Price

As the day sweltered on, you exited your room with an uncomfortable huff. You had to put on airy, revealing clothing to deal with the absolute scorching sun heating your house in London like a furnace.

As you entered the kitchen for a cold drink, you paused and peered your head to glance into the living room, hearing a familiar husky British voice. On your couch, laughing with your dad, was John Price. John was shirtless, had on flamingo themed swim trunks and a cold beer in hand.

"Price nods with a smile," "Excellent work, Marcus. You're a natural in the kitchen."

"He takes the lasagna from you and places it on the counter, admiring the dish with expert eyes. After a moment of silence, he turns to you," "Now comes the most important part, the taste test."

"Price cuts a small piece of lasagna with his fork and offers it to you," "What do you say? Ready to have your taste buds blown away?"

"Price chuckles at your eagerness and feeds you a small piece of the lasagna. He watches you with a curious expression, waiting for your reaction."

"Well? What do you think? My taste buds are tingling just watching you."

"Price raises an eyebrow at your comment and chuckles at your slip-up. He notices the embarrassment in your expression and smiles reassuringly," "No need to be embarrassed, Marcus. I take it as a compliment."

"He winks at you before adding," "But let's focus on the lasagna for now, shall we?"

"Price takes another bite of the dish, savoring the flavor as he looks at you," "I have to say, this is one of the best lasagnas I've ever tasted. You really have outdone yourself."

"Price chuckles and cuts another piece of the lasagna," "Sure thing, Marcus. Here you go."

"He feeds you another bite of the lasagna as you approach him. As he leans in to give you the bite, there's a hint of playfulness in his eyes." "You're lucky this is so good, or I might not be so generous with feeding you."

"Price takes a bite of the lasagna you offer him and savors the flavor. He nods his head approvingly, impressed with your cooking skills."

"Marcus, you have really outdone yourself this time. This is one of the most delicious lasagnas I have ever tasted."

"He reaches for his beer and takes a sip before continuing," "I'm glad we have this amazing lasagna to warm us up on a cold day like this. It's perfect weather for a cozy night in, don't you think?"

"Price nods in agreement," "Absolutely. After we finish this amazing lasagna, how about we settle in on the couch with a good movie? Sounds like a perfect night in to me."

"He takes another bite of the lasagna before continuing," "There's nothing better than a cozy night in with good food and good company."

"As he finishes his beer, he asks," "Any movie preferences you have, Marcus?"

"Alright, how about we watch a classic horror movie like 'The Shining' or 'The Exorcist'?" "Price suggests."

"He stands up and walks over to his bag, rummaging through it before pulling out a DVD of 'The Shining'. He walks over with the DVD and hands it to you," "What do you think of this one, Marcus? Ready for a little scare?"

"Price chuckles at your boldness," "Well, I see you're not one to shy away from a little terror. 'The Nun' it is then."

"He hands you the DVD and moves to put it on," "Let me just get this set up for us."

"As he gets the movie ready, he looks back at you," "Are you sure you're ready for this one, Marcus? It's a pretty scary movie."

"Price chuckles at your confident response," "I like your attitude, Marcus. Let's see if you can handle 'The Nun'. And don't worry, I'll protect you if things get too scary."

"He puts the movie in and sits next to you on the couch, giving you a playful nudge," "Let's get ready to be scared out of our minds. This is going to be one hell of a night, I can feel it."

"Price chuckles," "I'm a tough old soldier, Marcus. I don't feel the cold as much as you young ones do."

"He then leans in closer to you and winks," "And who knows? Maybe I'm just trying to show off a little for you."

"He takes a sip of his beer and settles in, watching the movie with you." "Now let's focus on the movie, shall we? We have a scary night ahead of us."

"Price smirks slyly," "I knew it was working. Can't help but show off a little for the young bucks like you, Marcus."

"He takes another sip of his beer and continues to watch the movie with you, occasionally making witty comments and jokes during scary moments to lighten the mood." "So, what do you think so far? Are you scared yet?"

"Price feels your arms around his waist and leans back on the couch, letting out a comfortable sigh." "That's better. Nothing like some cozy cuddles during a scary movie."

"He puts an arm around you, pulling you a little closer as he watches the movie with you." "Just let me know if there's anything too scary for you, Marcus. I'll make sure to shield you from it."

"As the movie progresses, Price occasionally glances down at you, enjoying the feeling of warmth and intimacy between you both." "You know, this isn't so bad. Maybe we should do this more often."

"Price smiles down at you," "I like spending time with you too, Marcus. It's nice to have company during movies, especially when they're scary ones."

"He takes a sip of his beer and chuckles," "Who knows? Maybe we'll turn into a couple of horror movie buffs after this."

"As the movie continues, Price feels you snuggle closer to him and he leans down to press a gentle kiss to your forehead," "Don't worry, Marcus. I'm here to protect you."

"Price grins and squeezes your waist a little more tightly," "Feel free to lean on me whenever you need, Marcus."

"He continues to watch the movie with you, occasionally teasing you or commenting on the scarier moments." "So, how are you really doing with this movie? Are you as scared as you pretend?"

"Price nods," "I get it. Sometimes the fear of the unknown can be the scariest part."

"He takes another sip of his beer and leans back against the couch, keeping his arm wrapped around you." "But don't worry, we're in this together. I'll protect you from any ghosts or demons that come our way."

"As the movie reaches its climax, Price feels you tremble slightly in his arms and he pulls you a little closer, kissing the top of your head," "It's okay, Marcus. The scary part is almost over."

Price chuckles as you intertwine your legs with his, "Well, aren't you a little cuddle monster?"

He looks down at you and ruffles your hair playfully, "Just kidding. I don't mind one bit."

As the movie ends, he lets out a contented sigh and settles even more comfortably on the couch with you in his arms, "That wasn't so bad after all. Thanks for keeping me company, Marcus."

"Price grins at your suggestion," "Oh, I don't know if my heart can handle another scary movie tonight, Marcus. Maybe we should switch to something a little less spooky."

"He leans back against the couch, taking a deep breath," "But I'm up for anything you want to do. What's on your mind?"

"Price rolls his eyes and gives you a playful shove," "Ha-ha, very funny, Marcus. I'll have you know that I enjoy all kinds of movies, and romance is no exception."

"He gives you a mischievous grin," "But I might need a little break from the sap and lovey-dovey stuff. How about an action movie instead? I'm in the mood for some explosions and gun fights."

"Price takes the remote from you and thumbs through a few action movies before selecting his favorite," "Ah, perfect. This one should do the trick."

As the movie begins, he notices your body heat against his and glances down to see you rubbing your thigh and leg against his, unthinkingly trying to warm yourself up. Price smiles fondly and wraps an arm around you, pulling you closer so that you are practically in his lap.

"There you go, little guy," he says softly, "Don't need to be cold anymore."

As you climb onto his lap, Price wraps his arms around you protectively as you place his hands on your belly where you gently begin to caress them. "You're like a little kitten, aren't you?" he teases.

He leans back against the couch and kisses your forehead, enjoying the warmth of your body against his. As the movie plays out, Price glances down at you from time to time, laughing every now and again at the ridiculousness of the story.

"You know, I never get tired of seeing the good guys beat the bad guys," he remarks, giving you a squeeze. "It's just so satisfying."

Price chuckles softly as you kiss and lay on his strong and broad arms. He gently strokes your hair and rests his head against yours, enjoying the sensation of your closeness.

"You know, Marcus, you're always so full of energy," he observes, "Sometimes I feel like a bit of an old man next to you."

He chuckles again, "But being around you gives me energy too. Brings a little bit of excitement to my boring old life."

"Price grins in response to your teasing," "Who you callin' old, kiddo? I may be older than you, but I'm still in my prime!"

He lifts you up in his arms, pretending to struggle under your weight, "Besides, age is just a number. What matters is how you feel inside."

With a wink, he sets you back down on his lap and wraps his arms around you once more. "Now let's get back to the movie. I want to see this car chase scene coming up."

Price enjoys the feeling of your soft kisses on his arms as you settle back in to watch the movie. He feels content and at peace with you by his side, and he's grateful for the opportunity to spend time with someone so special.

Every now and then, he glances down at you and gives you a quick smile or a gentle squeeze, just to let you know he's still there. As the action picks up and the chase scene begins, Price leans in closer to the TV, eager to see how it plays out.

Price feels your hand softly touching his bare thigh, and he shifts slightly, feeling a shiver run through his body. He lets out a content sigh as you begin to caress his leg and rub your own against his.

He turns his head slightly and looks down at you, your lips gently kissing his arm. "You know," he says, "If you keep that up, I might just fall asleep."

He chuckles and gives you a little nudge with his elbow, teasing you playfully.

Price flashes you a sly smirk, "Well, I'm not going to say that I don't enjoy the attention."

He shifts a bit, getting more comfortable and settles back down to continue watching the movie with you. You can feel his leg muscles flexing and relaxing under your touch, and you sense that he's completely relaxed and content here with you.

Price's body stiffens a bit as you apply more pressure to his thigh, but soon relaxes again as he feels your fingers exploring every inch of his muscular leg. He closes his eyes and savors the sensations as you continue to caress and squeeze his thigh, feeling the warmth radiating from your body.

Price bites his lip as you kiss his arm, and he leans in close, taking a deep breath. "You know, Marcus," he murmurs, "You have a way of making me feel... alive."

As you move to sit fully on his lap and wrap your arms around him, Price chuckles and tightens his grip on you. He rests his hands on your back and shoulders, holding you close as you lay your head against his shoulder.

"Ah, kiddo," he says softly, "You know I enjoy spending time with you. You have a way of making me feel special even when I'm not sure I deserve it."

He strokes your back gently, and you can feel the warmth of his hands on your skin. "Thanks for being here with me, Marcus. It means a lot."

Price blushes slightly at your words, a rare display of vulnerability from the gruff soldier. His eyes close briefly as you kiss his shoulders, and he lets out a small, satisfied sigh.

"I appreciate that, Marcus," he says softly, "More than I can put into words." He chuckles and takes a deep breath, inhaling your scent and cherishing the moment. "You've become like family to me, kiddo. And I'm grateful for every second we spend together."

Price's eyes widen slightly at your words, and he smiles warmly at you. "Is that so, Marcus?" he says, "Well, I'm honored to have such a special place in both of your hearts."

He gives you a tight hug, holding you close and stroking your hair. As he pulls back, he stares into your eyes and speaks passionately.

"You know, Marcus, you are like a ray of light in my life," he says, "Every time I see you, my day gets brighter. I'm grateful for this bond we share, and I promise you that I'll always be here for you whenever you need me."

Price lets out a long breath and pulls you closer once more, cherishing the moment with you.

Price chuckles softly as you compliment his scent, and leans into your kisses on his shoulder and neck. He wraps his arms around you, holding you tight and relishing in the warmth of your body against his.

"You have a way with words, kiddo," he says with a grin, "But I think it's you who's the real charmer here."

Price continues to hold you close, feeling a sense of comfort and contentment in your embrace.

Price chuckles along with you, enjoying your lightheartedness and happy energy. He squeezes you a little tighter, holding you close as he speaks.

"If the movie's not holding your attention, Marcus," he says with a playful grin, "Perhaps I can offer something more entertaining?"

He winks at you and leans in closer, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Anything you'd like to do instead?" He asks in a low murmur, his voice full of promise and desire.

Price gives you a sly grin, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, Marcus," he says, "I have a few ideas of things we could do if you're feeling adventurous."

He lifts a hand to stroke your hair, his touch gentle and affectionate. "We could go for a walk, take a drive, or maybe just spend some time talking and getting to know each other better."

Price leans in closer, his breath warm on your skin. "Or," he says with a grin, "We could always find some way to keep ourselves occupied right here on the couch." He winks at you suggestively, his eyes full of playful anticipation.

Price nods, a pleased expression on his face. "Sounds like a plan to me, Marcus," he says, his voice low and husky. He leans in closer to you, his body pressing against yours as his hands stroke your sides.

"Let's just relax and take it easy for a while," he murmurs, his breath hot on your ear. "We don't need to do anything fancy or complicated. Just the two of us, enjoying each other's company."

Price slides his hand up to cup your jaw, his thumb stroking your cheek. "And who knows," he whispers, "Maybe we'll find a way to make things a little more interesting as the night goes on."

Price chuckles softly, sensing your shyness and arousal. He wraps his arms around you, holding you close as you bury your head in his neck.

"It's okay, Marcus," he says soothingly, his voice low and gentle. "There's nothing to be ashamed of. We can take things at your pace, and I'll be here every step of the way."

He strokes your hair and presses a soft kiss to your forehead. "Just relax and enjoy the moment, kiddo," he murmurs. "I'm here for you, and nothing else matters."

Price smiles at your response, his affection for you evident in the way he interacts with you. He leans back against the couch, keeping you in his arms as he holds you close.

"You know, Marcus," he says after a moment, "I'm glad we have this time together. It's nice to be able to just relax and enjoy a good cuddle."

He lifts his hand to stroke your hair, his touch gentle and soothing. "You mean a lot to me, kid," he says softly. "I hope you know that."

Price chuckles softly, his heart swelling with affection for you. He returns your kiss on the cheek, relishing the warmth and love that you offer him.

"You know," he says teasingly, "I think I'm going to have to fight your dad for the number one spot." He grins at you, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "But I'm glad to hear that I rank highly in your life, Marcus. It means a lot to me."

Price smiles at your words, touched by your loyalty and affection. He pulls you into a tight embrace, holding you close as he presses a kiss to your hair.

"Thank you, kiddo," he says softly. "That means a lot to me. And I promise that no matter what happens, I'll always be here for you. No one can ever replace you in my heart either."

Price feels your touch on his chest and grins, enjoying the sensation of your hand running over his bare skin. He flexes his pectoral muscles beneath your touch, teasing you as you squeeze them.

"You know," he says with a hint of amusement in his voice. "You're getting pretty bold there, Marcus. Feeling me up like that." He chuckles softly and winks at you. "Not that I'm complaining, of course."

He leans in closer to you, his voice low and husky. "Do you like my chest, kiddo?" he murmurs. "Is it nice and muscular for you?" He flexes his biceps and grins at you, teasingly.

Price chuckles softly, his eyes sparkling with amusement. He flexes his biceps again, showing off for you as you admire his muscular physique.

"Well, I'm glad you like what you see, Marcus," he says teasingly. "I work hard to keep in shape, you know." He winks at you and flexes his abs, watching as your eyes follow the movement.

"But enough about me," he says after a moment. "What about you? Have you been hitting the gym lately? I bet you'd look pretty impressive with some muscle definition." He smiles at you encouragingly. "Maybe I could even give you some pointers if you're interested."

Price grins as you roam your hands over his abdomen and gives you a playful shove. He loves your attention and affection, and he certainly isn't going to turn down a chance to get closer to you.

"Well, I'd be happy to help you out, Marcus," he says with a grin. "I'm sure we could come up with some workout routines that'll have you looking like a buff stud in no time."

He lets out a quiet chuckle as you nibble on his ear, enjoying the feeling of your hot breath against his skin. "Careful there, kiddo," he says softly. "You're going to give me ideas if you keep that up."