In The Army

|Teasing & Battle buddy

Song: Wild by Troye Sivan feat: Alessia Cara

(Raura's song af tbh 🙊🙈)

Now back at Ross's place, he told Laura she could shower while he started dinner.

It felt odd at first, showering at his place, especially when he was just on the other side of the door, but soon her curiosity took over and she was rifling through his medicine cabinet. Just as suspected, all of the contents were evenly spaced apart, labels facing forward, everything dress right dress in military fashion. She shook her head and laughed, if they ever lived together, that was another thing aside from cooking he wouldn't get out of her. Scolding herself for even entertaining that thought, she hopped in the shower and set about trying to get the mud out of her hair.

Fifteen minutes later when she'd finished and walked into the kitchen, she was hit with the smell of food cooking away on the stove while staring at a half-naked Ross. He'd swapped out his muddied clothes for nothing but a pair of sweatpants. Do NOT stare this time. Easier said than done! The man was practically built for sin. He may have apologized over what happened between them at FT Littleton, but there was no denying just how hot that experience had been when remembering how those sinewy muscles danced beneath his skin as he pounded... Bad Laura. Good God, she was just as bad as Ross was before he stopped making lewd comments. Good thing he wasn't a mind reader, he'd probably have a field day with it.

"Whatcha cooking?" She stepped up beside him to see it was spaghetti sauce he was slowly heating up while another pot of water was steadily coming to a boil.

"Somethin' quick. Can you watch this while I take a shower?" She gave him a skeptical look.

"I will but there's no guarantee I won't mess it up. Cooking and Laura are un-mixy things."

He smiled at her scrunched up nose. "It's only spaghetti. Just stir the sauce and when the water boils, throw the noodles in and stir that, too."

"Okay," she said doubtfully. "But I warned you."

"You'll be fine." He kissed the side of her head. "I'm gonna go have a smoke first."

She watched him walk over to his jacket that was hung on the wall and retrieve his cigarettes. "If you don't brush your teeth after that, it's a negative on any kissage from me." He smirked at her while opening the door to go outside.

"I'll just pull rank on you," he curled his tongue behind his teeth then laughed as he dodged the hand towel she threw at him.

Wicked man.

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She'd just turned the burner off since the noodles were done when Ross came out from his shower. The moment she turned to look to him, her breath caught in her throat and plop, the wooden spoon she was using to stir the sauce with slipped from her fingers to sink completely into the pot.

"Shit!" Yup, definitely built for sin. The man wore nothing but a white towel draped low on his waist, exposing those sharp hip bones of his, chest covered in water droplets while rubbing his head vigorously with another towel. This is so his fault, she thought as she grabbed another spoon to try and scoop out the one she'd lost.

"Want some help?" He saw what had happened and headed towards her when she stopped him.

"No-no," she held a hand up behind her to prevent him from getting any closer. "Just... go get dressed."PLEASE get dressed before I jump your bones. Thank heavens he was behind her because she knew he wouldn't miss the fact her face nearly matched the color of the sauce.

"Alright, be back in a sec." He smiled and kept his thoughts to himself.

While he was changing she thought seriously on the subject of sex. How long should they wait, were they supposed to wait? She'd only ever been with Andrew and that was a different situation entirely. Ross said whenever she was ready. She chuckled out loud. Of course he'd say that. Just because he wasn't talking about it anymore didn't mean he wasn't thinking about it. Hell, she knew she was.