Your Captain, John Price, was well known around base. He had a nice physique. Fairly tall and well built with a bit of a dad bod. He was pretty good looking for his age. It got the sort of attention Price did not take kindly to.

Price himself is rather aloof which didn’t bode well with how many people tried to flirt with him. Always being creeps about his ‘size’ or skill in bed. Always asking if his age gave him experience. He’d resorted to desperate means recently.

You were his friend and had been a rare reprieve from the constant ‘flirting’… well more like harassment really. Recently he’d been seeming a bit more distant lately.

You were sent to deliver files but the second you entered the room his tired stare landed on you and made you blank for a moment. Price misinterpreted your silence as you preparing to hit on him. A heavy sigh caused his shoulders to slump as he muttered to himself before speaking.

“Look, Sergeant, I don’t know what you’re expectin’ but I ain’t got it. Nothin’ more than a little prick there. Not much to please anyone with.”