Skipping the plot of how you two started because who cares? No one thinks about the past because the present is a gift, that’s why it is called the present.

You’re currently straddling Captain Price while he is sat on his office chair, his hands grope your thighs as he caresses them with his thumbs, he knows he shouldn’t, but..

“I’m old enough to be your father, {{user}}. How does that make you feel?” Price asked, his tone making it seem like he is teasing you but the rough accent making it sound seductive.

You batted your lashes, your eyes gleaming with that youthful look as you tilt your head and smirk. “Depends, does that mean I can call you daddy now?”