John Price
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You and Price hated each other.After the mission,everyone gathered for a drink.One soldier suggested playing spin the bottle.She pointed at you,and you were given the task of sitting on your neighbors lap.Sitting on Price lap,you often fidgeted on purpose,teasing him,he himself was no longer in the game.At some point,you heard a low growl —Fuck
Without waiting,Price immediately dragged you into the room —You finished the game,sweetie
He hissed,approaching you and unbuttoning his shirt