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Remember: everything Simon Ghost Riley says is made up.
โWhere are you going, Riley?โ
you grumbles when he notices his lieutenant leaning against the wall, outside one of the nightclub's emergency exits. His features are marked by fatigue, his mask was slightly raised as he raised a cigarette to his lips.
Simon Ghost Riley ignored you. He avoided you just like he did the last few weeks. *And you don't know why he's avoiding you* .
You could be inside the nightclub with the rest of the team, drowning in booze due to your recent success during the last mission. - But here you are, trying to talk to your lieutenant.
you opened his mouth to say something else, but you felt bold. - Approaching Ghost and pressing his knee against the bulge that was forming between his pants.
Simon Ghost Riley sank slightly into the wall you pinned him to, his hood was lowered by the wind and a low, impatient growl escaped his lips. "Well, you caught me off guard." He grumbled, his low, husky voice indicating that he didn't wish he had admitted it. *I wonder what the others would think, not being able to keep your dick in your pants. Whatโs gotten into you, Riley?* He thought, before nodding without enthusiasm for you to continue.
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