#the 141

okay so like he doesn't say anything because at first it's only rumors right like very vague underground conspiracy theory type stuff so he's not gonna say anything because he doesn't want to get their hopes up or drag them into some dangerous obsession that could ultimately be fruitless

bc I also headcanon that price goes to nik after killing shepard and the two of them end up spending the night together like you know they have a very intense passionate night where price is actually the most vulnerable he'll allow himself to be & it's emotional & intense & heartbreaking & beautiful okay you know all those things

and anyway it's relevant bc nik has seen where price is at right like what makarov has done to his captain what losing soap has done to him & also the 141 bc price expressed his concerns for them with gaz trying to hold them together while ghost is slowly slipping further away from them

so ok he doesn't say anything but keeps his ears open to anything & ofc starts getting more & more pieces so eventually he actually investigates & then he contacts laswell like this could actually be something but we need actual proof & she's on board even tho the whole thing sounds impossible & they do get their proof that soap is alive & makarov has him

but soap is not soap anymore

he's been tortured & brainwashed a la winter soldier style, he doesn't know who he is or have any memories of the 141, he's just been turned into a weapon for makarov to use however he wants

so nik & laswell decide not tell price, maybe it's more laswell than nik (she's worried this might actually break them & they're barely holding it together as is?) but they ultimately agree & make a deal to find a way to bring soap back & bring soap home before they do

and I'm not totally sure what I want but I like the idea of them getting him back & he winds up staying with nik for a while in like a safehouse or some hidden location while they help him and want to reach out to price & the 141 like as soon as they him secured at the safehouse but they aren't able to right away like maybe the 141 got a lead on makarov so they're on the other side of the world & had to go dark or something like there's a disruption in their ability to communicate

but makarov can still finds out that soap has been not only discovered but rescued before nik or laswell can get the 141 bc like it's not something they can drop in a phone call they're trying to tell them in person & everything you know?

but anyway I kinda like them finding out thru makarov bc he thinks that it's them like he knows they're all a team or whatever & he knows who has soap so he makes some sort of comment about him and price is like wtf are you talking about & bc makarov is a sadistic bastard he laughs all like oh you don't know & idk it's a whole thing

but so then! ofc they get a hold of laswell & nik & it all comes out & it's terrible bc the 141 is hurt & angry but like price is esp hurt by nik not telling him bc he was there after & what they talked about & how price had opened himself to nik about losing soap & nik is like I wanted to tell you but I had to be sure I could bring him back to you first & also like "I didn't know then, I didn't know that night, I swear to you" and it's all emotional & tense but they end up making up (and eventually making love again ofc)

and oh actually I think I had the idea of it being soap eventually like calling price & gaz & ghost out on being mad but probably moreso ghost I think actually bc price works thru it with nik & laswell on a more personal level bc they have history there the three of them & gaz does too but it's different & ofc he is upset but I think he'd be able to understand a bit more whereas ghost who is already not great at feelings is like still reeling from soap being alive & being kept from him by a friend/ally (past trust issues popping up again) that he hasn't even begun to process soap being tortured & brainwashed yet so soap has to bring him around

like a soap who's been slowly coming back to himself with help but maybe he's not totally there but enough that he gets it you know he appreciates what nik & laswell have done for him & are still doing & he's able to offer perspective like "it was awful Lt I think if you'd seen me it've killed ya" (ghost would have some comment about like already being dead or how losing soap almost killed him, you know something dramatic & devastating & borderline romantic all at once) and eventually they mend all the rifts & everything

and I focused on nikprice here but it is equally in my head as a soapghost story like soap is never fully gone so the heartbreak of remembering but not remembering & recovering & dealing with the fallout of having been makarov's & all of the guilt & shame he'd feel (uncalled for obvs but he'd still grapple with it) and like knowing simon before he fully remembers him and just being heartbreaking

and ghost too like I have a line in my head when price is confronting nik that's along the lines of "we almost lost simon" bc ghost was not handling his grief well and like i can't decide if they were pre relationship or established relationship but I'm a sucker for the ghost hadn't ever said I love you out loud to soap yet thing so it's especially like gut punch

but ultimately a happy ending ofc for all of them!! like bucky barnes soap gets his mind, his memories, himself back and he heals & so does ghost & the rest of the 141 & soapghost probably get married bc I love that and nikprice actually acknowledge they're in love & committed to each other

so yeah if you read all of that wow thank you sorry if it wasn't totally coherent I've played mw1 & mw2 but haven't finished mw3 so sorry if things are inaccurate or just like weird & silly

I have no current plans to actually write this fic bc I don't have the confidence to do it justice or the motivation to try right now but like who knows??

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Hey he’s not in his twenties anymore he needs a little bit of time! Sex with Price most often ends with your bodies pressed together, sweaty skin sliding against skin, heavy breaths panted into the crook of your neck as he tries to regain his thoughts and sum up the willpower to move somehow. When he’s not so out of breath he’ll press a kiss to whichever body part of yours is nearest and slide away to the bathroom, usually just grabbing a warm washcloth to wipe you both down with. Sometimes it makes him feel a little guilty or creepy, but his stomach always flips a little when you let him just move your body where he wants to as he cleans you up-the guilt lessens when he reminds himself it’s not even a sexual thing it’s just how much you trust him, even with his history and his scars you’re still so comfortable with him and let him be like this with you. He’s very touchy feely afterwards, when he slides into bed he tugs you into whatever position he feels like for you both to fall asleep in, hands gripping you firmly to him and lips pressing gentle kisses wherever he can reach. He always feels closer to you after sex, more tender and likely to be more emotional if things turn deep. 

B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

On you? Your waist/stomach, no doubt about it. He’s always gripping it or sliding his hands over your curves when he’s near you, unable to resist the way the meat of your hips feels when he squeezes gently as he slides past you. He’ll tug you back into his chest by the same grip, wrap his arms around your waist and tuck his chin into your neck from behind when he’s tipsy, he splays a hand over your stomach in a little show of possessiveness, he sucks marks into your hips and across your belly. On himself, his arms. Partly for why he likes your waist so much as well, because his arms just fit around you fucking well. It’s so comforting to slide his hands around you and hug you back against his chest, but also when he’s thrusting gently into you, there’s no better feeling than knowing the only reason you’re still remaining upright is because his thick arms are holding you up. He can hold you tight, biceps crushing to either side of your body as he drives his hips into you and he can watch as you do nothing but take what he has to give-so yes, he quite likes his arms…

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Of course price loves cumming inside you is that even a question? The first few times he did it he had to bite his lip to stop it from spilling out, how much he wanted to breed you and make you his-permanently. Then things progress and he loses his filter a little, you both get more comfortable in your sex life etc etc and he begins to mumble about it into your skin, low rumbles about filling you up and stuffing you to the brim. One other thing he does, a habit you don’t think he’s even noticed, is that when he cums inside you he’s started pressing his palm onto your stomach, splaying his fingers out wide as though he can feel the heat of his seed filling you up. Oddly though, his favourite is actually cumming over your cunt. Taking you raw and having a raging breeding kink is something you both thoroughly enjoy, but he’s a realist he doesn’t want kids at this point (he’s got enough already and they all almost get him killed on a regular basis tbh) and occasionally the risk of it does make him worry a little. But pulling out at the last second and using one hand to spread your cunt, thick fingers holding you open for him as he jerks off with his other hand? That drives him fucking insane. He swears up and down to you that he has never seen and will never see a better sight than your pretty pussy covered in his seed-he often punctuates this comment by spreading it over your sensitive flesh or pushing it into your hole, groaning at the wet squelches. 

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Price is absolutely desperate to fuck you in your sleep. He’s had a few too many fantasies about it, and the rare one about waking up to you touching him as well. When he comes back from a mission or just a long day at work, he’ll slip under the covers behind you and pull you back into his chest, wanting to feel your warmth and confirm to himself you do want to be with him you really are in this bed you share. But lately his mind has been wandering as he does this, not necessarily in a heated direction. As he spoons you, your ass just presses back so perfectly against his dick and he can’t help but dream of slipping slowly into you, just holding himself there and filling you up, a comforting sensation for you both. He’s almost drifted off countless times before he’s pulled out of you and cleaned you both up before, and those times only fuel these fantasies. A small part of him also desperately wants to wake up with you palming over his bulge or straddling his hips, part of him just wants to see the way you hunger for him as he hungers for you, uncontrollable urges rising up even as either of you sleep.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He had more experience when he was younger, more nights out and more relationships (brief though they were) until he got to his late twenties/thirties. It was more fun than anything for him, though in his last few relationships he began to realise he wanted a little more, wanted something a bit more serious. Being in the military for, well, pretty much all his life, his relationships never went too far anyway. He’d do the same thing over and over through his early twenties, he’d start a relationship, he’d let them get attached while keeping himself distanced, knowing what might happen any minute with his work. And of course things would fall apart. Price could never bring himself to get too annoyed about them though, aware it was mostly his fault for being knowingly unavailable. So through his thirties he doesn’t really do relationships. There are random fucks every now and again, odd nights where he just needs to relieve the tension and his hand and imagination aren’t enough. With you though, it’s evident he knows what he’s doing. He’s somewhat self conscious to begin with, worrying that as it’s been so long since he was in a relationship he’ll disappoint you or something-but he’s also the type of man who obsesses over learning everything that makes you moan and writhe. He dedicates himself to learning about you when you first get together, learning what makes your body tick so he can please you just right. He needn’t be worried after all, he’s insanely better than he thinks he is…

F = Favourite position (this goes without saying)

He has two and it’s a tie to be honest, usually depends on how he feels at the time as to which is his favourite. The first is when you’re spooning, or a cuddlefuck as you might say, because of the sheer intensity he feels from it. Price is absolutely obsessed with mornings that start like this, ones where he can slowly wake you up, suck gently at your neck as he tugs your pyjamas and panties down, makes just enough room for himself. It feels soft and intimate, slow and loving as he positions himself at your entrance, how he can wrap his arm around your waist and bury his face in your hair as he grinds into you. Often both of you are still half asleep when he’s like this, and he can never get enough of the calming rush of pleasure it gives you both. His other favourite is cowgirl, but usually with you pulled down so that you’re chest to chest. He fucking adores gripping your hips in this position, squeezing at the fleshy meat of them and controlling your movements. Watching your tits bounce as you ride him is a sure fire way to make him weak with pleasure, but he personally loves tugging you down and wrapping his arms firmly around your torso, keeping you in place so he can drive his cock up into you at whatever pace he feels like. In this position your moans and whimpers are also always right next to his ear and honestly? It gets him closer to the edge than anything else, knowing he’s the cause of such pretty sounds. 

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Price isn’t exactly goofy, but he’s honestly not always too serious either. Sex with price is usually loving and passionate, it always means something and he takes every single opportunity that he can to show you how much he loves and appreciates you. Most times it feels very intense, like a love letter from him, a desperate attempt from him to show you how grateful he is that you’ve stayed with him and put up with everything in his life-but it still doesn’t mean he’s completely serious all the time. He’s almost forty, he knows what he wants and he knows what you’re like as well. He doesn’t have the time or willpower to do things he can’t be bothered with or doesn’t want to do-often there’ll be a grunt halfway through sex before he grumbles about cramp in his leg, shifting to a more comfortable position, sometimes there’s a chuckle and a puff of air as he tries to blow your hair away from his face-occasionally during slower, more relaxed sex, he’ll laugh a little and tell you about a stupid joke Soap told him earlier, he’ll stop moving your hips over him and just hold you there, stopping for a moment because he remembers a funny thing Gaz did that you’ll appreciate. Honestly, there are some days where he can tell neither of you are fully fully into it, where you’re maybe a little tired or both strung out from work and he’ll just stop midway through, whispering apologies to you but also chuckling a bit because have you both just stopped having sex because you can’t be bothered? So, not exactly goofy he’s not telling knock knock jokes as he thrusts into you, but he doesn’t feel like he has to be serious allll the time. He’s comfortable with you. 

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

When he was younger he couldn’t have given less of a shit about the hair down there to be honest, he always figured his dick was what girls wanted if they were taking his pants off what need was there to tidy anything else up? But, as time went on, price realised that keeping things neat and tidy would probably make things a little easier for him actually, and that’s why he started trimming it. He shaved fully once, in his early twenties (he doesn’t really drink tequila or play that particular card game anymore, funnily enough) and he can safely say he will never ever do it again. The itching and regrowth kept him in hell for about a week, so these days he just trims it down a little bit, knowing it’s more favourable to you as well.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He’s not muttering ‘I love you’s’ with every thrust or anything, but he is relatively romantic as in sex is quite intense with him. He’s moved past meaningless or mindless sex these days, it always means something with price when you’re together. There’s an underlying tension in him as well, that very slight desperation that’s always rearing its head when he’s around you-the fear that maybe his job will take him away from you or god forbid take you away from him. Even during slow sex, when it’s sleepy and sensual and lazy, his grip is a little tight and he’s thinking about how much you mean to him, about your presence in his life and how it’s made everything a million fucking times better. The most romantic times are when he leaves for a mission or when he comes back from one, those are times when he cums and lets his hips stutter against yours shakily, presses his forehead to yours and closes his eyes, breathing out that I love you, more than-I just-I love-fuck-I love you-

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Like one night stands and relationships, he jerks off less over the years. He still has a very healthy and pretty rampant libido, but it’s not as voracious as it once was, he’s not raring to go 24/7. Honestly sometimes he’ll think of something that would usually get him going and he’ll just be too tired so he won’t do anything. His job gets rid of a lot of the tension and stress that would otherwise be relieved by orgasming, so he finds himself opting for it less and less. It also doesn’t help that his missions require him to be with other men for long stretches of time, or that he has to be alert all the time. Wouldn’t do to get shot in the head because he was distracted by his dick would it? When he met you he did ramp it up a little bit, using his hand more than he used to but still not constantly. One memorable time he tries not to think about is when he found your social media (it had taken him a while with his…tech skills) and had been lounging back on his sofa. He’d scrolled through your photos slowly, and it became increasingly apparent just how long it had been since he last felt that release. The evening ended with him unzipping his fly and shoving his hand into his briefs, phone in one hand and photo of you lighting up the screen as he jerked off with the other. He’d stared at the wet patch on his trousers afterward and felt his sticky hand, uneasily acknowledging how fucking good that felt-but now he has you he barely even does it anymore. A couple of times out on a mission away from you, with videos and pictures (not even nsfw, just ones of you doing stuff around the house or showing him something you bought) you send him are all that happens really.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Am I projecting? Probably. Do I think price has a massive domesticity kink? Absolutely. The first time he told you he loved you was when he came back from a long day, too many people had died and he’d been going nonstop, and there you were. He’d opened the door to the TV playing in the background, you laughing to a podcast coming from your speaker, your bag and shoes by the door, the smell of a stir fry reaching him. It floored him just then, how right it felt and how deep it hit inside him, your life so integrated with his and your lives so entwined in each others. He’d come up behind you in the kitchen as you stood at the stove, slid his arms around your waist and softly told you he loves you, not even expecting you to say it back, just overflowing with the words. However, he doesn’t fully realise the sexual side of it in himself. He doesn’t pay attention to the aftermath of your domestic life, he doesn’t think too much about how some of the best sex you two had was after you went furniture shopping for your shared home. He doesn’t overthink how the time he came the hardest was after you’d waited up in bed for him, curled up with a book until you could ‘welcome him home’. 

L = Location (favourite places to do the do)

Honestly? In bed. He’s past the adventurous and experimental phase in his life, he knows what he likes and he knows what you like. Your shared bedroom affords privacy, time, comfort and ease. It quite literally ensures he can do everything he wants to make you feel good. He favours many many different spots around your home, preferences leaning toward the bath and the sofa, but he really does just like sex in bed. He can still have you in a multitude of positions-and believe me he does-but there’s no risk of anyone seeing, no danger, it’s easy to clean you both up afterwards and slide straight under the covers to curl up with each other to sleep. If you decide to be a little more adventurous or kinky, all the toys and restraints are kept in the bedroom as well. It really just makes everything easier, and it feels intimate for him as well. He’s never said it, but there’s a specific thrill he gets from how loved he feels during sex in your bed, surrounded by his and your things meshed together, your life mingled with his and both of you at the centre of it, writhing against each other.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Was going to put this in K for Kink but that got too long-he loves buying you stuff. It makes him uneasy sometimes, but ultimately he’s accepted the fact that when he takes care of dinner or happily hands over his credit card as you pick up bags of clothes? Yeah his cock is immediately hardening. It made him somewhat uncomfortable at first, the knowledge that he was getting off on, what, denying your financial independence? But after a while you made him see, made him realise it’s not like he’s forcing you to let him pay, you’re happy for him to do it if he wants to-and holy fuck does he want to. His body heats when the cashier rings up your purchases, he presses his lips together as he leans on the counter and slides his card across it, watching you try and hide your smile. His lower belly flares with desire every single fucking time it happens and he knows he’s taken care of you, he’s looked after his partner and made you happy and you’re smiling like that because of him. He earns too much money anyway, and after all he doesn’t do anything in particular with all of it so why should he fight that thrill running through him when he hands you his card as you step into yet another store? Also, pretty much everything you do gets him going but I had a lot to say about the spending bit-

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Hate me if you want, but price does not have sex at work. You’re rarely there anyway, having no business in this space of his and being in far more danger if you were to visit than if you didn’t, so it’s not like he sees you a lot while he’s working anyway. His career is important obviously, to him and to countless others, and he wouldn’t jeopardise that under any circumstances. Yes he betrays the rules every so often, for things he deems deserve justice or to be put right, but fucking where he works isn’t like that at all. He’s not some randy teenager, he can control himself and he has people relying on him, so if the mood ever randomly strikes or he happens to get one of those messages from you, he’ll message you or possibly call you for a short, private conversation about that evening, but it won’t go further. Besides all that, the thought of one of his team witnessing anything makes him physically uncomfortable. Price likes his privacy and his time, yet again why he likes the bedroom, and someone else seeing what should be private between the two of you is enough to kill any thoughts of that for him.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Price loves both if he’s being honest. Probably giving a little more than receiving, but the sight of you on your knees never fails to make him groan. He fantasises about waking up with you already swallowing around his length, covers pulled down as you give into your desires and sheath your mouth around him. He jerked off to that particular fantasy when he was away on a mission once, you’d sent a photo earlier in the day of you at a cafe in town, lips wrapped around a straw in your takeaway cup and cheeks hollowed slightly as you evidently sucked. Hed tucked that image away in a corner of his mind, ignoring it as he and Soap worked through the local village their target was holed up in, and then he’d gotten back to their base, locked himself securely into the bathroom and closed his eyes, leaning back on the door as he fucked his hand hard and fast. However, he does have to admit that giving does something special to him, something nothing else ever does. He supposes it has something to do with why he likes paying for all your things as well, the thought of taking care of you just drives him slowly into that heated insanity he feels when he’s with you like this. He’s nurtured his skill, his talent, in this act. He works slowly, methodically as he works you up to the precipice and back down again, pushing you right to the edge before gently slipping a thick finger into you and starting all over again. He likes to lay on his front, probing his fingers into your hole slowly as he angles his head down and laps at your clit, flicking his tongue in dedicated fast strokes, a dizzying contrast to the pace of his fingers. When he’s tired or worn out, he tends to hook his arms around your legs and rest his hands on your stomach, letting his eyes fall shut as he presses open mouth kisses at your entrance, suckling at you languidly and feeling the tension leave his body. 

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It’s mostly slower with price, though that’s not to say he can’t be hard and rough when he wants to be. As he got older he realised it doesn’t always have to be the greatest, most mind blowing and earth shattering sex you ever have, most of the time it’s enough to just feel you, so because of that most times with price are more leisurely. He’s not incredibly slow unless he wants to draw it out and tease you for some reason, maybe if you sent him a particularly daring photo early on in the day, and to be honest the fastest times are when you’re just trying to squeeze something in before you have to be somewhere. He’s also happily figured out that being hard and rough doesn’t mean quick-he can take his time and explore you as he wants, yet still be rough with your body and toss you around like a doll if he wants. Preference wise, he does prefer slower sex. I sound like a broken record but it’s more intimate, it’s a godsend before and after he goes on missions and he’s addicted to the closeness of it.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

They don’t happen all that often to be honest. It’s not as though he’s against them, he loves any excuse to be with you quite frankly. But if the options are a quickie in an alley behind the bar, or waiting 20 minutes until you get home and he can spend hours drawing pleasure from you? Yeah he’s gonna go for the second option no doubt. Since he’s opposed to sex at work it’s also not as though you two are having quickies locked away in an office or cupboard somewhere, though price has developed a habit of enticing you into a quickie before work often enough. He’ll look at the clock (he has a digital clock on the bedside table) and squeeze at the meat of your hips, whispering softly about how it won’t take too long, he’ll be quick and he’ll make you feel so fucking good, he’ll go slower tonight, take his time later but give in just this once yeah? It’s never just this once though-

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Depends heavily on the situation. Again, no work sex for him so experimenting like that is an absolute no, as is the exhibitionist side of things-he is not a fan of the idea that someone could see such an intimate moment. In terms of kinks, it again can go desperately either way. Price definitely has his hard limits, impact play, knife/blood kinks, heavy restraints etc etc are huge turn offs, he likes to keep his work and you separate and these cross the line a little too much for him. The thought of acting like that around you makes him feel uneasy, uncomfortable as his mind can’t help remembering the times he’s been in similar situations that weren’t nearly so pleasant. Most other things he’s game to try, but when it verges into the pain play side of things is when he’s hesitant. Restraints was a slow process for you both, starting out small with just price holding your wrists together and seeing how it went. Then was a tie he’d dug out of his closet, the fabric a stark contrast to cuffs and far enough away from rope that he felt okay using them. After that was using ties/fabric to secure you to the bed or in certain positions, with frequent check-ins and, to be honest, one of the most stressful sexual experiences of his life. For now, you’ve only tried telling price where to keep his hands and feet, not pinning down or restraining him in any way but testing different limits. Holding his hands above his head is next, and price can’t tell which way it’ll go.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Guys, he cums and he’s done. Sorry! He’s getting older, he’s been through a hell of a lot, his body is overworked-it takes him a while afterwards to be ready again. When he’s in the act, he can hold off for quite a while, don't get me wrong. He’ll hold himself off and focus on your pleasure first and foremost, making sure you’re taken care of in every way you could possibly ask for, and only then will he let himself go. But after? Yeah give him a little break before you try anything. Sometimes, usually after missions or long bouts of absence, he’ll lose himself in you and when you reassure him that it’s okay he can let go? Those are the only times he cums before you do, before he’s made sure you’re satisfied-but of course it’s okay anyway, with times like that he’ll usually spend a little while playing with you and pleasing you, working you over the edge as many times as you want him to until he’s ready to go again. 

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Of course he didn’t own any toys before you are you mad? It literally never even occurred to him, it’s not as though he actively avoided them or was too prideful or too ‘alpha male’ to buy any-the thought genuinely just never entered his head. His first interaction with one was a little while into your relationship, when you’d asked him to grab something from a washbag on the side and he’d picked up a little tube of pretty lipstick, which promptly started vibrating in his hands and fell onto the counter. He’d been more curious than anything, the thought of you pleasuring yourself taking over any other thoughts he may have had, and so he’d just gone to you and asked about it. You’d told him it was what kept you company when he was away and that evening was spent with him kneeling on the bed, rubbing his hands up and down your calves as you parted your legs to show him exactly what the little toy did. When he’d gotten too eager and worked up he finally dragged your arm away to pleasure you himself, until you stopped him and brought the toy back, suggesting that why don’t you both reap the benefits? The thought of him and the toy pleasuring you at the same was also a thought that hadn’t occurred to him, but damn if it wasn’t a great evening.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Not usually too much. His slow pace isn’t teasing, because he will give in and give you as much pleasure as you want. There are definitely times when he teases you and holds back, when he doesn’t let you cum for a while and just edges you instead, but those are a little bit rare. Occasionally he does crave that rush he gets from denying you the pleasure you’re so desperately begging him for, how needy you get and how you beg him so prettily-but most of the time all he wants is to see the sweet way you fall apart under his touch and how you look so pretty consumed by pleasure only he can give you. He tried to tease you over text once, when he was at home and you were out with friends, sending you messages just saying that he missed you and was thinking about you-which you thought was lovely and sweet and rather adorable really, and which therefore confused him thoroughly. Why did you think he was being so sweet and loving? He was trying to get you worked up? And you may or may not have spent quite a while in hysterics after you realised that was his attempt at sexting. Man and modern technology indeed. You’d reassured him though, told him it was a brilliant idea and that maybe you could start next time? To set the mood? He’s mostly got the hang of it now, but sometimes you will get a text that hilariously just says something like ‘Want 2 fuck u’ because he’s trying, he’s attempting the sexting and the modern slang, but he half sounds like a horny teenager trying to get nudes. 

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Price gets more open with his sounds the longer he’s with you. For a while in your relationship, he kept all his noises to himself and swallowed them down, but not for the reason you think. First time he heard you moan he swore he’d do whatever he could to hear that sound for as long and as often as he possibly could, so he held back his own groans and grunts in order to hear yours. It wouldn’t do to miss that pretty sound you make when you cum just because he was too busy moaning instead. But then came the conversation, the one where you’d been blowing him so he hadn’t been able to hear you anyway, when you’d pulled your face away to look up at him and asked him to make sounds, encouraged his groaning and told him you can’t get enough of the way he grunts when you please him. After that, he was still somewhat quiet for a little while though. It was more being self conscious this time though, suddenly aware that he doesn’t usually make very much noise during sex, never really has-but over time he’s become much more relaxed and at ease, more comfortable making noises, especially since he can see how much it affects you when he lets his mouth drop open and a loud moan spring forth. Talking is a different matter, however, he can’t stop muttering to you how fucking good you feel no matter how hard he tries.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He wants to give you a massage. Like, really fucking bad. He’s learnt a few tricks over the years, not wanting to repeat the times when missions had been particularly painful or difficult simply because he hadn’t gotten the tension out of his back or his neck, and he really really wants to put those skills to good use now. It’s not even a hugely sexual thing for him, he wouldn’t complain and would absolutely love it if it went in that direction, but primarily he just wants to explore your body. Price has offered you back rubs and he’s massaged your calves as you lounge on the sofa from time to time, but he hasn’t yet worked up the courage to ask if he can basically just give you a full body massage yet. He knows it’ll come across sexually and again that is definitely not a bad thing, but he also knows it might seem a little weird if he goes into detail about how he just wants to…feel you. He just really wants to take his time and be able to touch you for as long as he wants, no commitments, no expectations, no efforts or tension or anything, just you letting him glide his hands over your soft skin and feel all your curves and dips and bumps and peaks and lines. 

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Price is a good 5 or 5 and a half inches, but like. suuuper thick. He’s a broad, bulky man, so girth is first and foremost. I never know exactly what to put for this letter of the alphabet, but those are my 2 cents. Also bcus I think just because he’s a very very attractive fictional man, it doesn’t mean he has the biggest dick anyone has ever seen. He has a dick. And it is a decent size. The most important thing, is that he fuckin knowwwwws how to use it, along with his mouth and his fingers. 

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Not insanely high if we’re being honest, his work takes a lot out of him and he’s middle aged now his body simply won’t act like it did when he was in his twenties. Price isn’t constantly after sex or trying to get into your pants, but he still thinks about it a hell of a lot. His mind will wander like 98% of the time and fantasise about you, but it doesn’t mean he’ll start something every time he thinks about it. Sometimes it’s just nice to think about while he’s doing other, more mundane tasks, or it’ll give him ideas for the next time he’s with you. It’s another thing he’s realised as he got older-he doesn’t constantly need to be trying to get it on, you guys don’t always have to be intimate 24/7, and just because he’s fantasising or dreaming about it, it doesn’t mean he needs to do anything. If he’s tired but still thinking about fucking you it’s not like he has to seek you out to do that, though he usually does anyway I won’t lie. Basically, I’m going round in circles here but what I’m saying is his sex drive is pretty…average. He does want you and thinks about you constantly, but he’s comfortable with the fact that it doesn’t mean he always has to act on it.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

If he isn’t focused on cleaning you up and making sure you’re comfortable, man is out like a light. Like dude, everything in his life is so tiring it takes so much out of him when he sleeps he SLEEPS. And after he’s made you cum as many times as you’d like? After he’s spent as long as he possibly can wringing pleasure from your body? He’s gonna pass the fuck out to be honest. Going to bed normally isn’t quite the same, but if you two have sex and then go to sleep? You gotta be careful what position he lays down in because that’s where you’re stuck for the next like eight hours. He’ll clean you both up and you’ll get ready for bed, and then he’ll slide under the covers and flop himself half over your body, thick thigh draped across your legs and chest over yours, face tucked into the crook of your neck as his breathing evens out and you have to gently but forcefully shove him off so you can settle into a more comfortable position, before you spend your night almost suffocating and going numb under the weight of his body. It’s a comforting weight, soothing and something you crave often-but for the entire night? You don’t wanna repeat the time where you woke up unable to feel your arm and swung around, accidentally hitting price in the face with your numb hand. 

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