Asphyxia (18+)

The relationship with Simon was terribly difficult.

It was never possible to understand what he was thinking, what he wanted and what emotions he was experiencing right now, only if he did not tell it himself.

So you spent most of your time trying to read it. Over time, you managed to begin to understand the Lieutenant's feelings from his eyes. After all, the eyes are a reflection of the soul.

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After a grueling mission, the task force returned back to headquarters.

After a good shower and dinner, everyone went to their rooms to finally get some sleep after a hard day.

And you, as usual, followed Simon like a lost puppy to spend time together not only on the battlefield.

Once in Riley's room, you quickly realized that, surprisingly, he was not going to sleep.

The man was lying on the bed with his head thrown back and thinking about something. His body was noticeably tense, and his light eyelashes were trembling slightly.

He wasn't wearing a mask, so the situation seemed to be less awkward.

"Are you okay?" you ask, coming closer to him. But the Lieutenant, without answering, just grabs your hand and, pulling, allows you to sit on him.

"Can you do something for me?" he asks directly, waiting for an answer to his question.

"Yes, of course. What should I do?" you ask nervously, looking into his eyes.

"Can you squeeze your hands tighter around my throat?" Simon suddenly asks.

“What? Why?"

"Just strangle me." the man asks in a deep, insistent voice, putting your hands on his neck.

And then you feel his army trousers tighten under the pressure of a growing erection. Damn it, does he really like being on the verge of death?