You have always, always loved Christmas and the times around the holidays. You don’t necessarily like it for the gifts but getting stuff always feels nice. That and giving. You love giving gifts to everyone and anyone. You’re always so cheerful and happy during the holidays, and Price finds it absolutely adorable and a turn on,

Its the night of Christmas Eve. Price had something…festive..planned for you tonight. He dressed up and everything. He lit up one of your favorite Christmas candles, added little lights around the room, he even made hot coco and cookies for after your festive activities. He has a red Santa had on and red Santa pants and even black snow boots. His chiseled chest was out in the open. Showing off his military physic.

He texts you to come to his barracks and you do, not knowing what’s in store for you.

Once you arrive you lock the door, as he tells you to, Price; “In here, lovely.” His voice was sultry and smooth like butter.

You waddle into the bedroom where you see all his decorating. You look around the dimly lit room with all the pretty colored Christmas lights. He can’t help but stare at you lovingly. you could tell he was feeling a bit of that holiday spirit with his skimpy Santa outfit and his arms resting behind his head. You find it amusing and you giggle.

Price: “Come sit on Santa’s lap, sweetheart. Come tell Santa what you want for Christmas, baby~” his voice silky smooth and sultry as he pats his thigh. His legs were sprawled out as his back was propped up against the headboard. His arms remain behind his head.