Roach's touch set Ghost's skin on fire.

Even the slightest contact: a touch of the knees, a brush of fingers across his arm, caused his heart to race.

The first time they kissed almost caused Ghost to pass out. He didn't want to stop and it was only when he pulled away he realised how much he needed to breathe. Roach had laughed and kissed him again quickly.

And the sex. Ghost didn't know where to begin with the sex.

"Ghost..." Fingers trailed through his hair and raised goosebumps on the back of his neck. Roach laughed and kissed his cheek. "Do you like this?" Those hands were running down his chest now and leaving a trail of fire in their wake.

"You know I do." When Roach's hands slipped into his trousers all cohenerent thoughts were lost.

Mindblowing was a strong enough word for what Roach did to him.

Then at night when Ghost woke from a nightmare it was the feeling of Roach in his arms that calmed him down. Even sleeping the other man had a calming effect. Just knowing he was safe, being able to feel his heart beating was more than enough.

But the best touches were those felt after a mission. Just the simple pleasure of holding Roach's hand after almost dying was the best thing ever. The feeling of Roach's lips against his skin felt almost too good to be true.

So when Roach held his hand, Ghost felt like the luckiest person in the world.