Price is a tits guy.
No matter what tits there is, he likes them. Big or small, round or flat, women or men. If it's round and has a nipple he's there to eat it.
His beloved 141 has his favorite tits. Of course, his favorite people need to have his favorite tits.
Soap's are cute. Round and big, but not so big that it not proportional (unlike his ass, according to ghost) he likes to lick them and suck them bc, like any other part of Soap, they are extremely sensitive and when given a bit of attention, they perk alot.
Gaz are Itty bitty. They arent big, but also aren't small. They make themselves known when time comes right. Price likes to stand behind gaz and just have his hands under his tits bc, even if they aren't bonkers, they are cute and itty bitty.
Now Ghost are price favorite. They are huge, so hige that if Ghost wears something tight, you can see them bounce when he jumps or moves. They so big that price hands don't fit it whole. But Ghost is big all over in the best way possible, his tits are just the best gift ever. His nipples are also big and light pink and inverted and price loves to spend hours just trying to push them out and be perky. His tits are so big that could produce milk if worked enough (price is ready to try)
Price loves tits, but his favorites are the 141
I really like ghostprice bc for me price is ghots daddy
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Soap can vouche for the following information, as someone that befriended Gaz the moment he laid eyes on him and who knows almost every deep secret.
Kyle Gaz Garrick doesn't know when people are flirting with him.
Soap knows that this is a fact, an historical one at that, because the scott was victim of such condition. It took soap saying directly that he was flriting with Gaz for 1) the man understand the situation 2) for gaz to flirt back. After that, he found out that Gaz is very good at flirting and amazing at dirty talking.
Anyways, it's more like Gaz thinks that people won't flirt with him from the start, like he knows he's not like soap, funny and sociable, he's quieter likes alone time and prefers to be in the background. Gaz became a source of quiet for soap when he needed, a silent support for Price in anxious times, and a sleep partner for Ghost when his insomnia was at it's worse. Gaz was a pillar in their little relationship and someone they treasure any time they can.
No one flirts with Gaz, and so the 141 didn't even phantom that such thing would happen, they were secure - not only because of Gaz lack of flirt detector, but because gaz was their little treasure - that no kind of that action was needed.
On this day, soap was baffled. He was siting next to price in the mess hall, food eaten just waiting for the older man to finish, they were with gaz but the man had something to do so he left early. He looked towards the entrance of the mess, squinted his eyes and-
Was that someone flirting with Gaz?
Soap was the person with the most knowledge of flirting, so he was not mistaken in his hypothesis. No, that was a man ready to use all his cards on the oblivious and polite sergeant that was his Gaz.
"Hey, Cap" Soap nudge the olders arm, making him almost choke on his food, that earned him a glare from Price, but that wasn't important "sorry! But someone is flirting with your baby" Soap said while pointing to the entrance.
"Wha-" Price looked at the entrance and there, lo and behold, a visiting sergeant that price should really know the name but doesn't remember, is standing way too close to his baby (yes, Kyle is always gonna be his baby) with a smirk, dark eyes and hands way too touchy, trying to flirt with Gaz the best he could. However, Gaz was just standing there, hands to himself polite smile that did not reach his eyes "he doesn't even realize that he's flirting with him."
"Cap, please, I told him his ass was a dessert that I wanted to taste and he said thank you, I had to tell him I was trying to flirt with him."
Price shrugs "that settles it. GAZ, COME HERE." Price called out to the sergeant, who politely excused himself from the other man to the table.
"Yes, sir?" Gaz asked sitting on the chair next to the captain, who then pulled him flush against his side.
"I was just saving you from the excessive flirting over there."
Gaz made a confused sound "flirting? Sergeant Williams wasn't flirting with me."
Both Price and Soap blinked once, twice at him, disbelief written all over their faces "aye, Gaz, kitty, you telling me that you think he was being nice out of his own violation and not chasing that ass?"
"Jesus Soap not everyone is as horny as you. And yes he was being nice, he was asking some questions about our training method and how we teach the rookies."
Price raised a brow "and the smirk, lip licking, lidded eyes, hands on your arms didn't give it away?"
"What? Soap was and is like that too! He might have been a very touchy person!"
"Gaz I was trying to get into your pants, and I'm still actively doing that"
Gaz huff and stood "you are being ridiculous! He's just being friendly! Besides he probably wants Soap and not me! Anyways, I have to go, see you on movie night in Price's room."
"We gonna have a movie night?"
"NOW WE WILL!" Gaz answered back already out of the mess hall.
Price and Soap sat there for a while, reliving that interaction that left them hopeless and amazed. Sometimes, it didn't settle on them that Gaz was oblivious to an unreachable level, but when this kind of things happened they realized all over again and celebrate their milestones because how did they snatched such oblvious prick as their boyfriend?
"That was interesting."
"Ye know what's gonna be interesting?" Soap asked, standing from his chair. Price tilted his head in answer and the scott continued "when Ghost sees that dude flirting with Gaz."
Ah. That. They forgot about that.
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There was a spoken rule (yes, very spoken) that none is allowed to flirt with sergeant John Soap Mactavish.
Soap was a lovable person, nominated by popular vote the 141 base sweetheart. He was kind, funny, sociable, easy to talk with, open to everything, helpful and good with the rookies. The 141 always sent Soap to greet newcomers and visiting soldiers because they wanted to spread a positive image, and they always liked Soap the best.
The consequences of being such lovable and social person was the flirting. Soap had at least three cases of flirting per week, either from new rookies or from a visiting sergeant or liutenant or whatever. Soap knew they were flriting he wasn't that oblivious has people deemed him to be. He likes to flirt back to a certain level, but it's fun banter for him, but he also knows when to stop and back down, and also knows when someone starts to be a little obsessed.
However, to those unfortunate souls, the 141 also knows that people flirt with Soap, all the time. But each has their own reactions.
Price lets him be. He has an immense trust in the scott that was earned through life-death situations and many vulnerable moments. He also knows that Soap realizes what he's doing, so Price is confident that Soap will tell him if things get out of hand. That doesn't mean that he won't pull the sergeant closer when that happens.
Gaz acts like a jealous lover in a playful way. He also trusts Soap a lot, he has also seen the way Soap handles this situations and he knows that the scott won't let it go far. But when they are together and that happens (which is most of the times because soap and gaz come in pair) Gaz acts like he's a jealous teenager, pouts and pulls Soap closer until they are in each other's lap.
Now Ghost...that's a whole different story. He's the reason that the spoken rule of not flirting with Soap was established. It's a known fact that Soap is Ghosts favorite in the base, between the 141 Ghost is loving towards all of them but tends to lean towards Soap more and they were okay with it after a long talk. That to say that Ghost has a "Someone is flirting with soap" sensor that tingles when that happens and as fast as he can he's there scaring the shit out of the person. He looms behind soap until the person gets the fuck out. He nominated Soap's guard dog, and one more reason to fear Ghost was added.
There's this spoken rule, but every one still tries their way with soap. But Sergeant Williams, one of the recent visiting sergeants from other base, wasn't looking for sergeant mactavish.
Williams found Soap funny and cute, like every first impression that the sergeant gives. He could see the charm, but wasn't enough to make him chase Soap like most people he saw doing it. No, who he wanted was the dark skin beauty that was quietly smiling behind Soap when they greeted him.
Sergeant Garrick was his name, code name gaz. Yes, he was quiet but cute, all smiles and very polite, in Williams eyes it was his perfect match. Soap was too much for him, but Gaz was just perfect.
Williams approached his liutenant Rogers, who arrived first in the base, in the mess all "So the sergeant-"
"Don't even try it. Sergeant soap is off limits, unless you want to experience Ghost wrath, then go ahead I ain't gonna save you."
"Okay..." damn, Ghost was weird jesus, poor guys that didn't know about this " but I wasn't talking about soap, I was talking about the other sergeant."
"Who? Gaz?" Williams nodded "I don't know...he's quiet, kind and nice. He helps out a lot and teaches well, but not that outstanding like soap."
"So...no weird liutenant at his back chasing people away?"
"No? Wait, you gonna try for him?" Rogers asked curious.
"Yeah! He's exactly my type, and since he doesn't seem to have anyone protecting him like soap, maybe he will accept my advances"
"You can always try, I guess"
Williams was in his lucky day.
Johnny saw a tiktok of a cow costume that was basically a thong and a tiny bra. Send it to Kyle just for the funsies, but the other sergeant just answers
"I like that actually, would wear it"
And so Johnny, first and foremost, spirals and jerk off to the though of Kyle's dark skin in a tiny cow costume with his ass in a thong, talking how Johnny would eat that chocolate cake-
Secondly, he created a plan.
He went into one of those weird websites that have weird fetish costumes, and order three cow costumes that were rhe exactly replica of the one he saw on tiktok.
Then he shared his plan with Kyle, who agreed and was on board with it. Kyle was essential for this plan because he was Johnny's secret weapon.
Then he went looking for Simon, the hardest piece to achieve. He showed the Liutenant the plan and tried his best to convince him to join him. That one took a while, while meant two weeks of begging and one week of rookie babysitting instead of Simon, and the blond was on board.
The plan was:
1. Aquire the cow costume for three people. Check
2. Convince his other two boyfriends to wear those costumes. Check
3. Share the mastermind plan. Check
4. Choose a good day where Price would be spending his day out. Check (altho that one was hard)
5. Convince price that give them the key to his office (Kyle did that one). Check
6. Infiltrate price office and wear the costumes. Check (Simon kept grumbling and refused to take off the mask until Kyle made him puppy eyes)
7. Call price to his office. Check
8. It's showtime!(Johnny stop that!)
Price when he saw them all standing there wearing the costumes was...not what Johnny expected. What the scott though was that price would either yell at them, laugh at them or sigh and leave them behind.
He did not expect the man to close the door, lock it, all while using one hand to unbuckle his belt with a face that prosimed one week of barely able being sat.
"Simon, kneel." The reaction was instant, the blond kneeled with his head down. "Kyle, kneel." Same with him too. The only one standing was Johnny, who gulped as Price approached him with a dark look. "I reckon it was your idea, Johnny."
"Y-yes, s-sir."
Price hummed, eyes racking over the scott "I'm trying to figure out if I should use you first or leave you for last" price hand laid on Johnny peck and squeezed, pulling a whimper from the younger "Depends on how pretty you beg."
Johnny dropped down to his knees, eyes already watered, lips in a pout and face close to the others crotch, looking up with his most pitful face "p-please, d-daddy."
"Good boy."