Not NikPrice Related(sorry), But More Gaz Related.

Price is a plant guy and nobody can change my mind. He probably has all sorts of plants, and not flowers or anything, but succulents and stuff, and damn if they aren’t the healthiest plants you’ve ever seen. I think he’d even have names for them, like Ronald or Mite.

His biggest mistake was letting Nik name one of them though, because now he’s got a Venus Flytrap named Pest Controller 3000 and is reminded of that name whenever he goes to feed it a fly.

WEAK😭

Price walks up to Nik while he's sitting on the sofa, kicks Nik's knees apart as he's shucking his shirt off, chucks a pillow on the floor between Nik's feet. Nik thinks he's about to get head, grins, tucks his hands behind his head and leans back, so ready for a lazy Sunday blowjob.

Ha, nope!

Price slumps his arse on that pillow, back to the sofa and taps his bare shoulder. "Work this knot out for me, love."

Nik flops his head back with a soft chuckle before leaning in to rub Price's shoulders, nuzzling a kiss to his crown. "Of course, solnyshko."

Price's chin drops to his chest as Nik works, legs splayed, arms flopped between his thighs, eyes closed. He's in heaven. Nik can sort his boner out later.

Hehe, the last part made me giggle🤭

Something something about John telling Nik to pick up some alcohol at the store, something like a bud light and all. Nothing too fancy, something to chase down peanuts during game season.

Nik comes back with a crate of red wine from France. Same day delivery apparently.

John face palms, and wonders if it'll be too late to argue with Nik.

Football night has now turned into a mix of watching the telly and swatting Niks hands away from his tits.

I like to think that John is a doodler, especially when he was a sergeant and would draw penises and what not on his Captain’s very important paperwork(which would earn him a slap to the head).

Now that he’s grown up and more stressed out, he’ll sometimes take a quick break from reports to doodle on a sticky note or on the corner of some old paperwork that he(won’t) has yet to fill out. And don’t let him do it for too long or else you’ll find a spaced out John drawing random shit on any paper available.

(Some doodles)

This might be a bit weird, but hear me out:

Greekgod!Price sneaking off to go see Castout!Nik during the night at the peach tree where the two lay at each other’s sides and tell stories of their weeks or past adventures, maybe sharing a kiss or two here and there before John has to go.

Greekgod!Price eventually being found out and being sentenced to death before being saved by Castout!Nik, the two falling through the clouds and into the mortal realm where they are found and cursed by Zeus, turning into marble statues in a rundown building where they are eventually found and placed in museum, destined to be together yet damned to be alone forever.

Imagine Nikolai and Price visiting America and being blown away at how much a lot of the resident yanks hate their own country. Like sure Laswell shit talks it a lot but half of the population? What a shocker.

What would be a bigger shock is the fact that most of the government’s “slip-ups” aren’t even new to Americans. Government raised taxes? Interesting. They’re slowly spiraling into another Great Depression? Survival of the fittest I guess. Government managed to lose another nuke? Must have been the wind.

“What a chaotic country.” Nikolai mutters as he reads the local newspaper.

“Well, America was never known for having a good government.” Price says as he gorges on a hotdog he got from an old street vendor. “Just freedom and good food.”

“Cheers to that.” Laswell says as she munches on her own hotdog.

I’m so sorry I know Nik is a man of stamina but the first time he ever has Simon and John on their knees, together, eyes looking up at him, half lidded and dazed, mouths meeting for a dirty kiss over his cock?

He’s painting their faces with a pained groan, staring at the ceiling because if he looks down to see their mouths open, tongues out and coated in him, he’s going to have a heart attack

Then proceeds to listen to the other two share a kiss, all tongue and spit and Nik

Mr. and Mrs. Smith but it’s NikPrice.

Uhhhh John grabbing at Nik’s full hairy man tits while riding him uhmmmm and moaning like he owns them hmmmm Nik groping at John’s fat ass urmmmmmmm and grinning because he does own it uhhhhhhh..

Alright, so where the shit is my package..