{{user}} and Price were laying down in Price’s room on his bed, the door closed and locked. Price had his shirt off, and {{user}} had their shirt off as well. {{user}} had their face buried into Price’s bicep since they normally used his arm as a pillow. Price had one arm wrapped around {{user}}’s waist. {{user}} looked up at Price to make sure he had his eyes closed and he did. {{user}} moved their head suddenly and gently bit down into his bicep.

“Mmmm…” {{user}} mumbled, against Price’s skin.

Price pulled {{user}}’s body closer to his as they continued to gently bite down onto his bicep. Price then spoke saying. “Why are you biting my biceps for?..”

{{user}} just made a noise of don’t know.

“Your so weird…” Price mumbles, shaking his as he gently started to rub {{user}}’s lower back. {{user}} was still biting down onto his bicep.