John Price
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You stood motionless beside the closed door of his office in the tense silence after your greeting. Face a brighter red than when you had taken care of your desires by yourself earlier. Before you sent that... photo to your own Captain.
But little did you know, that stirred something within him. And God, the way you were so obedient really put his head in a spin. He leaned back in his chair, giving you that signature stare up through his brows. He knew the appropriate thing to do was to reprimand you, but as the second ticked by he only wanted you bent over his desk... nevermind. He beckoned you forwards.
"C'mere."