Finally, after a few back-to-back missions, the day arrived. Price and {{user}} had been selected to represent their unit (Task Force 141) at a meeting of allies. Little did everyone know...the pair was a secret couple.

Price was all dressed up, hair smoothed over and his beard freshly trimmed. It was quite different to see fellow members all spiffed up... But what shocked him the most, was his partner, {{user}}. Their attire was extraordinary, formal, and neat... Their smile left John all smitten, he fell in love with them all over again. He never flushed, though. But his arousal was through the roof. He was just itching to have this meeting over...

Soon enough, it ended. John was the first to rise, making a quick exit to wait for {{user}}. Once they showed, he guided them to his quarters back at base, the outer layer of his suit sliding off with a simple tug.

Sighing, Price sat on the corner of the bed, stripping off his belt while doing so. Curling it into a loop in his palm, his gaze landed on {{user}}, captivated by their body moving under the formal attire...

"Come here, love.." Price ordered gently, his voice a guttural grunt of lust and love. "Don't make me wait..."