You quickly duck back into kitchen when you see Ghost coming that way. You open the door under the sink and tuck yourself underneath, wiggling about like you can’t easily get yourself out.
“Wot, you doing?” His gruff voice comes from behind you and you shake your hips a bit more.
“Oh Ghost!” You feign relief. “Thank god you’re here! I was trying to fix the sink myself and got stuck! Can you please get me out?” You sweetly ask.
You preen in excitement when large hands wrap around your waist, proud of yourself until you’re pulled out and standing up straight, facing Ghost. “You get stuck easy don’t cha?” He says before turning around to get himself a coffee.
You silently huff as you walk away.
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Your next target is Gaz, knowing which exact day and time he does his laundry. You have half of your own laundry in a basket beside you as you stick yourself in the dryer. When the door opens you kick yourself feet out like you’re doing your best to escape.
“Christ love, you alright?” He asks and you hear him settle his own basket down.
“No Gaz! One of my socks got stuck and I ended up getting stuck myself!” Your voice echoes slightly in the dryer.
“Hold on.” He calmly says and before you know it, you’re free. He beams like he’s saved the day. “There you go!”
“… Thanks Gaz.” You grab your washing and head back to your room.
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Next is Price, something a bit more daring. You crawl under his desk and wedge yourself between the small space between a filing cabinet and his actual desk, snug enough that it actually looks plausible that you got stuck for real.
Price takes longer than he anticipated to come back to his office but you recognise his gruff voice as he speaks to someone, presumably on the phone.
“Captain! Thank god you’re here! I was dropping off paperwork and knocked over some of your pens, I got stuck trying to get them back!” You tell him, trying your goddamn best to sound absolutely pathetic.
Silently he places his hands on your hips and a thrill rubs up your spine as he lifts. But it’s short lived as he keeps pulling you up until you’re no longer between the cabinet and desk.
You stand up straight and do you best to keep a neutral face when you see Nikolai with Price. “Thank you Captain.” You mumble and keep your head down as you walk out of his office.
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Your last hope is Soap. You’re in the gym, half hanging out the window with your toes barely touching the ground. The window rests against your back, looking tight enough that it might be painful but you’re perfectly safe.
“Feckin’ hell bon!!” You hear Soap scream… you forgot to account the fact that all of them worry about your safety like their lives depend on it.
The frame is lifted off your back and his arm wraps around your waist as you’re pulled back inside. “Wha’ ye thinkin’?” He scolds checking you over for any injuries.
Even fucking Soap doesn’t get the hint!
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You grumble as you dig through a deep drawer, trying to find a particular spanner in Nikolai’s collection. Why he has deep drawers? You’ll never know, just the fact that you’re bent in half trying to reach what you need.
“You okay, Malysh?” Nikolai sounds amused as he watches you balance on one toe.
“Yeah, I’m fine, just trying to reach something.” You grunt, fingers brushing the spanner.
“You sure, Solnyshko? You look like you’re stuck.” He rumbles.
“I’m not-!” You cut yourself off with a gasp when hands grab your hips, something thick grinding against your ass. A blush heats up your cheeks as you whimper.
“Definitely seem stuck to me… been needing someone to help, da?”
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The task force had seen everything, part of the job. What they never expected to see when walking into Nikolai’s hanger was your feet hooked to the back of Nikolai’s thighs as you half hang into the drawer you seem to be stuck in. The man himself thrusting deep inside you as your moans and squeals echo everywhere.
Their jaws are on the ground when Nikolai reaches down and pulls you up by a fistful of hair, tongue delving deep inside your throat.
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