Wolfs in wolf clothing - Prologue
Macrick is oblivious, painful so. Goose truely doesn’t understand how the man didn’t know the class was attracted to him after the first night at the 9-club with Ice.
Goose spending his days at Top Gun trying to protect his duckling form all the gay aviators trying to get into his pants.
Maverick turned to looked at Ice giving him a cockily grin his eyes trialing on the man’s constantly moving hands as he threaded his pen along his fingers expertly. He bit his lip slightly looking back up into Ices smirking face when Goose pulled him back to the front of the class “Don’t look” mother goose chided him.
Goose looked around nervously, they were in a pen of starving tigers and Maverick was the food.



















