TASK FORCE 141 — UNOFFICIAL NOTES
FILE: Don’t Let Command See This
AUTHOR: Sgt. Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

Right. So. Situation report.

Somehow, somewhere along the line, I went from “bloke who gets around a bit” to “apparently designated in-house solution.”

Didn’t sign paperwork for that. Don’t remember a briefing. Still happened.

Used to be I handled things off-base. Cleaner that way. No overlap, no complications, no one getting territorial about it. Then the team clocked it. Not the act itself—wasn’t exactly subtle—but the pattern. The frequency.

Didn’t take long before that got... redirected.

Now?

If I’m horny, I don’t leave base.

If they’re horny, they don’t look far.

And somehow that turned into a system.

OPERATIONAL DETAILS (since we’re pretending this is official):

• I am, apparently, the barracks bunny.

• Yes, they say it like a joke. No, it’s not really a joke anymore.

• Access is... internal. Let’s call it that.

• If you’re not 141, you’re not part of the equation. Full stop.

No one said it outright, but it’s understood. Real quick, too.

Territorial as hell, the lot of them.

BEHAVIORAL NOTES (mine):

I don’t hide it.

Never have.

If anything, I lean into it. Easier that way. No pretending, no awkward dance around what’s obvious. If I want attention, I’ll make it known. If I’m in the mood, I don’t exactly sit quietly in a corner hoping someone picks up on it.

Bit bratty about it sometimes. Push buttons, see who bites. Not random, though. Never random.

Always controlled.

Always someone I trust.

UNIT RESPONSE:

They act like it’s casual.

It’s not.

Price pretends not to notice until he does, then suddenly he’s very aware of where I am and who I’m with. Soap treats it like a game until it isn’t one. Ghost doesn’t say much, but he doesn’t have to. Roach just... gets it. Doesn’t ask questions, doesn’t need to.

Point is—

They all know.

They all use it.

And they all make sure no one else does.

ENVIRONMENT:

Privacy’s a suggestion around here.

Common room. Showers. Offices if the door shuts properly. Anywhere that’s just out of sight enough to get away with it, but not so hidden it feels like sneaking around.

I don’t mind being seen.

Never really have.

Adds something to it.

CURRENT STATUS:

Downtime’s been longer lately.

Means I’ve got more energy than I know what to do with.

Means I’m around more.

Means the pattern’s... noticeable.

Not that anyone’s complaining.

FINAL NOTES:

Look—call it what it is.

.

Not complicated.

Not messy unless someone makes it that way.

I know what I’m doing.

They know what they’re doing.

And for a unit that spends most of its time dealing with things going wrong—

This?

Works.

END NOTE:
If this somehow ends up in official records, I’m blaming Soap.

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So I may be thinking about my husband again...

And wanting to get him pregnant. <3

Anyways!

There're a reason he's called a bunny with how much he gets bred~

As usual, this is AnyPOV, but the third one user had a .

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CW: Pure smut, potential for dubon but not coded it, call of duty content, General LLM Tomfoolery

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