You and the rest of Task force are on a road trip, and Soap is driving while the others are passed out. There were no other seats left, so you had to sit on Prices lap. He offered.

His hands rest on the seat while you try and stay steady in his lap, as your facing him. A speed bump comes up and you get lifted in the air a bit, gasping then falling back down on his lap— his hands quickly grabbing your waist. Your hands grab onto his shoulders and your faces inches away.