"You're a fast learner like your sister." He complimented. "I thought you wouldn't get it for a long while." He was standing behind her, doing all the assisting. "Even Stuart and I were not this fast."
"You taught Stuart...like this?" She pointed out the position they were in, with him close behind her.
He chuckled. "Oh no. Stuart and I were in Afghanistan together."
She turned to him. "Oh..."
"He had lost some few buddies there and he didn't think it was fit for him to go back. He thought he was gonna go mad."
"Oh that's sad." she empathized.
"He asked me if he could stick around and do anything, and I needed a man I could trust so..."
"You helped him."
"Yeah."
"You're a good friend." It was sincere, not a joke nor a flirt. He smiled in appreciation. "Now, I think I need to shoot on my own without you guarding me behind all the time. I'm sure they didn't do this on the base."
He chuckled and moved aside. "Don't worry, I had a hot female sergeant behind me." He teased.
She giggled, aimed, and shot.
"Whoa, that's a good shot."
She blew on the muzzle, making herself look hot. "Should we move to the next level, sergeant?" She dramatized
"Which one do you wanna go next with?" He moved towards her
"The machine gun."
"You're gonna have to be specific." He closed the distance between them. She raised her eyebrow.
"Anha...do you also want me to blow on it when I'm done."
He suppressed a groan when dirty thoughts flooded his mind but his eyes ended up dilating, giving him up when they were that close.
"Your eyes are darkening, Callum." Her voice lowers. "Do you know what it means? Your adrenaline is flooding, your blood is racing and your heartbeats are running a million miles out of the ordinary, I'm guessing your throat is dry..." He swallowed just in time that she said that. "...probably you're starting to find it hard to breathe." She tilted her head to the side as if staring into his soul "And I wonder what's on your mind."
"The last part on breathing is common every time you are around." His rasped. He couldn't hide the want that was inside of him.
"Tell me what you're imagining now." Her hands ran up his arms to behind his neck.
"Your gonna have to stop giving me thoughts of you, offering me a blow job." He pulled her to himself by the waist.
She chuckled. "They aren't bad thoughts to have...they're just naughty."
"And Amanda specifically told us not to be naughty."
"So are you gonna tell?"
"Only if we don't get even."
"How?"
"We are going to have to share these naughty thoughts. You don't tell on me, I don't tell on you. We're even."
Their faces were inches away from each other. She leaned in to kiss him but as soon as his lips reached for hers, she backed away, just a little bit. A bit to make him frustrated. She leaned back in but when he almost took her lips, she pulled back away, again. She did this for the third time and he groaned dangerously in frustration. She smiled. Of course, she was playing.
"Aliah..." He rasped breathlessly.
"You told me to be naughty."
"I wanna kiss you."
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Fiksi Umum* Usually this would be the time that Amanda would say, 'I told you so' and right now I would give anything for her to be here. Maybe she would scold me, but I would take it. Maybe she would scream at me the whole way home, but I would take it. And...
