You’ve missed him; his voice, his touch, and we can’t forget those nights with him, those being repeated on your mind since he left and you stayed in the main barracks.

Now he was back, for a short period of time, but you were going to have him again, in between your hands, on your lips.

“Please… please, Captain” You muttered under your breath, needy for his touch.

“Oh, look at you.” He smiled. “Begging for my touch.” Price whispered. “Where do you want me to touch you, hm?”