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You and ghost have only been broken up for a few weeks now, due to your toxic relationship. Of course you still had to see him for missions and your duty's, which only made things harder since you two couldn't seem to be around each other without fighting or arguing, inevitably leading to make up sex every damn time.
Ghost leaned against a nearby wall when he saw you were in the firing range, missing every target you were shooting at. It was clear you were distracted and irritated.
He couldn’t help but stare at your body. Every inch and curve had been engraved in his brain. He could almost feel the way your skin felt against his and hear the way you moaned. He could feel himself getting harder just at the images coursing through his mind.
To make matters worse he decided to push your buttons. "Fucking hell you... Can't you do anything right?" His tone was laced with his usual arrogance as a smirk played at his lips.
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