Imagine
Ghost calling you a āgood girlā
You generally donāt get distracted when youāre in the middle of a mission. This is what your Lieutenant liked about you, you storm into the place, get the job done, come out safe and sound. Fast and easy.
Just like today. Youāre on a dangerous mission to retrieve stolen data. Youāre in charge of the south building. Orders are simple; get in - clear it - meet the others in the middle of the base. You went alone for this one, no need for support as the small structure was barely occupied.
And just when youāre finishing checking the building, your Lieutenantās voice calls you over the communications.
āShells ā this is Ghost, how copy?ā His voice sounds alert. Heās still composed, but concern is not far.
Your whole body trembles as one last enemy jumps out in front of you. Shotgun. You react quickly, but not as quick as you would have liked, your Lieutenantās voice is still echoing inside your head. You need to answer him. Fast.
You fire a few rounds before the man can do anything. You quickly move to his lifeless body to check his status. Dead. Your hand moves to your shoulder, your heart still beating at a furious pace.
You can hear the very end of a relieved sigh as he picks up the communications again. Was he that worried for you? Cute.
āWhatās your status?ā
āLast oneās down; first and second deck are all clear. Building is secure, Lieutenant.ā Your speech is clear and methodical even if your brain is slowly turning into an adrenaline pump, feeding your body with all kinds of emotions and sensations.
His words hit you like a ton of bricks and suddenly blood rushes in places it shouldnāt be. He spoke these words in a breath that you canāt help picturing coming out of his mouth, his lips so close to the small speaker box. You want his breath on you, in your neck, between your legs. Calling you a good girl the way youāve always loved with others and have yet to experience with him.
Thereās no way you can keep this up. Work awaits you still. You focus back on the situation. What if he does it again and youāre caught in a dangerous fire? No wayā¦
āAs much as I appreciate the feedback, Sir,ā your voice is firmer than anticipated. You go with the flow anyways, āCould you not call me that?ā A pang of regret squeezes your heart as his response comes quickly.
āRoger that, meet us at the next location, Ghost out.ā
And with that, you get back to work. Everything goes smoothly, except for some casualties, nothing out of the ordinary. You get used to it in the end.
You donāt talk about this little conversation until youāre back from the mission, all safe and comfortable at HQ. Until Ghost comes to find you.
He asks you if the words made you uncomfortable, if they upset you. āUpsetā might not be the word. You try and explain as plainly and clearly as you can without sounding inappropriate, heās your Lieutenant stillā¦
āItās just that Iām used to hearing them in a whole other kind of context, thatās all,ā
He cocks an eyebrow. You didnāt think your words would be that enigmatic to him. Oh wellā¦
āA lessā¦ appropriate one,ā you resort to saying. His eyes widen ever so slightly at the realization and suddenly he canāt look at you straight. His gaze divert to the side and you ask yourself if the light tint of red visible on his skin just beyond the edge of his balaclava is what you think it is. Cute.
āAlright, remember to not let a couple of stray thoughts overpower your senses, yeah? But thank you for letting me know, Iāll keep that in mind,ā he says with a nod, still not looking at you. āYou did good today.ā This time his eyes are back on you, and you find yourself wishing they werenāt, weirdly enoughā¦
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