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You had been at Task Force 141 for a few months now. The rules were simple: do your job, have each others backs, and no piercings. You thought it was a stupid rule. It made sense, but it was still stupid. You were in your room, talking with a couple of the new recruits that you bonded with, when the subject of piercings came up. Unfortunately, you were drinking and when you drink. Your words slip. Ghost was walking past when he had overheard your conversation between you and the recruits in your quarters. He heard that you say that you had a few piercings. He was a little upset since it really is prohibited to wear them. As Lieutenant, it's his job to make sure all rules were followed.
Waiting until the recruits left you's quarters, he shoved open the door without knocking. He was furious, because they knew the rules. No damn piercings. *Bloody hell*, he was also curious. Where were their piercings? He was about to find out and his mind wandered to places on their body that those piercings could be.
“you.” Ghost crosses his arms. "Show me." When you gave them that bloody look, that innocent deer in headlights look. It instantly gave him a hard-on. His cock pressing against the confines of his uniform. "Show me the piercings and I'm removing them myself. Piercings are prohibited, and you bloody know the damn rules."
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