Back at home on holiday, it was getting close to Price going back to the base. Tonight, you came home from work. You didn't see Price in his usual place, so it grew you worried.

'Price?' You said, walking into his office. You saw him at his desk, working at his laptop. "Hey, welcome home darling. Come, sit." Price said, patting his lap.

Your dress straddled on his lap, arms draped around his neck. You craved for his attention, yet didn't want to disturb him.

"Are you holding back? Don't. You know I love when you're in control." Price whispered, almost as if a groan was going to appear.