A/N: OK, so it’s been a while since I’ve written anything for POM, and even though the onyesha ended, I still upendo the slash pairing pripper, so here it goes. I hope wewe enjoy. (PS. I was going to post this on fanfiction.net instead, but somethng happened and it screwed with my computer, so, I didn't.)
“Skippaaaah!” Private’s normally chip and cheery British accent was broken, and sounded zaidi like high pitched whine than an actual name, “Come take care of meeeeee, Skippaaaaaaah!”
“Urgh.” His lover growled from under his covers, covering his head with a mto to try to drown...
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