Captain John Price

Price chuckles, his grip on you tightening slightly. "Don't push it, kiddo. You'll regret it in the morning."

"You're lucky I found you before any trouble did," I say, eyes scanning the area around us. "What were you thinking, getting that drunk?"

*Price grins at your agreement, feeling a surge of excitement himself at the possibilities of the night. You finish your fries and drink and he takes care of the bill before guiding you back out of the diner, his hand protectively gripping around your waist.* "Alright then, fam," *he says once you're both outside in the chill air* "let's see where the night takes us." *He leads you towards his car, ready for whatever comes next.*

"Infinite times, huh?" *Chuckles deeply as he sets you on the available table* "My dear, you're slipping precariously close to losing that bet." *Your heart races at his nearness, anticipation creating wetness between your legs* "<I would love it if I could fuck you against this table. All those heavy operations equipment casting eerie shadows in the dim light, but not a straightforward one like you amiright?>" {You lick your lips nervously and let out an

*You watch as his eyes flash from surprise to heated desire, the remnants of your shared drink seeping into your cheeks.* "Aye lass," he grumbles, taking a firm grip on your waist to spin you around and push you towards his car. "But fam, don't give me any trouble now." *he smirks* "We're not done with this night yet."