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"You'd always been a lightweight, and Price knew that. But after the last mission, everyone needed a remedy. Past the first few drinks, his eyebrows were drawing together and he was reaching out a stern hand, but you'd managed to be slippery enough that you now found yourself desperately drunk... and where was Price?"

Two powerful arms slip under your own and before you even think to struggle, you're being guided out into the cold night.

"Slippery minx," Price grunts as you stare up at him

"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."

"Price chuckles at your playful affection, his eyes gleaming with amusement."

"Aye, easy there fam," "he says, a wry smile on his lips" "you'll make me blush."

"He returns your kisses with a swift peck on the lips, a hand cupping your cheek for a moment before he guides you once again towards the passenger side of the car. As you slip inside, he takes his own seat behind the wheel, his eyes flicking towards you like the compass needle."

"Get ready, fam," "he warns, a mischievous glint in his blue eyes" "this is going to be one wild ride."

"Price chuckles at your enthusiasm, his brow quirking with amusement as he turns the car on and bats out onto the street. The city is alive with light, music, and voices, the night more alive than ever. You can see that he has a plan in mind, though he's keeping it close to his chest for now."

"So," "he says as he cruises through the city streets." "How are you feeling, fam? Hopefully not too drunk to enjoy everything I have planned for us tonight."

"Price winks at you, the blue of his eyes seeming to sparkle in the light of the city."

"Now where's the fun in spoiling the surprises, fam?" "he teases, his hand finding its way onto your lap for a moment before returning to the steering wheel." "Suffice it to say, I've got a few ideas up my sleeve and I plan to make sure this is a night we'll both remember."

"Price notices your gaze and follows it, a small smile playing on his lips."

"Ah, so you noticed," "he murmurs, glancing over at you with an amused glint in his eye." "Well, we're not there yet, fam. But don't worry, the surprises are cooking up nicely. Just sit back and enjoy the ride, alright?"

"He winks at you again, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly as he focuses once more on the road ahead."

"Price grins at your easygoing attitude and continues to drive through the city streets, pointing out landmarks and various sights as you pass them by. Before long, you find yourselves on a quieter road, the steady thrum of the engine the only sound for a moment."

"We're almost there, fam," "he says finally, with a nod of his head at the upcoming intersection." "And trust me, you won't be disappointed."

"He turns the car down a twisting side street, the neon lights of a club up ahead gleaming like jewels in the darkness. As you draw closer, you can hear the thumping beat of music pouring out onto the street, mingling with the laughter and chatter of the crowd."

"Welcome to the hottest club in the city," *Price says with a grin, finding a spot to park the car before turning

"Price can't help but grin at your reaction to the club, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction at your amazement. He gets out of the car and walks around to open your door, offering you a hand as you step out onto the pavement."

"Shall we?" "he says, gesturing down the street towards the thumping beat of music." "The night is young and I think it's time to have some fun."

"He takes your hand in his own, his grip firm and reassuring, before leading you towards the entrance of the club. As you approach, you can feel the pulse of the music like a physical force, the lights and sound threatening to swallow you up."

"You ready for this, fam?" "Price says with a grin, already heading inside." "It's time to let loose and forget about all the things

"Price watches with a furrowed brow and a mixture of amusement and concern as you mistake someone else for him, showering them with affection. As your confusion deepens, his face becomes more stern as he moves quickly to protect you from any harm."

"Hey there, fam," "he says firmly, cutting in between you and the other person." "I'm right here. You had a bit too much to drink, alright?"

"He takes a firm grip on your arm and pulls you away from the other person, leading you back to your group. As you stumble along beside him, he keeps up a steady stream of encouragement, his arm around your waist as he guides you through the club."

"I got you, fam," "he says softly, a protective glint in his eyes." "Just stay close to me now."

"Price guides you through the crowd, his hand firm on your arm as he steers you towards a quieter corner of the club. Once there, he takes a seat and pulls you onto his lap, his arms wrapping around you in a protective embrace."

"You really scared me there, fam," "he murmurs softly, pressing his face into your hair." "You're like family to me, you know that? I don't want anything bad to happen to you."

"He strokes your hair soothingly, his other hand rubbing gentle circles on your back. As the night wears on, he continues to watch over you, ever watchful and ready to step in at a moment's notice. Despite his stern demeanor, though, you can feel the warmth and love radiating from him, a constant source of comfort and reassurance."

"Don't worry,

"Price chuckles softly, his stern expression fading into a more relaxed one at your request."

"A margarita, huh?" "he says with a smirk." "Coming right up. Just sit tight, fam."

"He gently guides you off his lap and over to the bar, where he leans against the counter and orders you a margarita from the bartender. As the drink arrives, he takes a sip of his own before passing it over to you with a grin."

"Drink up, fam," "he says, his eyes glinting with amusement." "But take it easy, alright? You don't want to end up kissing any more strangers tonight."

"He winks at you and takes another swig of his own drink, settling in beside you to enjoy the rest of the night."

"Price wraps his arms around your waist as you sit in his lap, taking a sip of his own drink as he watches the crowd. As you start to drink your margarita, he leans down and whispers in your ear."

"You feeling better now?" "he asks softly, his voice laced with concern." "Not too dizzy or anything?"

"He strokes your back soothingly, his touch gentle yet firm. Despite the warmth of the club, his embrace is comforting and welcoming, like a safe haven in the middle of a storm."

"You know, fam," "he adds with a teasing grin." "You look pretty cute when you're drunk. Maybe I should keep an eye on you more often."

*He winks at you and takes another sip of his drink, settling in for a long night of watching over you and making sure you

"Price chuckles softly at your request for tequila, his eyes shining with amusement."

"Alright, fam," "he says, giving you a pat on the back." "Tequila it is. But take it easy, alright? I don't need you getting too wild on me."

"He guides you back to the bar and orders a shot of tequila for you, watching as the bartender slides it down the counter towards you. As you knock it back, he winces a little, but then grins and claps you on the back."

"Good job, fam," "he says, his tone still playful." "Looks like you can handle your liquor after all."

"He orders another round of drinks for the two of you, settling in beside you once again and enjoying the rest of the night in your company."

"Price watches you closely, his brow furrowing with concern as you ask for more alcohol."

"Fam, I don't know if that's such a good idea," "he says, his voice laced with worry." "Maybe it's time to slow down a little, huh?"

"He gently guides you back to your seat, placing a firm hand on your shoulder to steady you as you sway a little."

"You've had quite a lot already," "he adds firmly." "How about I get you a glass of water instead? We can take a break from drinking for a bit."

"He orders you a glass of water from the bartender and hands it over to you with a stern expression. Despite his concern, there's still a hint of warmth and affection in his eyes, like a parent looking out for their child."

"Drink up, fam

"Price heaves a sigh at your insistence, running a hand through his hair in frustration."

"Fam, I really think you've had enough," "he says, his tone serious." "And I mean that. I don't want to see you get hurt or do something you'll regret."

"He takes a small step back from you, his body language firm and resolute. Despite the concern in his eyes, there's also a hint of sternness, like a disciplinarian laying down the law."

"I'm sorry, but I can't let you have any more vodka tonight," "he adds firmly." "It's for your own good."

*He watches you closely, ready to catch you if you start to stumble or lose your balance. Despite the tension between the two of you, there's still a warmth in his eyes, like

"Price watches you closely as you pay for a shot of vodka, his expression stern and resolute."

"Fam, I'm sorry, but I can't let you drink that," "he says firmly, placing a hand over the shot glass." "You've had enough already. Let's just stick to water for now, okay?"

"He gently takes the shot glass from your hand, setting it aside and replacing it with a glass of water."

"I know it's hard, but trust me, it's for your own good," "he adds, his tone softening a little." "I just want to make sure you're safe and sound."

"He gives you a small smile, ruffling your hair affectionately."

"How about we enjoy the rest of the night and dance a little, huh?" *he suggests, offering you his

"Price lets out a heavy sigh as you take the shot, his expression shifting to one of worry and frustration."

"Fam, why are you doing this?" "he asks, his tone turning urgent." "I'm trying to look out for you. I don't want you getting into any trouble or hurting yourself."

"He watches you closely, ready to catch you if you start to stumble or lose your balance."

"I hope you know that I care about you," "he adds softly." "And I just want what's best for you. Please, let's just enjoy the rest of the night without any more alcohol involved."

"He offers you a small smile, reaching out to take your hand in his."

"Let's dance," *he suggests, leading you to the dance floor. Despite everything that's happened, there's still warmth and

"Price chuckles softly as you jump up, taking his hands eagerly and allowing him to lead you towards the dance floor."

"That's more like it," "he says, his voice soft and playful." "I knew I had a dancing partner in you."

He pulls you close, his hand resting gently at the small of your back as he starts to move with the music. Despite the concerns he has for your safety, he seems to relax a little as he dances with you, lost in the rhythm and the joy of the moment.

"You're really something else," "he says finally, his eyes sparkling as he looks at you." "I don't know what I'd do without you."

"Price is caught off guard by your sudden action, his body tensing slightly as you wrap your arms around him and start kissing him on the back. Despite his surprise, there's a hint of amusement and affection in his expression as he turns around to face you."

"Fam, what are you doing?" "he asks, though there's a teasing tone in his voice." "I'm glad you had a good time tonight, but we should probably get going. It's getting late."

As he speaks, he gently tries to extricate himself from your embrace, the look in his eyes now serious and concerned once again. Though he clearly cares for you deeply, he also knows that boundaries are important, and that it's crucial to maintain a level of professionalism as your superior officer.

"I hope you know that even if things get...complicated between us, I'll

"Price lets out a soft sigh as you cuddle into his chest, his body relaxing into yours as he wraps his arms tightly around you in response. Despite the concerns he has about the boundaries between the two of you, he knows that there's something special between you, and he can't help but feel drawn to you."

"I care about you so much," "he says finally, his voice soft and full of emotion." "You mean everything to me. But we need to be careful. We're both soldiers, and we can't afford to let our emotions interfere with our mission."

He pulls back slightly, looking intently at you as he speaks.

"Promise me that you'll be careful," he adds, his voice begging for reassurance. "Promise me that you won't do anything reckless or dangerous. I don't think I could handle it if anything

"Price nods, relieved by your response. He gives you one more tight squeeze before reluctantly pulling away and starting to lead you towards the exit."

"Let's get back to base," "he says firmly, his expression serious once again as he takes on the demeanor of a leader." "We've got work to do."

As he walks, he keeps a close eye on you, ready to step in if you show any signs of faltering or stumbling. Despite the late hour and the haze of alcohol still lingering in the air, he's alert and focused, ready to protect his team and complete their mission no matter what challenges come their way.

"Price notices the direction of your gaze and follows it to the empty field. He furrows his brow, wondering why you would be interested in it."

"What is it?" "he asks, his tone curious." "Do you see something out there?"

He takes a quick glance towards the field himself, searching for any signs of what might have caught your eye. Despite his years of experience on countless missions, he knows never to take anything for granted, and is always alert for any potential threats or opportunities that might arise.

"Price nods, relieved that there doesn't seem to be anything of concern out in the field."

"Good," "he says with a faint smile." "We can't afford any distractions right now. We've got a job to do, and we need to focus if we want to succeed."

He shifts his attention back to the road ahead, his posture tense as he prepares himself for the dangers that may lie ahead. Despite the reassuring presence of his team and the knowledge that they are well-trained and capable, he knows that nothing is ever certain in the world of special ops, and that caution and vigilance are always the best defense against unexpected threats.

"Price pulls the car to a stop outside the base and turns towards you, his expression serious once again."

"We're back," "he says, his tone firm and authoritative." "We need to get inside and debrief. I want to hear your thoughts on the mission, but we also need to stay focused on our objectives and avoid any unnecessary distractions."

He reaches over to give your arm a reassuring squeeze, his eyes searching yours for any signs of weakness or exhaustion.

"You did well tonight," "he adds, his voice full of praise and admiration." "But we can't afford to let our guard down. The enemy won't wait for us to be ready, and neither can we."

With that, he opens the door and steps out of the car, ready to lead the way into the base and begin the next phase of the mission.

"Price notices your inebriated state as you step out of the car and he frowns, concerned."

"Are you alright?" "he asks, placing one hand on your shoulder to steady you." "You're drunk... we need to get you sobered up before we can debrief. Can you walk?"

He keeps a close eye on your movements, ready to catch you if you look like you're about to fall or stumble. Despite his concern, however, he remains firm and determined, focused on completing the mission and keeping his team safe no matter what obstacles they might encounter along the way.

"Price feels a wave of attraction wash over him as you cuddle into his chest, but he reminds himself of his responsibilities and duties, forcing the feeling aside and focusing on the task at hand."

"Come on," "he says, wrapping a strong arm around you to hold you steady." "We need to get you cleaned up and sobered up before we can continue with the mission. Let's go."

With that, he guides you towards the entrance of the base, keeping a watchful eye on your movements and making sure you're supported every step of the way. Despite his stern demeanor, however, there's a warmth and protectiveness in his touch and his voice that makes you feel safe and cared for no matter what dangers may lurk outside.

"Price feels the warmth of your body as you snuggle into his chest, sending a shiver down his spine. Despite the situation, he can't help but feel a surge of desire for you, but he quickly pushes the feeling aside and focuses on getting you to where you need to be."

"We're almost there," "he says, his voice low and reassuring." "Just a little further and we'll get you cleaned up and ready to debrief."

With one hand wrapped around your waist, he leads you through the entrance of the base and into the debriefing room, careful not to let you stumble or falter along the way. Despite the challenges they've faced and the numerous threats that still loom on the horizon, he remains focused and alert, determined to keep you and his team safe no matter what comes their way.

"Price's heart skips a beat as you confess your love for him, but he reminds himself that this is not the time or place for such emotional outbursts. He gently pulls you back from his chest so that he can look you in the eye."

"I... appreciate your feelings," he says softly, his voice full of kindness and understanding. "But right now, we need to focus on the mission. We can discuss this later, when we have more time to ourselves."

He gives you a reassuring smile, hoping to ease any tension or discomfort you might be feeling, and guides you towards a nearby chair.

"Sit down," he says, taking a seat next to you. "We need to debrief and discuss what happened out there tonight. Can you tell me your thoughts on the mission?"

"Price nods, taking note of your brief response."

"Alright," "he says, pausing for a moment to compose his thoughts." "Let's start with what went well. What were some of the successes of the mission?"

He leans forward, his eyes sharp and focused as he waits for your response. Despite the emotional tension between you, he remains steadfast and disciplined, determined to see the mission through to completion no matter what obstacles may arise.

"Alright," "Price says with a nod." "So, we were successful in completing the mission and achieving our objectives. That's a major victory for us."

He leans back in his chair, running a hand through his hair and letting out a deep breath.

"But there were still some areas where we could have improved," he continues. "We need to review the data and come up with a plan to address those weaknesses moving forward. We can't afford to let our guard down."

As he speaks, you sense a quiet intensity in his words and actions, a steely resolve that has carried him and his team this far and will see them through to the end of their mission. It's clear that, despite any personal feelings he may have for you, his duty to the mission and the safety of his team always comes first.

As you begin to distance yourself from Price, he notices the change in your behavior. He approaches you with concern written all over his face.

"Is everything alright?" he asks with a hint of worry in his voice. "You seem distant. Is something bothering you? If it's anything related to the mission, you can talk to me about it."

He takes a step closer to you, trying to read your body language and figure out what could be causing you distress. Even though you've been pulling away from him, there's still a protective warmth in his gaze that makes you feel safe and understood.

Price's expression softens as you confess your feelings for him once again. He can see the pain and vulnerability in your eyes, and his heart goes out to you.

"I understand," he says gently, placing a hand on your shoulder. "But you don't have to push me away. We can find a way to make this work, together."

He pulls you into a warm embrace, letting you cry into his chest as he whispers comforting words.

"Love is a powerful thing," he continues. "But it doesn't have to be something that holds us back. If we're both willing to work at it, we can find a way to balance our feelings with our duty to the mission and to our team."

He strokes your hair gently, holding you close and offering you the comfort and stability you need. Despite the challenges ahead, he's determined to be there

Price holds you close, his strong arms and comforting presence providing a sense of safety and security. He waits patiently for you to compose yourself, allowing you to take as much time as you need to work through your emotions.

"There's no need to rush," he whispers softly. "Just take your time, and know that I'm here for you."

As you gradually start to calm down, he pulls back slightly so that he can look you in the eye. It's clear that he's deeply moved by your display of vulnerability, and there's a softness in his gaze that makes you feel seen and understood.

"It's okay to have feelings," he says. "And it's okay to be scared. But we can't let that fear control us. We need to find a way to move forward, together."

He gives you a reassuring smile, his blue eyes meeting

Price is surprised by your sudden kiss, but he doesn't resist it. Instead, he responds with a tenderness that matches the emotions you're feeling at the moment. He feels the wetness of your tears on his lips and he cups your face tenderly in his hands.

As you pull back from the kiss, he looks deeply into your eyes, searching for any signs of fear or uncertainty.

"Are you sure about this?" he asks gently. "I don't want you to do anything that you're not comfortable with. We can take things slow if that's what you need."

His voice is reassuring and kind, but there's no mistaking the underlying desire that simmers beneath his words. It's clear that he wants you just as much as you want him, but he's determined to move at a pace that's comfortable for you.

Price smiles softly, taking your hand in his and leading you to a more private space where you can be alone together. As he guides you towards the privacy of his room, his eyes never leave yours, silently communicating the depth of his feelings for you.

Once inside, he takes his time undressing you, savoring every inch of your body as he explores it with his hands and lips. He's gentle and attentive, making sure to check in with you along the way to ensure that you're enjoying yourself as much as he is.

As the intensity of your passion builds, Price whispers sweet nothings into your ear, his voice filled with a longing that matches yours. There's a love and tenderness to his actions that makes you feel special and cherished, and you find yourself falling deeper under his spell with every passing moment.

As you both finally give into your

Price can hardly contain his desire for you as he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer and deepening the kiss. You feel a heat spreading throughout your body, knowing that he wants you just as much as you want him.

He breaks the kiss for a moment to catch his breath, looking into your eyes with a smoldering intensity. His hands roam over your body, exploring every inch of you and eliciting a flood of sensations that leave you gasping for air.

"God, I need you," he murmurs, his voice thick with desire. "I've wanted you for so long."

He picks you up effortlessly, setting you down on the edge of his desk as he positions himself between your legs. You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer as he thrusts into you with a steady rhythm that's both passionate and tender.

As he notices your efforts to stifle your moans, Price pulls away from you for a moment, his eyes locking onto yours in an intense gaze. He seems to understand what you need, removing a gag from his desk and holding it up for you to see.

"Is this what you want?" he asks in a low voice, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of desire and amusement. "To let go completely and give into your pleasure?"

Without waiting for an answer, he leans forward and kisses you again, his deft fingers securing the gag behind your head as he holds you firmly in place. You feel a thrill of excitement mingled with fear as he takes control of the situation, but you trust him implicitly and are willing to follow wherever he leads.

As the intensity of your lovemaking builds even more, you find yourself moaning into the gag

Price lets out a low growl as he hears the sound of your moans muffled by the gag. He's relentless in his pursuit of your pleasure, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy coursing through your body.

You feel your body arching in response, every nerve ending alive with sensation as you give yourself over to the pleasure that Price is giving you. His hands grip your hips tightly, the intensity of his passion driving him forward towards his own release.

Finally, with a loud cry, he reaches his peak, collapsing against you as he rides out the waves of pleasure. You can feel the warmth of his body pressed against yours, both of you spent and sated from the experience.

For a few moments, there's nothing but the sound of your heavy breathing as your bodies slowly come back down to earth. Price pulls away from you, his eyes locking onto

Price chuckles softly as he takes in the sight of the both of you covered in each other's cum.

"Well, I suppose we made quite the mess," he says with a playful grin. "But it was worth it, wasn't it?"

He reaches for a nearby towel, gently wiping away the traces of your passion from your body before turning his attention to his own.

As he cleans himself up, he glances at you with a look of longing and affection. "You know that I care deeply for you, right? That what we have goes beyond just physical desire."

He draws nearer to you, running his hand through your hair as he stares into your eyes. "I'd do anything for you, you know that. Just say the word."

Price wraps his strong arms around you, holding you close to his chest as you cuddle together. You feel the warmth of his embrace and hear the steady beat of his heart as you drift into a state of profound relaxation and contentment.

For a few moments, there's nothing but the sound of your breathing and the sensation of his hands running through your hair. You feel safe and secure in his arms, knowing that he'll always be there for you no matter what.

"Rest now," he whispers, kissing the top of your head. "We have a mission to complete soon, and we need to be ready. But for now, just let yourself be."

You close your eyes and sink further into his embrace, feeling a sense of peace and calm wash over you. You know that whatever challenges may lie ahead, you'll face them together.

Price lets out a low groan as you start to kiss and lick his neck, his body responding instinctively to your touch. He leans back slightly, giving you greater access to his neck and throat.

He runs his fingers through your hair, pulling you closer as he moans softly at the pleasure that you're giving him. Your touch sends shivers down his spine, and he feels himself getting hard again at the sheer intensity of his desire for you.

"You're insatiable," he murmurs, his voice husky with passion. "But I don't mind. The feeling is mutual."

He turns his head to capture your lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth as he pulls you even closer to him. You feel his body pressing against yours, his hard length nestled between your legs as you continue to explore each other with an