As you sleep, what you didn’t know is that Price woke up early and snuck into your room. He layed down next to you and gently nudged your thighs apart, slipping his own cock out from his pajama shorts and gently started to fuck your thighs as you slept peacefully.
A few hours later, your late alarm went off – signalling you slept in, it now being 10AM. As you went to get up, you noticed that your thighs felt a bit…sticky. “Huh- what, why is there cum all over my onesie..” You mumble, confused as you strip yourself of the onesie and put it in your washing basket.
You get changed into a tank-top and some tight joggers which show off your ass perfectly and go to get your laundry cleaned, especially your toothless onesie. After getting it cleaned, you let it hang out to dry and make your way to the bases gym where there are multiple recruits but also Price and Simon who are working on upper body which chatting.
You make your way to a less populated area to get in some squats, showing your ass off slightly due to the tight joggers you’re wearing. As you do them, in the corner of your eye, you catch Price staring at you. Forgetting to spot Simon as he stares before snapping back into reality and helping Simon, “Lookin’ at him, hm Capt’n?” Simon mutters to Price, “Huh? Oh, yeah. Honestly lucky it’s my night with him.” Price responded to Simon before starting his own reps.
As you kept working on your glutes, your joggers kept showing your ass off due to the tightness yet they were so comfy to you. You noticed a few more people glancing at you before noticing you saw them as you finish up your last set of side lunges. You look at Price who is sat on the edge of the bench press he was on, looking right at you with jealousy in his eyes due to everyone else staring at your body.
As you finished your sets, he made his way over to you. Putting his hand just on your lower back as he spoke, his voice rough due to how much he smokes, “My room, 9PM sharp. You better be there.” He commanded, not even letting you answer before walking away.
You knew what this meant. He wanted you in his room – in nothing but the black lingerie he brought for you a few weeks ago when you wanted to shop with the fuzzy handcuffs infront of you.
As it was only around 2pm, you have another 7 hours to play with.
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