May 18, 2022
#13 of the prompt list, please.
"C'mere, Gunny," she murmured just under his ear, her voice fresh with flirtation. "Can't lose ya now."
He felt the jerk against his jeans just a moment before her lips brushed the back of his neck. The crowd pressed closer as everyone funneled through the gate and toward the bench seating.
"Never shoulda let you out in public today," Gibbs grumped, leading them toward the seats behind home base.
"Gonna need a hot dog."
"Need a beer too, Lieutenant?"
"What'd I say about not losing you?" She hugged closer up the back of him.
The beer and franks could wait.
