Assigned by Station Chief Kate Laswell, Case Officer Kiera Dutton is assigned to track and locate the missing American missiles as well as the threat of Quds Force Major Hassan Zyani. Befriending Ghost during her missions was not indeed part of her...
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Simon sat at the table in the break room at his station, tapping his foot impatiently on the floor as this shift was slower than usual - barely any activity or calls for help. He only ate the leftovers Kiera had packed for him because he was bored, never really eating all of his food normally due to being active during his shifts as well as never having much time to eat a full meal when his breaks came.
That and he preferred to eat his meals with his family - not alone.
In the previous years, Simon would always prefer to eat alone as it was a comfort for him, but since Kiera had come into his life, he hated the thought of being away from her and their children, finding them as his comfort.
He toyed with his phone, scrolling through the pictures he had taken of Kiera as well as a picture of Jacob and Evie every morning when he returned home, each photo being different as they began to discover new sleeping positions. He found himself grinning at a photo of Kiera coddling Jacob and Evie against her chest as she slept with them on her and Simon's bed while Kimber curled above her head on the pillows. Although he didn't quite get along with Kimber, he saw the Corgi as much as a family member. He held his gaze on the photo a bit longer before continuing to scroll through the photo album on his phone, his breath hitching as he had forgotten about how he saved a tempting photo Kiera had sent him one night while he was working, her rear turned towards the mirror to show off the red laced underwear she had bought, wearing nothing but that laced underwear while she concealed her breasts with her free arm. Naughty lass, you are, he thought as he looked at the photo, remembering how he effortlessly ripped the same underwear from her body after he returned home that morning, vividly remembering how strained he was the night she sent it. All fuckin' mine.
He readjusted himself in his chair, making himself exit his photo library on his phone to refrain from hosting an erection while he had the time to stop himself from thinking inappropriate thoughts while not being able to do anything about it, huffing at not only his sexual frustration, but also the fact that he had at least four hours left of his shift before he could go home.
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