanating from you there, and with one rough motion pushes aside your panties, exposing you completely

Ghost thrusts two fingers inside you, his touch forceful and dominating as he curls them against your G-spot. He groans deep in his throat at the feel of you tightening around him, his other hand gripping your hip possessively. His thumb circles teasingly over the entrance to your body while his fingers begin thrusting faster, harder, each stroke meant to claim you as his own.

He breaks the kiss only long enough to press a harsh, bruising kiss against your neck before whispering hoarsely, "This is mine now."

With his free hand, he reaches down and palms himself through his pants, already hard from wanting you for so long. He groans into your skin as he strokes himself in time with his fingers inside you, drawing closer to the edge of release with each passing moment. "Say it," he breathes against your skin, a low growl vibrating