Office Hours
I haven’t posted a story in like 2 years. I’ve been…adventuring ig (🫠🔫) so I’m kinda iffy on posting again but bump it let’s do it.
Note: I’m not really trying to put specifics on the characters because I know a lot of CoD OCs are medics, mine is not, they are special ops so I want to write this more generically so its more inclusive of different oc types so everyone can enjoy. So please add in your own characters backstory prior to this writing. Relationships have been established as very close friends and teammates at this point in this scenario.
Summary: working on home base (aka the offices) and Price has to call you into his office for a complaint. Also keep in mind that military offices aren’t like ceo office types, so they are all still in military uniform, not the cliche “office attire”.
Warnings: 18+, sexual situations (grinding, blow jobs, unprotected sex, soft dom Price), favoritism, slight authority kink, daddy kink if you squint
And one last note!! This is fiction, so irl please practice safe sex and know consent is MANDATORY. Period.
You are sitting at your desk trying to mind your business when a paper airplane pokes you in the back of the head.
“Soap…”
“What?” Soap chuckled lightly, walking over to pick up the fallen paper as your desk phone began to ring.
The caller ID showed Price’s name as he was clearly calling from his office phone. You pick up the phone and with a soft voice that you always speak to him with, you greet him immediately-
“Yes sir?”
“Mornin’ y/n, I need you to meet me in my office in half an hour.” Price’s normal gravely voice came through the speaker.
“Oh, okay. Is everything alright?” You could almost feel that something was off.
“Yeah, just need to talk to you. We will discuss it when you get here.” He sounded serious but not angry. Just…neutral. Still enough to unnerve you.
“Yes sir. I’ll be there.” You responded professionally. Clearly this wasn’t just a chat about last nights Love Island episode.
“Right. See you in half an hour.” With that, he hung up.
You hung up your own phone and tried to ignore the look of curiosity Soap was giving you. Soap tries to lighten situations with humor but he knows how to read a room. He simply gives you a soft smile and a nod, then goes back to his work.
After having to sit with a multitude of thoughts and ideas of the worst case scenarios of Price reprimanding you for things you haven’t even done for half an hour, you looked at your clock and decided to head down to his office a few minutes early.
You seen his door was slightly open as you approached, so you gently knock. He looks up and you smile
“Thought I would go ahead and come by” you say sweetly
“that’s fine. Come on in and shut the door.” He looked back to his papers.
Oh no…he wants the door shut. It is going to be bad.
You stand at attention, proper, stiff…nervous.
Price speaks up “before I get started I just want you to know you aren’t in trouble. This is just a…conference.” He looks up at you from his desk. “At ease y/n, I’m not upset or anything. Just got a couple complaints…rather bullshit if you ask me.”
The tension in your shoulders drop a bit and you drop your hands to your sides, still allowing him to talk.
Price groans, rubbing his fingers through his hair since he doesn’t have his hat on in his office. “I only got a couple of complaints about your office work being slow. Procrastination. I reminded them that we signed up to work in the field, not an office. Hopefully they will ease up now. Not like Soap is any better…anyway. I just said I would talk to you. Nothing major. ‘Kay?”
You simply nod your head, but he catches something. You clenched your jaw. Of course he noticed, that’s what he was trained to do.
“Y/n, hey, I promise it’s nothing to worry about.”
You take an inhale and finally speak. “Yes sir, but..I don’t want to make you look bad. I want to reflect well on you, I want you to be proud-“
Price puts his hand up as if to tell you to stop talking without having to use words. “Come here. Look at this.” Price waves you over to him with his index finger.
You walk over behind his desk and stand next to him, looking at the paper he has his finger on. It’s a list. A list of a multitude of pros and accomplishments of yours
And ONE con/complaint. “Procrastinates”
Price looks up at you from his chair with his eyebrows raised. “I don’t think that sounds disappointed.”
You just nod, not looking at him; but he finds your hand and takes it in his. “I’m not talking to you as a soldier right now y/n. Talk to me.”
Tears start to form in your eyes, finally looking at him. “Thank you sir…” you reach down and wrap your arms around his neck, but the positioning of him sitting down is a bit awkward, so he guides you into his lap, and…he softly kisses the side of your head.
“That’s my girl…” Price says softly. “Would it make you feel better to stay in here with me for a while? You can file stuff for me.” He gives his signature smile. You just nod and smile.
“Okay, well go put the ‘do not disturb’ sign on the door…and lock it.”
You didn’t bother to question him, you just got up from his lap and did as he said. Then he began typing something in on his computer on a system you weren’t familiar with.
“How do you do that?” you point at the screen.
“Here, I’ll show you.” He lightly puts a hand on your hip and guides you to sit in his lap again. He spoke about what the system is for and how to operate it, but you were barely processing the words, only hearing his phenomenal voice and experiencing the feeling of his warm lap against your rear. Until, you feel something.
You felt his cock hardening beneath you.
“Captain?”
“Yes love?”
“I can feel you…” you look back at him, almost smirking, a light blush on your face.
“Hm..is that okay?”
You bite your lip and nod. “Yes sir.”
“Then be a good girl and rub yourself on me.” One of his strong hands grips your hip, guiding you to start moving, grinding your rear against his lap.
“Fuck…good girl..” He let out a rough breath, his other hand moving to your other hip, now fully holding you, helping you grind against him.
But then,
Phone rings.
“Of fuckin’ course…give me minute love, gotta take this.”
You stand up off of him and he answers the phone, but he looks down and realizes you’re getting on your knees. He watches your hands reach for his pants, undoing the belt, button and zipper. He doesn’t even fight it, he just uses one hand to help remove his cock from his boxers, his bright blue eyes staring down at you as you silently mouth the words “love you”. He smiles softly and does the same, silently forming the words “love you” on his lips.
As you begin softly kissing and lightly sucking on his tip, he lets out a deep breath through his nose and clenches his jaw, trying to hold a conversation with the person on the phone.
One of his hands begins rubbing into your hair, eventually pulling it into a ponytail as you begin to fully attempt to take him into your mouth. You look up at him from your kneeling position in front of him, his cock still in your mouth, bringing a deep groan from his chest.
“Ah? Yeah, yeah I’m fine. Just…more work to do…” he speaks into the phone. This was starting to get more complicated. His chest rising and falling, laying his head back while trying to listen to whatever was being said on the phone, until
You’re abruptly pulled back by your hair, his cock forced to leave your mouth, hearing him trying to have a normal conversation with the person on the phone.
But you’re still just close enough…your tongue slips out of your mouth and begins licking at his tip, but he presses the phone against his ear with his shoulder, his hand he was holding the phone with reaching down and grabbing your jaw, forcing you back.
“Yeah, sounds good. Alright. Later.” He removes his hand from your hair, other hand still on your jaw, and hangs the phone up. “Oh you’re gonna pay for that love.” He pushes his chair back and pulls you up out of the floor, making you feel weightless with his strength.
“I’m sorry captain!” You yelp as you’re bent over his desk.
“Too late for that love…and keep your voice down. Wouldn’t want the whole base to know your captains fuckin’ you.” He growled out his words, his hands working underneath you against the table to undo your pants, aggressively pulling them down to your knees, along with your panties.
“Goodness…you’re already this wet just from sucking on my cock..what a good girl for your captain..” he practically coos as kneels down behind you. You feel the light prickle of his beard against the back of your thighs; then his tongue rakes up the center of your folds, collecting your juices. You gasp, biting your lip to try and keep quiet.
“Bloody hell…you taste fuckin amazin’…”
He buries his face into your cunt, causing you to moan and immediately cover your mouth with your hand as his tongue worked against your clit, his hands practically massaging your thighs as he indulged in your heavenly taste.
Just as your legs began to get wobbly, he pulled back, causing a whimper to escape you.
“Don’t worry love, I’m not done with you yet.” He said as he stood up, positioning himself behind you. One hand placed on his desk beside you, the other angling his cock into your soaked pussy.
“Y/n…tell me if this is too much. We can stop whenever you want. I won’t be upset.”
You look back at him and nod “I want this sir…please, fuck me..”
That was all he needed, fully sinking his cock down to the base into your cunt.
“Yes…thank you sir..” you tried to say quietly
“Anything for my sweet girl.” Price placed both of his hands on his desk, beginning to slowly slide his cock in and out of you, gradually picking up pace. Before you knew it you felt your hip bones being rammed into the wood of his desk, bruising as he slammed his hips into you, his cock filling your pussy to the brim every time.
His hand reached up and grabbed a handful of your hair, pulling your head back.
“Such a pretty girl…my good girl, taking my cock so well. You’re doing so good love.”
He spoke soft praises to you as his hands gripped you and his cock fucked you so roughly, as if he had been an addict finally getting a taste of his choice.
“So fuckin’ perfect.” He growled out, his hand rubbing up your spine, admiring you lying beneath him, getting fucked on his desk, in his office of all places.
Your thighs squeezed together, a whine escaping you as you began reaching your climax. The squeezing only adding more pleasure onto Prices cock.
“Fuck- y/n…fuck you’re gonna make me cum.”
Price reached around and covered your mouth with his hand, knowing what your squeezing thighs meant. Your legs began to shake as your pussy was so wonderfully fucked by his cock, whining into his palm as you crashed into your climax, slumping down over his desk.
Feeling you release allowed Price to focus on his own climax, but that would only take a second. Ramming his cock into you a few more times, leaning down and biting your shoulder to keep himself from groaning so loud through his climax as he came inside your pussy.
Both of you breathing heavily, he lifted himself up and pulled his cock out of your now leaking cunt, only to insert a finger into your pussy. Making you yelp as he pushed his cum back inside of you with his thick middle finger.
“Captain-“
“Shh…gotta make sure you keep everything I gave you.”
Once he pulled his finger back out of your filled hole, he pulled you up to him, held your jaw with his other hand to force your jaw open, sliding the cum slicked finger into your mouth. You obeyed and sucked his finger clean, licking away the mixture of both your climaxes.
He helped you regain composure, helping you redress before fixing his own uniform.
“That was a good meeting…I look forward to the next one.” He smirked, sitting back down in his chair. “But you better get back before someone starts looking for you.”
You smile and nod “thanks captain.”
“Y/n…you really are a good girl. You’re my girl. Remember that.” Price looked at you as you stopped midway of reaching the door.
“Yes sir..I will.” You smile and open the door, exiting his office.
Right as you exited his office, there’s Soap rounding the corner of the hallway.
“There you are. Everything go alright?” Soap approached you
“You could say that…” you said as you brushed your fingers through your messy hair.
“…huh?”
