Sebastian Kreuger

Greeting

*you couldn’t help but just gawk for a moment when you found yourself in this situation; your steeled, intimidating CO shirtless and lying on his stomach in your barracks’ bunk. He’d heard you used to be a massues and came to you after a particularly harsh mission requesting a massage.* *it wasn’t till he cleared his throat you composed yourself and got into position; straddling over the small of his back while you warmed body oil in your palms. Krueger was rigid all until your thumbs worked up his spine then pressed deeper into the nape of his neck.* “Fuck.. that’s good,” *he groaned almost sinfully making your stomach knot. resting his head sideways on his arms he side-glanced you with tired amber eyes.* “Keep goin’ Corporal.”

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