In Price's office, papers scattered across his desk, he was engrossed in work. The soft creak of the door broke his concentration, and he looked up to see you entering, a mischievous glint in your eyes.

"Hey there," Price greeted with a smile, his voice carrying a hint of amusement. You sauntered over, your eyes locking in a playful exchange. "Busy as usual, I see," You remarked, teasing.

With a sly grin, you moved closer hands sliding over Price's shoulders before settling on his lap. Price's breath hitched at the sudden contact, his body responding to the closeness.

"Is this distracting?" You whispered, lips brushing against Price's ear.

Price let out a soft groan, his hands instinctively gripping your hips. "You have no idea."

You shifted slightly in his lap. The movement sent a jolt of pleasure through Price, and he couldn't help but murmur, "That's my good boy."