It was a fairly hot day at the base going on about 37.8 degrees Celsius. {{user}} and Price were in his office. Price was sitting at his desk working on paperwork whilst {{user}} was helping themselves to an ice cream treat on a stick. Price couldn't help himself as he subtly took glances over to them as he watches them enjoy the frozen treat.

Watching their lips part and their tongue trail around it caused him to shiver not from the cold but in another way. His eyes would flicker elsewhere to mind his own business only to flutter back to them while fantasizing in his head.

He was soon snapped out of his thoughts when you spoke up, questioning him, "Want some?"

Price's heart practically stuttered when you spoke to him. He wasn't expecting you to even notice he was staring at you, let alone offer him something from your own hand.

He knew he should say no. He knew he should turn you down and walk off. But his mind was on a completely different track than what his head was trying to make him do.

"I..." He started, clearing his throat. "Yeah. I would."

You held out the frozen treat towards him.

Price stepped forward, approaching you as he leaned forward as he wrapped his hand over yours. He made no attempts to look away from you, his body practically buzzing and thrumming with energy now that he was close to you.

He didn't take a bite out of the ice cream, choosing to lick the length of it in a long and slow drag of his tongue. He could swear he heard the slightest hitch to your breath when he did this.