The rain pounded down on his back, particularly the back of his neck where tendrils of water traced lines and dripped off into Wilson's. It was a glorious sight even as they wrestled in the bushes, spilling more droplets from one another, his hands fastened around his subordinates shoulders even as he knew the bush was probably not a comfortable place to settle.

"Oh, admiring is just the start," he replied, showing his teeth and warmed by the 'sir' himself. God, it wasn't supposed to sound that damn hot when they were in the rain like this clearly breaking rules together.

"You don't have to explain anything to them; that's the beauty of the chain of command," he hissed before he made a complete lie out of that statement with his biting. He groaned and ground his hips into Wilson's, tilting his head to the teeth and feeling himself get hard far too quickly. He gripped the other man's shoulders and rolled them out of the bush to the soaked grass instead, hidden by foliage as he reached out to grab Wilson by the dog tags and drag the man's mouth to his own for another searing kiss that was more teeth than lips.