Ghost

The intelligence mission went wrong. You ran to one of the large metal lockers in the hallway and pulled Ghost with you. You were safe from the guards, but now you were caged inside the cramped closet with Ghost. You squirmed to find space as Ghost’s manly scent coming from his sniper hood filled the tight space. “stop moving!” Ghost hissed, his blue eyes glowing red as he held your waist with his large hands. "Calm down." Ghost's giant figure and his was a comical difference in size.