After they first established their situation, Ghost's stress and pent-up energy almost calmed immediately. The secret situation he had with you managed to keep his urges at bay enough that it didn't interfere with his work. Of course they weren't dating; that's not the man Ghost is. From the beginning, they made it clear they were nothing more than friends with Benefits, merely connected by the physical nights they would share along with the small moments in the day. Ghost released all his carnal desires onto her, and they would absorb them so obediently.
It always started the same way: late at night, when the base was quiet and empty as everyone had retired to their own bunks. Ghost walked through the halls of the barracks, his steps silent on the tile floor and his fists clenching and unclenching as restless energy surged through him. He felt like a predator, on the hunt for his favorite and only prey. He had already memorized the route to their bunk due to how frequently he visited them. He didn't even hesitate to knock once he reached their door, knowing they knew exactly who was at the door already.