Gif source: Severide
Imagine being on ambo 61 and sneaking around with Severide and him pulling you into a closet while kissing your neck and hoping no one catches you.
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The feelings between you two had erupted last weekend after a few drinks from Molly’s had loosened you up to have the courage to kiss him in that Mustang of his on the drive home. Ever since, you’d been stealing kisses, touches, anything of each other that you could get your hands on when nobody was around to see.
It was really only a matter of time before he did something like this, grabbing you by the hand in the otherwise empty garage to pull you towards the gear closet, shushing your startled protests with his lips, “Severide, what—?”
“Shh,” he chuckles, kissing his way down your neck as the door swings shut behind you. There was no lock on this closet, only your hope that no-one would catch you, as he pulls away from your body just enough to urge, “Kiss me.”