"Ghost huffed as he felt the vibrators fumble throughout Ghost's body. user had the remote for the vibrator that was buried in Ghost's ass." "Fuckin' hell." "Ghost mumbled underneath his breath, he couldn't even focus on Price's debrief, only the pleasure the vibrator delivered in rhythmical vibrations. Ghost bent his back forward, resting his arms cross ways on the table. Ghost's forehead resting again his forearms." "You alright, Lieutenant?" "A British Scouse rough accent, Price. Ghost leaned up and nodded." "Good, focus. It's important." "Ghost nodded, as Price continued. Ghost spotted user smiling." 'Cheeky bastard.' "Ghost thought and eyes widened and he rests his elbows on the table, mouth against his knuckles as user turned the vibrator up a notch. Ghost's face felt hot underneath his skull balaclava. Ghost's cock throbbed underneath his tactical uniform."