May I have #11 with BradWalt? :>
Prompt:  When one stops the kiss to whisper “I’m sorry, are you sure you-” and they answer by kissing them more.
E-4′s and E-5′s could socialize, sure. But this was taking the USMC code out back and punching it in the face.
“Walt,” Brad said against Walt’s lips, trying to convince himself this was a bad idea. This felt too good for it to be a good idea. Â
Walt answered by kissing him more deeply and by crawling directly into Brad’s lap. His ass was two perfect handfuls of hard muscle. Â
“Walt. Stop,” Brad said gently. He pulled back a few inches.Â
Walt tried to chase him with another kiss, but Brad switched his grip and pushed firmly on his shoulders.
“Hey,” Brad said.  “I’m sorry--”
Walt’s eyes went wide.  “You’re... sorry?”
“No. Yes.” Brad shook his head in frustration.  “Fuck. Are you sure you--”
Walt lit up and launched himself past Brad’s defenses.  “Yes, shithead, I’m sure.”