I Think That Nik And Price Enjoy Thigh-fucking, Nik Moreso Than His Lover.

Retired NikPrice owning a shop of sorts. I don’t know what shop, but I’m thinking it’ll be one of those dual shops where one side has something and the other side has whatever.

I think Nik’s side would definitely be model aircraft’s built from legos, sticks, anything you can think of. Even layouts or sketches of a helicopter or a fighter jet.

Price’s would definitely be a book shop or a sweets shop. He has just about every book or every candy you can think of, and it’s even themed to an old 90’s shop.

The boys come to visit every so often when they can, being sure to trade tales for goods or just simply going to enjoy the company of their old Captain and Pilot(and when the two leave the Earth together, they’ll be the ones to run it).

It’s around 6 when Nikolai gets back to his cabin from hunting, setting his boots down by the front door and calling out to his husband, John, who was in the living room watching TV.

Getting no response, Nik just chuckles and sheds his coat before walking into the living room and bending over the couch to kiss the side John’s temple, cold skin meeting his lips.

“You are freezing my love.” He says softly, grabbing a blanket and draping it over his chest. “It is below thirty degrees. You should wrap up.”

Still getting no response, Nik just huffs softly before going to shower and changing into something more comfortable, stopping by the kitchen on his way back to the living room to grab some tea for the two of them.

“Your favorite.” He says quietly, setting the mug down in John’s stiff hands and settling beside him. “Do not drink too fast, it is fresh from kettle.”

Still, no response.

Nik glances at his husband with a soft expression, noticing the bags under his eyes and the slight sluggishness to his posture.

“You are sleepy.” He says, and John’s body slumps over onto Nik’s, causing him to laugh. “You need rest dear.”

Just as he said that, John’s phone lit up even more missed calls and unread messages from his team, Laswell, and MacMillan, to which Nik just frowned and turned it over, muttering something about how they ‘always interrupt them’ and how they should ‘leave them alone’.

Soon, Nik gets sleepy too and rests his head atop John’s, not minding the sticky wet feeling on his cheek as he wrapped a big arm around his husband’s back, pulling him closer to his chest.

“Sleep well my love.” He muttered, pressing a kiss to John’s cold forehead before turning off the missing person’s report on the TV and going to sleep.

*Chef’s kiss*

Pole dancing Price with 'a little bit harder now' by she wants revenge.

Ok, ok so, Price decides to just, loosen up a little on a Friday night with the other drag queens, yk? Drink a little of those hyper sweet alcoholic drinks that contain far too much alcohol, maybe get a little high off of weed with his boyfriend...

Maybe agree to do a pole dance in the next Saturday show...

Well, ok, one of these things is not like the others, but Price did let loose of being an occasional body model when he was younger, ends up lifting his shirt to show off his gains, maybe let them apply some makeup on him, and maybe he did agree to fill in the spot of a sick queen for next week. It's his problem yk? It's his problem that he got fucking bricked up and swayed from being surrounded by men his size, men who could bend him backside... all equally beautiful, sweaty... Hairy... Happy trails all around... He was almost tempted to reach out and touch some of them.

Hey, he's only human, and he is entitled to his own opinions and feelings, ok?

Well, anyways, he panics the next day, and this was when Nik finds out that his boyfriend already knew how to pole dance (he mentally adds it to his list of videos to find of Price). And being the sweet sweet boyfriend he is, he preps him up, makes sure he doesn't break a joint or something, lends some of his clothes to John (which might be an excuse to just see John in a bodysuit).

Nik joins in that night, and maybe because he's a bitch who likes to show off, invites the rest of the 141 with him, just so they could watch the show together. I mean, would you not want to show off your boyfriend if it was John Price??

It's been a little over an hour now, and the crowd was still going strong. Nik shifts in his seat, eyeing the time. It is getting closer to John's appearance now, and he is tempted to check on him real quick, just to calm his poor lovers nerves down. He almost doesn't notice Price already standing on stage until he hears Gaz mutter a curse under his breath.

Holy fuck, he was beautiful.

Nik almost thinks he's in heaven from how Price looks, how the light hits his face just correctly to highlight the small dimple popping out on his cheek. How he could see fucking piercings on Price tits, barely poking out, how the glittering bodysuit makes him look more akin to a prize. He must have really pleased the sky daddy up there to live long and see this. He watches him do a little crowd work, yk, introducing himself, teasing the crowd the same way he sees Nik does it, lets one of the audience members touch his tits for the fleeting moment. How he was wearing a skirt that covers almost nothing...

He damn near loses his mind when the lights turn off and only a silhouette of Price could be seen from behind the curtains. He did lose his mind when the show starts, and even though Price was behind a curtain, he could damn well see every move he makes, how Price moves so fucking shamelessly now when behind a curtain, how even the crowd seem buzzing with some sort of energy, probabaly thinking of things that Nik was, maybe more.

The song choice did no favours to Nik's mind, only supplying him with more and more scenarios of Price on his knees, Price bending backwards... Price tied up... Damnit, he had always been a deviant, but this was only pushing his limits of imagination.

Christ, was Price always able to move like this? He fucking missed out on this, shit. His mouth went dry as he watched the silhouette of Price drop down, twirling around the pole...

Nik moves in his seat, watching his boyfriend fucking dance for strangers. He makes a note to install a pole in his apartment in the future, maybe sign up for a class himsel-

The curtain drops.

The curtain fucking drops.

Price reveals himself to the crowd, having apparently changed his clothes in the middle of his performance, cheeky grin on his face as he twirls on the pole a little more, dropping down on the ground with a cheeky wink before continuing on. Damnit, what a tease. The rhinestones and diamonds shimmered against the black bodysuit, the light reflecting off of his suit, demanding for the crowd attention on him.

End of the show, and the stage was covered in bills as Price thanks them, slow, provocative, teasing as he bends down, revealing how his bodysuit was made out of lace, leaving everything except for the grand prize showing...

A man could only take so much teasing, really. And Nik couldn't really care that the lieutenant and sergeant were missing, or that Gaz was fucking flushed. He watches as Price heads back stage, deliberately bending down once just to give them a different kind of show...

That night, under the neon lights of the bar and the buzzing electricity of the crowd, no one notices Price bent over one of the backstage prop doors, exactly like how he did on stage after his performance. And Simon keeps quiet about the filthy cock drunk moans he could hear whilst on his way back from the bathroom with Johnny.

The first time Mac met Nikolai was when his sergeant had disappeared to go have a smoke outside base to “clear his head”, and was found later by his captain getting his guts rearranged in the back of the criminal pilot’s helicopter.

Mac hated Nik’s guts ever since then. Fucking his sergeant like some wild animal and thinking he wouldn’t find out about it? Not to mention the age difference. While Johnathan was 23, Nik was a smooth 32.

Old bastard.

He quickly gets back into the captain’s good graces though after he’d saved his team from a botched mission, as well as left his favorite biscuits, mint crisps, and a bottle of expensive whiskey on his desk as an apology. Not to mention that a perk of having Nik around is that he keeps John busy so that he’s not a pain in his arse all the time.

Where he’d been drawing penises on Mac’s very important paperwork, he was now helping Nik fix up his helicopter or doing his own paperwork across from Mac’s desk with the pilot by his side watching on. Sometimes they’d even read together, and Mac found that sweet.

What the captain liked the most though was when he could call on Nik to handle John when he was being pissy.

All it took was a quick text or phone call when the brat’s back was turned, and then suddenly Nik is pulling John out of his office with a “happy” expression on his face, claiming that they were gonna go “fix” his helicopter.

Little did John know, it wasn’t the helicopter that was gonna get fixed.

Cosmic brownies are fucking DELISH when no one’s in your ear telling you otherwise👌🏾🤤

Just want you to know that you write NikPrice angst so beautifully. That helicopter explosion? Still one of my top tens

Ah man, this just made my entire morning.

At first I thought it was kind of rinky-dink and got nervous because I find myself to be pretty ass at anything angst like, but seeing this gave me a whole new level of confidence which I will forever be grateful for.

…

I’ll stop yapping your ear off now(but seriously though, thank you bunches! More angst WILL be coming soon🥰🫶🏾)

You can’t convince me that pre-Captain Price didn’t have the iconic early-2000’s spiky hair look when he was a sergeant or still in highschool.

And trust me, he was the shit(and made sure everyone knew it too).

UGH, John being an aggressive little prick when he’s flustered is so him.

He does things without thinking sometimes, so one day when Nik decides to comment on his freckles he curses the man to the moon and back before leaving with his heart pounding out of his chest.

Nik finds it endearing too, likes to see the man get riled up at his comments and scream at him or get physical, and though Nik is stronger than John and can easily subdue him, giving him the illusion that he’s putting Nik in his place is fun to watch.

One day though, when Nik finally decides that he’s had enough of the sass and the insults, he’ll carry the sergeant all the way to his helicopter in the hangar, sit in the pilot seat, and make John ride his thigh until he’s a whining, whimpering mess.

Obsessing over the idea of AgeGap!NikPrice where Nik(32) meets Price(22) when he’s coming to assist on a mission and sees the sergeant mouthing off to his Captain with little fear and a lot of audacity and saying something about how he “looked like he had a tumor of his nose”(he’d broken it a few days ago), and that he should just “let him lead” because he wouldn’t be able to “see around his second head”(which earns him toilet duty later).

And from that day forward, the criminal pilot was infatuated with the snappy Brit. His confidence, his whit, especially his lack of care for authority. He was headstrong and mouthy, and he definitely had the strength to back it up, and Nikolai could admire that.

He didn’t start to love him until one day when he’d said something that got the sergeant riled up and punched him in the nose. Apparently, commenting on how pretty his eyes were was somewhat of a death wish in John’s world, but Nik soon thought otherwise when he caught the sergeant’s freckled ears turning red and his cheeks a light shade of pink.

..and I can’t bring myself to finish this.. ran out of ideas. Someone help me please!!!! @homosexualgirlandbags any ideas stinker?😓

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.

Say if Price got injured and was sent to the ER to get fixed up and the moment he comes out of surgery he’s loopy and muttering nonsense.

His boys come to visit him first, and damn if they don’t take the many advantages that their loopy captain gives them. Johnny draws on his cast, Kyle bribes him for the rest of his sweets in his office, and Simon gets him to sign off on letting him skip recruit-training.

Next is Laswell and her wife Sarah. The two make sure he’s comfortable before teasing him, and John just lets it happen, brain too muddled to come up with his usual sassy retort.

Last is Nikolai.

The man walks in quietly and takes a look at his husband before looking around the room and noticing the little trinkets and things that his boys and their friends had left around the room(as well as the many penises that were on his cast). He then takes a seat beside John and grabs his hand, bringing it to his lips for a kiss..

That was until he felt the hand get snatched away and slapped softly across his face.

“Johnathan?” Nik asks with mild surprise, eyes rising to meet a glaring, upset John Price.

“Don’t do that.” The man says with a frown, glaring daggers at Nik. “I have a man, and he’s my husband, and we’re married. ‘M a taken man.”

Oh. The doctors gave him some more pain medicine before he got here. Explains a lot.

“My apologies.” Nik said as he backed off a bit with his hands raised a bit, deciding to feed into his husband’s loopy thought process. “Didn’t know you had a significant other.”

“Yeah I do.” John says with a roll of his eyes. “Bes’ damn husband a man could ask for.”

“Mhm, and how so?”

“He helps me cook, clean, loves me lots n’ lots, always helps with missions, loves my boys like their his own. What more could a person wish for when they have the perfect man by their side?”

“True. But doesn’t he irritate you sometimes?”

“Impossible. He only irritates me when he’s not taking some time for himself like he should be. Military work is hard, y’know?”

“Understandable. And what is your favorite thing about your husband?”

“My favorite thing..” John paused for a bit, sighing softly as he seemed to sink lower into the hospital bed. “His hugs. He’s big and broad, so when he hugs you it’s like a blanket draping itself over you. He makes me feel warm when he does hug me, like everything will be okay.”

The room goes quiet for a bit as Nik contemplates John’s words, melting at the way that his husband seemed to have melted when describing him. Suddenly, John added another comment.

“It makes me want to open his skin and crawl inside of it. Like Venom.”

Nik bursts out laughing at that, happy that he managed to get all of that on video to show the boys and Laswell later.