When Price Is Alone, He Thinks A Lot. So Much So To The Point Where He Won’t Even Be There Mentally

Someone tries to grope Price at a military ball he and his husband Nik are attending and the huge Russian pilot comes off his rocker and knocks the offending guy clean out.

(John gratefully thanks him later by laying back on their hotel bed and taking all of Nik)

Nikolai has one enemy. And enemy who's demise he awaits excitedly.

Block Blast.

John downloaded it, and now the phone remains in his hand at all times. It has his focus whenever he isn't thinking of work and Nikolai is grieving the day that walking around in sweatpants and no shirt was as effective at keeping John's gaze.

Ugh, GIVE ME MY GLOW UP NOW!! I DESERVE IT!

I think that Price likes to nerd about things. He and Nik both do, but the thing about John is that once he starts.. you can’t really shut him up.

Nik’s learned this one too many times when he’s brought up a subject that his husband is very educated in, and has had to sit through hours of him going on and on about it(not that he minds).

But if Nik did, however, want to get John to be quiet and take a breather, then he’ll plop him down on his lap and kiss at his neck until John blows a fuse and stops working.

Alright guys, bear with me rq but.. trillionaire!Nik and gardener!John.

39 year old Nik, who has tons of money to dump anywhere he pleases and has options upon options of guys he can choose to fuck around with and spend said money on, but chooses to fawn over his gardener all day instead.

28 year old John, who graduated university with all honors and is now working for said Russian to be able to pay off his student debt and buy him time to figure out what he wants to do in life.

John notices the way Nik looks at him when he’s out in his private garden trimming the hedges or repotting a succulent. Notices the way the man’s eyes linger on the sweat slowly sliding down his face, or the way his back has a slight arch to it when he’s down on his knees cleaning up a rose bush. He notices the discreet touches on his shoulder or lower back, and the way Nik’s eyes seem to rove over him when he comes inside the ridiculously large mansion for a break, baby blues light and lovely with energy while his muscles are taut with exertion.

Oh what Nik would give to have his gardener in his bed just once. One chance is all Nik wants, to be able to feel and fiddle with the Brit until he’s putty in his arms. To press his hands down on his lower back to correct the man’s arch when he’s behind him during doggy style. To be able to control the powerful body he’s had the fortune of seeing for months until it’s ruined for any other man.

Because John is Nik’s gardener. His landscaper. He’s had eyes on him for the longest, and he’ll be damned if anyone other than him gets first dibs.

..Hm.

I think that Nik and Price enjoy thigh-fucking, Nik moreso than his lover.

Nik especially loves to get between John’s thighs after they’ve come back from the gym and one spent their time actually working out while the other spent their time fantasizing about the many positions they’d put their S/O in.

It doesn’t matter if John’s hot and sweaty, to Nik, it just makes everything easier because now he doesn’t have to waste time lubing up and can instead just slide on in!

If John gets overstimulated and tries to move his thighs apart, Nik will hold them together with all his might and speed up, causing his husband to cry out and whimper until he’s putty against his chest.

Johnathan Michael Price is an expressive man when it comes to anything, and that should be common knowledge to anyone who knows or has worked with him.

Angry or upset? He’s frowning and making not so subtle threats(and maybe cursing that thing with everything he’s got in him).

Happy or being a little fucker? He’s got that quokka look on his face and is most definitely going to get kicked in the ass for whatever he did later.

Sad or just downright depressed(aren’t we all)? His face is either blank or he’s brooding in his office, but either way no one will ever see except those closest to him.

Nik, however, gets to see all of it, and if you were to ask him his most favorite trait about his husband, it would be everything(because in his eyes, the man is like a god to be praised). But if he had to choose, it would be that John is an expressive man that isn’t scared to share his thoughts or emotions.

He feels strongly, which is shown through his face and actions, and that’s what Nik loves most about him because— when you’ve been through what they’ve been through, you don’t express a lot. And the fact that John still does shows that he’s more human than he’ll ever know.

John just loves older men with long hair🤷🏾‍♀️🤷🏾‍♀️ who can blame him😏

If Nikolai is at home he'll let his hair airdry whenever he washes it because he has no reason not to and whenever he does it curls at the ends. Like really curls at the ends until it's brushing up against his ears.

It drives John's insane. He's never so badly wanted to run his hands through someone's hair and he refuses to mention how much it's grown in hopes that eventually, it'll be long enough for Nik to put up.

Nikolai might be the one putting his hair up but John will be the one hitting his knees.

..might delete this later idk. Seems kinda rushed to me but I had the idea so I gotta get it out🤷🏾‍♀️

Imagining Price and Nik lying on the floor of Nik’s bird and sharing a cigarette during a mission gone to hell.

The team’s dead. First it was Johnny who took a bullet to the temple, and then Ghost and Gaz followed soon after. Price can still recall the sergeant’s dull brown eyes staring at him across the field, and he wishes to burn that memory out of his mind forever. Luckily for him, forever seemed to be right around the corner as a grenade went off just a few inches away from their “hideout”, rattling it a bit and fucking up the tail’s blades.

As bullets cracked at the windows and bounced off the interior, Price looks over at Nik and passes him the cigarette, to which the Russian gingerly plucks it from his hand and takes a long drag, eyes closing for a split second before opening again as he passed off the dwindling cancer stick back to the Captain.

“I’m sorry.” John says after a long beat of silence, not daring at glance in Nik’s direction as the man looked over at him. “Just thought you should know that.”

Nik eyes John for a bit before looking back up at the crumbling roof of his helicopter.

“I do.” He mutters. “Yet I do not know what for.”

John huffs a humorless chuckle and finishes the cigarette before stamping out the butt and flicking it away. “Course’ you don’t.”

The two lay there for a good few minutes after, unspoken words passing between them as the gunfire continues. Suddenly, a grenade is tossed into the broken window of the helicopter and the two look at it before looking at each other.

“Johnathan.” Nik muttered, grasping his hand tightly as he stared into those bright blue eyes. “We will meet again. I will find you, and we will be happy.”

John just stared at Nik helplessly before nodding, a small smile gracing his lips as he held Nik’s hand tighter. “Oka-”

In a flash, the bird erupted into flames and smoke, chunks of metals and bodies and papers flying everywhere until all that was left was the burning aftermath.

Maybe sassing off to Nik when he was already annoyed wasn’t the best idea.. Or at least that’s what John thinks as he cums for the..- what, fifth time now? Maybe sixth if the dirty praises that are spilling from his lover’s mouth is anything to go by.

He didn’t mean to sass off to Nik. He didn’t even know the man was in a bad mood to begin with.

John is what most call a ‘Jack of All Trades’. He’s smart, quick-witted, and is almost painfully resourceful and creative in desperate times. But his one flaw is the fact that he can be so, so oblivious at times. So much so that you just have to take a breath before trying to explain what it was you were talking about before.

This also means that sometimes he has a hard time reading a person, especially when he’s already focused on something. So when a not too pleased Nikolai comes in his office after a hundred failed attempts at fixing his helicopter’s engine to ask him something and John responds with a sassy quip, it sets off a reaction in the huge Russian.

Now the captain is in Nik’s helicopter with his back to the glass as the pilot fucks up into him at a rapid pace, keeping one large hand on the door while another is holding John in place to keep him from squirming.

“N-Nik!”

“Тихий.”

“English you bloody- ah!”

Is this the ninth or tenth time he’s cum?

“Keep sassing me and I will prolong our.. playtime.” Nik threatens with a glare before he slams into John again, emptying himself completely before starting up again at a slow pace.

John’s seeing stars at this point as a hand tries to grab onto something behind him but slides off the fogged window. Nik grabs it and pins it above his head.

“Дерьмо.” Nik curses as he feels John clench around him. “Just like that любовь, stop being a brat and take what I give you.”

“Nik..” John pants, blue eyes soft and hazy as they roll back with each thrust from the Russian. Said Russian shuts the babbling Brit up with a sloppy kiss as he begins to thrust faster and deeper, swallowing each gasp and moan that was punched out of John.

A few more rounds later and Nik finally lets John down, stepping back to survey his work as his lover tried to balance himself on shaky legs, hands gripping the door tightly.

“Fuck. Were you tryna bloody kill me Nik?”

“Нет.”

“Fuckin’ feels like it.” John says with a roll of his eyes as he focuses on steadying himself, trying his best to ignore the spend dripping down his thighs and into the floor.

“Is that more sass I am hearing?” Nik asks, and John snaps his eyes up just in time to see him already walking over, face reddening as the Russian leaned down to his ear. “It seems as if we have more.. work to do.”

..it was gonna be a long afternoon.