63 - Contentment

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[Optional playlist - the white noise is literally just a blank for when I add new songs for upcoming chapters]

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You find yourself back at base, Gaz helping Keegan back to his dorm, leaving you alone in the dark courtyard. Moments after your words to Ghost, Soap had been sick and the team concluded it was time to head back. 

Gaz who was sober drove Keegans car back to base with you and the others, Ghost being the other sober one drove those who lived in town. 

You fiddled with your keys, making your way under the dark sky towards the dorm building. Few scattered windows illuminating patches of light on the empty courtyard. 

You went up the stairs, two at a time the only sound being your shoes echoing and the slight jingle of your keys. Your gaze focused on your keychains, fiddling around with the metal rings as you tried to forget any thoughts that attempted to infest your mind with impurity. 

You slowed at Ghost's door, looking up at it as you tilted your head. Your mind so set on just staring at the simple wood, thinking back to Ghost that the sounds of the dorm building door opening startled you. 

It's rusty hinges creaking from the rough opening before echoing footsteps sounded, they were rushed, skipping multiple stairs at a time as they approached. You stepped back from Ghost's door, not wanting to look weird to whoever was coming. 

You watched the stairs, seeing Ghost appear his chest rising and falling like he'd been hurrying. His hand gripped the banister as he froze a stair from the top, his gaze completely skipping you as they set on your door. 

You could see the veins in his hands, tracing up his arms with the force he held the stair railing with his eyes flicked to you and away doing a double take back. You seen the way his eyes darkened as he looked between you and his door. 

He stepped up the final step, nodding past you. "Open your door.." he said a demanding tone in his voice, walking towards you as you turned. 

You fumbled with the keys, his footsteps getting closer before you felt a faint weight on you. It wasn't enough to hurt but enough to keep you trapped between the wood and him, you felt his hands on your hips, your back to him as you struggled with the keys.

He brushed your hair away from the back of your neck, his hot lips pressing against your skin. It only made your difficulty finding the key increase as your knees instantly felt weak upon his kiss. 

Your forehead leaned against the door, bringing the keys to your vision and singling out your dorm room key before navigating it to the lock. With a swift push and turn you heard the sound of the lock click and you turned around. 

Ghost's weight didn't lift but it was easy to turn around and face him, his weight pressed on you more, his lips meeting yours as it pulled a small groan from your throat. The way his tongue danced along yours, opening your lips to allow him a taste. 

Heat flows to your stomach and lower in response to his rough lips moving with yours, his force so strong that the back of your head presses back against the door, his hands hold you steady by your hips his fingers holding you like you could slip away at any given moment.

He tilts his head to the side, reaching any angle he possibly can to satisfy the hunger he displays. Your lips feel swollen, bruised by his aggressive kiss but there are no complaints from you, only soft grunts and sharp inhales of air. 

One of his hands leaves your hips and grips the door handle, he opens the door, and you go to step back, so you don't fall, his lips refusing to break away from you but there's no need, his other arm wraps around you, lifting you up.

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