price x virgin! reader 18+
the first night you’re with price, and he kisses you softly, nipping behind the ears. makeouts are good, they’re very good, his big hands pressing onto your skin, holding you tight as he rocks himself against you. good.
when he starts fiddling with your bra strap, you lean back, breath stuttering, lips swollen with a kiss. “i- i haven’t…” a swallow, “i havent done anything like this before…”
he looks down at you, “fuckin’ beautiful though, ain’t ya love?” he kisses, and you pull away again, a little frown on your pretty face, eyes darting around to avoid his face.
“it’s just,” you swallow, and falling for price had been a quick affair, hadn’t it? you’d been a civilian contractor for the army, and post-mission he gave you a smile like a thousand suns and you skipped out on drinks with the boys.
“it’s just…” you try again, “i just, don’t do this often.”
he looks at you, interested, his bright blue eyes glittering — it’s then when he thinks it has to be you, you and him forever.
“or ever, actually.” you continue, “it’s…i haven’t done this before.”
he pauses, his hands still on your waist. he wants someone better than me, your mind thinks, your mind is often correct. someone better than me, someone who knows more than me.
but not this time.
he nuzzles into your chest, leaving soft kisses on your neck, your skin, “thing is, i’ll have you however you want me.”
a pause, and he kisses you again, he’s straining through his jeans and he places your hand on it. “feel this love, this is what you do to me.” he’s fucking big, he’s huge.
“i’ll have you any way you want me.” he says, and you kiss him back, nodding.
