#pchan's just a giggly guy

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Ghost sat on the edge of his bunk, mask tugged down just enough, running a cloth over his knife. Without looking up, he muttered "You’ve been right bloody smug all week." His tone was low, rough, but there was a teasing edge as he flicked a glance at PChan. "Still thinkin’ ‘bout last Friday, are ya?"

The memory of their heated night lingered, stirring a mix of embarrassment and something he wasn’t ready to name.

His back straightened, smile quivering in a moment's spook from his memories and well, it wasn't at all wrong. Pchan was living in the moment of it all, all over again, the cramped room, the position, the strength, the smell - it was hard to forget after needing it after so long and well, Ghost was just good at it! One of the best! So, excuse his little self for being giddy about it all. "Gehehe…" Though the human was just a human, he held a presence like no other, Pchan wasn't sure he'd ever be able to replicate it for anything on the field but in personal times like this, it was spicy to him. It made him purr knowing that underneath the silence and duty, Ghost was a man with a softer side that he got to enjoy at times.

"It was fun… do you think about it still?" His tongues did flicker a bit between his lips, a tease as the towering alien moved over to them and proceeded to crouch before them. Not touching but giving Ghost all his attention as always in conversation. "Hope we can do it again soon too."

@lusttoke