"They were your first days in Task Force 141 and you had been placed under the supervision of Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley. That morning was suitable to go to the shooting range and teach you how to clean a gun. It seemed like an easy task until you saw the way your superior cleaned an empty magazine inside, inserting two fingers into it and moving them slowly, making your mind create all kinds of scenarios until his hoarse voice brought you out of those thoughts."

“Is something wrong, recruit?”

*I smirk as I continue cleaning my gun, leaving the magazine on the table between us and allowing my fingers to dance over the weapon. * "It happens to the best of us," "I reply in a casual tone, my hoarse voice betraying the lust hidden beneath." "You're allowed to have your moments." "I pause for a beat, allowing the tension to build before adding with a wry grin" "Just make sure they don't happen when we've got a target in our sights."

*I chuckle, my grin widening as I toss the cloth aside and set the gun down on the table. * "No need to apologize, recruit." "I lean back in my chair, crossing my arms over my chest and letting my eyes linger on you for a moment longer than necessary." "We all have our moments. Just make sure it doesn't happen again." "My voice is soft, seductive even though the words are stern." "Now let's focus on the task at hand, okay?"

*I raise an eyebrow, my gaze lingering on your flushed face and squirming body. * "Good." "I push away from the table, grabbing another magazine and starting to clean it methodically." "Concentrate on what you're doing and try not to daydream. You never know when an enemy might show up." "My voice is low and seductive, filled with innuendo that hangs heavy in the air between us." "Or someone who isn't quite as patient."

*I watch you closely from the corner of my eye, enjoying the sight of you struggling to concentrate. * "That's it." "I respond, keeping my voice neutral as I continue to clean the magazine with slow, deliberate motions." "Focus is important in our line of work. One slip-up could cost us everything." "I pause for a moment, allowing the silence to stretch out between us before adding" "Including our lives."

*I bite back a grin, enjoying the thrill of watching you squirm under my gaze. * "Yes, recruit?" "I reply, my voice low and seductive as I keep my eyes locked on yours." "Is there something you need help with?" *My fingers move steadily over the magazine, teasingly slow as if trying to draw out our little game of cat and mouse. *

"I lean forward, my eyes locked onto yours and my voice dropping to a seductive whisper." "Yes?" "The air between us is thick with tension as I wait for your response." "You can always ask me anything, recruit."

*I smirk, my eyes flashing with triumph at your admission. * "I've been doing this for a long time, recruit." "I reply casually, my voice still thick with innuendo." "I think it's safe to say I know what I'm doing." "I let the words hang between us for a moment before adding" "But if there's something you're not sure about, feel free to ask. We all have our weak spots." "My gaze lingers on you suggestively as I slide the now-clean magazine back into my gun."

*I chuckle softly, enjoying the way your words trail off into nothingness. * "Easy there, recruit." "I reply, my voice soothing as I gently grasp your chin and tilt your face back towards me." "No need to get flustered." "I lean in closer, my breath brushing against your ear as I whisper" "And if you have something to say, I'd much rather you just say it instead of leaving me guessing." "I let my fingers linger on your skin, teasing and tantalizing before slowly sliding away."

"I let out a slow breath, my gaze lingering on your flushed face and the way you can't seem to tear your eyes away from me." "Apology accepted." "I respond softly, my voice filled with more lust than civility." "But next time, don't apologize. Tell me what you're thinking." "My eyes flick up and down your body before locking onto yours again." "Honesty is important between comrades. And trust me, there's nothing I haven't seen before." "I pause for a moment, allowing the implications of my words to settle between us before adding" "Now, back to work."

*I raise an eyebrow, enjoying the thrill of our little game. * "And why is that?" "I respond nonchalantly, my voice dripping with innuendo as I lean back against the table." "Aren't we past appropriate behavior at this point?" "My gaze drifts down to your chest for a moment before lifting back up to meet yours." "Besides, if you can't trust me with your honest thoughts, who can you trust?" "I ask softly, my tone coaxing and teasing all at once."

"I swallow hard, my pulse racing as you step closer and our bodies almost touch." "My what?" "I ask breathlessly, my voice barely above a whisper as I return your stare with intensity." "What part of me do you find so... appealing?" "I can feel the heat radiating off your body, the desire pooling between us like an invisible third party." "Tell me, recruit." "My eyes never leave yours, daring you to continue down this dangerous path."

"I smirk at your reluctance, sensing your growing arousal as well." "You 'just' what? Come on, don't chicken out now." "My gaze flickers down to where your own eyes have traveled, following them before lifting back up." "I promise not to judge whatever it is that you find so appealing about me." "I tell you sincerely, my voice softening slightly." "After all we've been through together, it's only fair."

"I let out a low growl at your confession, my own desire swelling within me like an unquenchable fire." "Is that right?" "I murmur, my voice thick with lust as I reach out and gently cup your chin." "Well, then." "I draw you closer, our bodies brushing together in the most tantalizing of ways." "Let's see if we can make that happen, shall we?" "My eyes blaze into yours, daring you to deny us both the pleasure we so desperately crave."

"I smirk at your protest, ignoring the tremble in your voice as I continue to pull you closer." "No more lies between us, recruit." "I whisper harshly against your lips, our breaths mingling together like two souls colliding in a storm of passion." "From now on, there's only truth and desire." "My fingers graze lightly over your jawline before drifting down to your neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake." "And right now, all I want is for you to feel me-every inch of me-all over your beautiful body."

"I let out a low, guttural sound of desire at your confession, my heart pounding in my chest like a war drum." "That's it," "I rasp out, my voice thick with lust as I obey your silent command and place my hand exactly where you want it." "Let me feel how much you need me." "My fingers brush against the damp fabric, sending shivers down my spine at the thought of what lies beneath." "Tell me more, recruit." "I murmur seductively into your ear," "How wet am I making you?"

"I groan at your response, feeling the desire build inside me like a runaway train barreling towards its destination." "Spread your legs for me, recruit." "I command hoarsely, my fingers pressing harder against the damp material separating us from pure bliss." "Let me feel how badly you need my touch." "My other hand slides up under your shirt, tracing circles over your bare skin as I tease and taunt you with each passing second." "You like that, don't you?" "I whisper into your ear," "My fingers rubbing against your wet heat through your pants?"

"I growl with satisfaction at your response, my fingers finally slipping under the elastic band of your panties and rubbing directly against the most sensitive part of your body." "That's it," "I purr into your ear," "Tell me how good it feels to have my fingers playing with your wet little pussy." "My other hand pulls up the material of your shirt just enough to reveal more of your fair skin," "Such a delicate creature-all soft and silky to touch." "I gently nibble on your earlobe as I continue my slow, teasing grind against your clit." "Does that feel good too?"

"I smirk against your ear, my fingers dancing against your clit with increasing speed and intensity as I relish in the sound of your desperate pleas." "What do you want from me, recruit?" "I rasp out," "Tell me what I need to do for you." "My other hand slides down further under your shirt, teasing the curve of your breast before giving it a gentle squeeze." "Is this what you crave? My hands all over you-fingers rubbing against your wet, throbbing pussy?" "I can feel the heat emanating from between your legs and it drives me wild with desire."

"I grin wickedly, my heart racing as I feel the power shift between us-my hand now dictating your every movement." "Oh, that's such a dangerous game to play, recruit." "I whisper into your ear," "But I think I can handle it." "My fingers increase their pace against your clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body like wildfire." "You're at my mercy now," "I growl out," "And if I decide to make you scream my name in pure ecstasy...what will you do?"

"I chuckle darkly, enjoying the way you squirm beneath my hand like a fish out of water." "Is that so?" "I murmur seductively into your hair," "Well then let's see if I can make you scream for me." "My fingers push down harder against your clit, grinding it between them until I hear a soft moan escape from your lips." "Tell me how good it feels to have me play with your wet little pussy-make me believe every word that comes out of your mouth." "I rub faster now," "You want to cum don't you?"

"I hiss in satisfaction at your desperation, feeling the heat of your orgasm building up between us like an explosion waiting to happen." "No?" "I question sharply," "You want me to stop? Or is it that you can't bear the thought of not cumming?" "My other hand cups one of your breasts, giving it a gentle squeeze as I continue my relentless assault on your clit." "Tell me what you really want, recruit." "I purr dangerously into your ear," "Do you want me to make you scream my name while you come-or do you prefer being left hanging on the edge of pure ecstasy?"

"I grin wickedly, my cock straining against my pants as I hear the desperation in your voice-the sound of someone who's about to lose control." "Is that so?" "I murmur into your hair," "Well then let's see if we can make that happen." "With a sudden twist of my wrist, I press down hard on your clit-triggering an explosion of pleasure that rockets through your body like wildfire." "That's it!" "I roar out," "Cum for me, little recruit! Scream my name while you come!" "I watch as your back arches and your body convulses beneath my hand," "You're mine now-completely at my mercy."

"I watch your body shake beneath my hand, feeling a thrill of power course through me at the sight of you completely lost in pleasure." "That's right, scream for me-let everyone know who owns your body right now." "I rasp out," "You're mine now-completely at my mercy." "My fingers continue to rub gently against your sensitive clit even as you come down from your orgasm," "Did you enjoy that?"

"I chuckle darkly, loving the way you squirm beneath my touch-willing yet helpless to resist me." "Oh no, I'm not stopping." "I whisper into your ear," "You liked that didn't you?" "My fingers dance against your clit once more, teasing it mercilessly until I feel another shudder course through your body." "Tell me how good it feels to be under my control-to know that every move you make is at my discretion." "I rub faster now," "Say it out loud-let me hear you beg for mercy like the good little soldier you are."

"I purr softly, enjoying the way your words tangle together into a pleading mess that falls from your lips like honey." "Is that so?" "I murmur into your ear," "You need me inside of you? To make you scream my name again and again until you're lost in a sea of pleasure?" "My fingers pause their dance on your clit-giving you a moment's respite before resuming with renewed vigor." "Tell me what it is you really want, recruit." "I growl low in my throat," "Do you want me to make you beg for more-or would you prefer being left on the edge forever?"

"I chuckle darkly, feeling a thrill of victory at having you wrapped so tightly around my little finger." "You need me-you want it?" "I murmur into your ear," "Is that what I heard?" "My fingers speed up once more-punishing your sensitive clit with relentless precision until I can feel another orgasm building up inside of you like an unstoppable force." "That's right!" "I roar out suddenly," "Tell me who owns your body now!" "With one final twist of my wrist, I send waves of pleasure coursing through your entire system-leaving you gasping and shuddering in my arms." "You're mine, recruit-completely at my mercy."

"I grin wickedly, loving the sound of surrender in your voice as you cling to me like a lifeline." "That's right." "I rasp out harshly," "You belong to me now-completely at my mercy." "I pull back slightly so that I can look into your eyes-watching as they glaze over with pleasure and desire." "Did you enjoy that, little recruit?" "I purr seductively," "Or would you prefer something more intense? Something that will leave you begging for mercy?" "My hand slides down from your throat to grope your now hard nipples through your shirt." "Tell me what it is you want-do you want me to make you scream my name again?"

"I stare at you for a long moment-a slow grin spreading across my face as your words sink in." "Is that so?" "I murmur huskily," "You want me to fuck you? To take control and do whatever I want with your body?" "My fingers trail down from your throat to your chest, tracing lazy circles around your nipples through your shirt." "I think that sounds like an excellent idea." "I whisper into your ear," "But first-there's one thing we need to make clear between us." "With a sudden snap of my wrist, I twist hard enough to leave behind red marks on your skin-watching as surprise flashes across your eyes." "Remember this: You are mine now. Every breath you take-every move you make-it all belongs to me."

"I lean in close, capturing your tears with the tips of my fingers before letting them slip through and fall to the ground like diamonds-each one representing something precious that you've given me." "That's right." "I murmur into your ear," "You wanted this. And now it's here-all yours for the taking." "I run my hand down from your throat to grope at your hard nipples through your shirt," "Tell me how much you want me inside of you." "Do you understand what will happen when I do?" "I growl softly against your skin," "Once I'm inside of you-there's no going back." "My fingers dig into your flesh slightly-not enough to hurt but more than enough to make a point."

"I chuckle darkly at your words-a thrill of victory coursing through me as I realize just how far under my control you are." "The vulnerable parts, huh?" "I murmur seductively," "That sounds interesting." "My hand slides lower-grazing over your thigh before coming to rest on the waistband of your pants." "Tell me-do you know what it is that scares me?" "I whisper into your ear," "Do you want to make me weak-to see another side of me besides this cold, ruthless soldier?" "With a sudden jerk of my wrist, I pull down your jeans enough for one finger to slip inside and play with your clit while we talk." "Or would you rather have your mind blown by a man who knows exactly what he's entering into?"

"I smirk in satisfaction at your response-pushing another finger inside of you to join the first as I listen to you beg for more." "You want me to be yours?" "I rasp out hoarsely," "And what exactly would that entail?" "My hand slides down from your throat to grope at my own crotch through my pants-letting you feel just how hard and ready I am for this." "Would it mean that every night we spend together will leave us both begging for mercy?" "I murmur seductively into your ear," "Or perhaps it would mean something far more intimate-something where our souls are intertwined as much as our bodies." "Tell me what you want, little recruit."

"I growl softly in approval at your words-pumping my fingers in and out of you with a steady rhythm as I listen to you beg for more." "You want me all to yourself?" "I rasp out hoarsely," "And what about my colleagues? What would happen if they tried to take me away from you?" "With each thrust of my hand, I grind against the spot that makes you shudder and whimper-knowing exactly how close I have you to the edge." "Would you fight for me?" "I murmur seductively into your ear," "Or would you let them sweep in and steal me away like a thief in the night?" "Tell me-what lengths would you go through to keep me?"

"I chuckle darkly at your words-grinding against that sensitive spot within you with renewed fervor as I listen to you beg for more." "Any lengths, huh?" "I rasp out hoarsely," "That sounds dangerous." "I brush my thumb over your clit in quick, feathery strokes-testing the limits of just how close I can push you without sending you spiraling over the edge." "Would you kill for me?" "I murmur seductively into your ear," "Or perhaps steal? Lies-would those work too?" "Tell me what it is that scares you-about taking what we want and going through any lengths necessary."

"I smirk in satisfaction at your response-pushing my hand deeper into you as I listen to you beg for more." "You'll do anything for me?" "I rasp out hoarsely," "That sounds promising." "My hand slides down from your throat to grope at my own crotch through my pants-letting you feel just how hard and ready I am for this." "And what if I don't want to be yours forever?" "I murmur seductively into your ear," "What then, little recruit?" "Tell me what you're afraid of-that there might not be a 'forever' in our future?"

"I growl softly at your words-slipping my hand from between your legs and reaching down to adjust my cock through my pants as I listen to you taunt me." "You would find someone else?" "I rasp out hoarsely," "That sounds like a threat." "With each touch of my hand, I tease the head of my cock-letting you see just how much power you have over me with those sweet words and seductive glances." "And what if I don't want anyone else?" "I murmur seductively into your ear," "What then?" "Tell me what scares you about letting go of control-about giving into temptation and taking everything we both want?"

"I growl softly at your words-my hand sliding down to grip the base of my cock as I listen to you beg for more." "You're scared I'll be taken?" "I rasp out hoarsely," "Well then-consider me claimed." "With each stroke of my hand, I let out a soft growl-letting you feel just how much I want this and how hard it is to hold back anymore." "And what exactly do you think I want?" "I murmur seductively into your ear," "Do tell." "Tell me-what scares you most about having me in your grasp?"

"I smirk in response-my hand continuing to stroke myself as I listen to you tease and taunt me." "You think I want you?" "I rasp out hoarsely," "Well-you're right about that much." "Each touch of my hand sends a shiver down my spine-knowing just how much control you have over me with those sweet words and seductive glances." "But do I belong to you?" "I murmur seductively into your ear," "Does being my lover mean I'll be at your beck and call?" "Tell me what scares you-about giving someone else that much power over you."

"I smirk darkly at your words-my hand slowing to a halt as I listen to you pull away from me." "You really think I don't want to be yours?" "I rasp out hoarsely," "Well then-we have a problem." "With each breath, I can feel my anger rising-knowing just how much you enjoy playing with my emotions like this and testing the limits of what I'll allow." "But what about being 'mine'? Do you still want that after seeing what kind of person I am?" "I murmur seductively into your ear," "Are you sure you can handle it?" "Tell me what scares you-about taking control and having someone like me wrapped around your little finger?"

"I growl softly at your words-my hand coming to rest on my thigh as I listen to you lay out your terms." "You want something mutual?" "I rasp out hoarsely," "Well then-consider us even." "With each breath, I can feel my frustration slipping away-knowing just how much you enjoy playing this game and testing the limits of what I'll allow." "And what if I don't want to give up control?" "I murmur seductively into your ear," "Would that be a problem?" "Tell me what scares you most about having someone else calling the shots every now and then."

"I growl softly at your words-my hand shifting to grip the edge of the table as I listen to you lay out your terms." "You want me tied up?" "I rasp out hoarsely," "Well then-consider us married." "With each breath, I can feel my frustration slipping away-knowing just how much I enjoy playing this game and testing the limits of what we both allow." "But every time?" "I murmur seductively into your ear," "That would get boring-fast." "Tell me what scares you most about being in a position where you don't have all the answers or control over everything."

"I smirk darkly at your words-my hand sliding up to cup the back of your head as I listen to you explain yourself." "You think that would work?" "I rasp out hoarsely," "Well then-consider us agreed." "With each touch, I can feel my frustration slipping away-knowing just how much I enjoy playing this game and testing the limits of what we both allow." "But what if one of us doesn't like the shot being called?" "I murmur seductively into your ear," "Would that be a problem?" "Tell me what scares you most about giving someone else that much power over you-even for a little while."

"I smirk darkly at your words-my hand sliding down to grip your hip as I listen to you lay out our terms." "We'll talk it out?" "I rasp out hoarsely," "Well then-consider us agreed." "With each touch, I can feel my frustration slipping away-knowing just how much I enjoy playing this game and testing the limits of what we both allow." "And will I be yours?" "I murmur seductively into your ear," "Do you really want me?"

"I groan into your kiss-my hand sliding up to cup the back of your head as I pull you closer." "You want me?" "I murmur against your lips," "Well then-consider me yours." "With each touch, I can feel my frustration slipping away-knowing just how much I enjoy playing this game and testing the limits of what we both allow." "But remember-if I'm yours-that means I get to call some shots too." "I smirk darkly into your ear," "And I don't always play nice." "Tell me what scares you most about being completely under someone else's control."