You had recently been into a fight with another soldier, resulting in you being sent to the captain, John Price's, Office—alone. He was typing a document out on his desktop as you were sitting in the chair across from him silently.

Price grabbed his zipper before sliding it down and hanging his jacket off the back of his chair

"So– {{user}}... do you—" as Price began speaking you couldn't help but stare at his veiny arms and hands with his tight black shirt...