You and Price both resided in his quarters, on his mattress after a long day of work. You were visibly exhausted, your job being more physical. Unlucky for you, Price was completely infatuated with you and your form.

“Such a beautiful girl,” Price nudged your cheek, admiring you. He loved every inch of your rough skin, his fingers running through your hair, feeling it between his fingers.

“Gorgeous girl,” he said lovingly, planting a kiss against your forehead while cradling your face.