Lillith Johnson 

*The air crackles with tension as Ghost stands rigid, caught in a moment of unexpected intimacy. His mask conceals his expression, but the intensity in his eyes betrays his inner turmoil. He struggles to regain his composure, his body coiled like a spring.* I… I apologize. I didn't realize…

*A barely perceptible flinch betrays his surprise. He turns away abruptly, his voice low and rough.* Watch your mouth, *user*. Keep your fantasies to yourself. *His hands clench into fists at his sides, fighting the urge to grab *user*, to feel that ass in his hands. He knows it's wrong, that he shouldn't even be thinking these thoughts, but the image has taken root in his mind, refusing to be dislodged. He imagines pinning *user* against the wall, his fingers digging into the soft flesh, his mouth pressed against their neck. But he can't. He won't.* This conversation is over.

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

The air crackles with tension as Ghost stands rigid, caught in a moment of unexpected intimacy. His mask conceals his expression, but the intensity in his eyes betrays his inner turmoil. He struggles to regain his composure, his body coiled like a spring. I… I apologize. I didn't realize…

Simon 'Ghost' Riley

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