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#vincent price#funny#funny tag#dont remember where this is from...i think its jack benny#Jack Benny#guest stars#tire#cars#tires#omgggggg#hes so cute#beautiful body indeed#🥵🥵🥵🥵🥵#so sexyyyyy#bicon#bisexual god#horror#old horror movies#fav#vintage#movie#actor#handsome#gif#my gifs#gif made by me
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lol didn’t think someone giving money would give me anxiety
#to the judge that’s gonna see this case next year and the lawyer that is representing it assuming the state idk how this all works#why has the person to say the least get to go a whole year without consequence? a known criminal who after stealing from me and being#released and again getting arrest now for gang violence or some shit she was let go? she maybe associated to the group that killed that boy#last year. and here i am panicking because im afraid to carry cash. im paranoid that imma go outside and my car will be missing. i’m get#panic attacks when i drive to close to that gym and tired going back but physically cannot get out of my car and i start to cry in the#parking lot. i’m not sitting at work shaking forcing myself not to cry because someone handed me cash and i’m afraid someone is going to#steal my purse again. you think that’s not a big deal and honestly i didn’t think it was until my purse was gone. my cards stolen and used.#my key missing EVERYTHING in my purse GONE. so many things in there plus the purse i had money and all that is stuff i paid for now im out#all that cash i’m out 500$ for a key replacement i stopped feeling safe leaving my house all my non replaceable things gone and everyone#spoke to me like it was my fault and had to stand their crying while adults told me not to use a gym locker ??? but in the same breath telli#telling me this isn’t the first time she’s done this she has a warrant for her arrest she’s known to steal cars i’m the problem and there’s#nothing they can do to help me. so while i cry because all the money i had lost and never got back i had to do ALL the work to call my bank#track where my cards were being spent at call the jpay line she transferred money to look up the person she cashapped money to call the#business she was actively spending money at ask the manger if she is currently there and if they could give the police all the receipts and#video of her there for them to act like the hero’s for my brother and i tracking her down while you all belittled me#FUCK YOU AND FUCK HER i can’t be fucking normal about STUPID mundane shit i’m stuck here shaking and crying and what you tell me later it’s#not a big deal? give me all the content of your car and wallet or purse or backpack take nothing out and see what you’re left with and how m#much you need to spend to drive your car again and to tow your car home let a stranger have all your cards and address and tell me you feel#safe#OH and for the gym to tell me they know about her she used to be an employee there she doesn’t have a membership so they don’t know how she#got in and they can’t help but she did steal from another girl that night and an employee last month and who knows how many more ppl like#that’s convenient you pos sounds like she has friends that still work at the gym and open the back door for her or just let her in that’s#crazy no ? and this is all alleged because when if i lost all these things i can’t speak on what did or didn’t happen that’s some crazy bull#shit anyways the towing company felt bad for me maybe because i hadn’t stopped crying they gave me the key replacement number and told me to#mention he referred me so i could get a discount and the layman felt back for me because when i called him i started to cry and when he told#me the price i cried harder so 500$ was the cheapest but pretty much my whole check#key man*#bad** LET ME FIX TAGS#allegedly all these ppl are privileged kids from a privileged background that grew up in a sheltered community and thing there’s no#consequences to their actions because of the lack of accountability from their parents who willing pay for people to look the other way
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i just wanna make enough money to be able to live in this stupid world. what does that feel so fucking impossible
#HOW DO I GET A JOB THAT PAYS ME REAL MONEY#I'M TIRED OF BEING FUCKING POOR#ok i'll stop now. i'm going to go to the grocery store. maybe going outside will fix me#it also feels so fucking crazy bc i'm better off right now than i have been in the past. i can get takeout! i can get a sandwich!#but i can't live by myself here. i can't afford car payments. i can't rent studio space#whatever. i want things to be different but so does everybody else. i'm not special. no more being MAUDLIN BYE!!!!!!!#chatpost#cant wait to go be stressed about prices at the grocery store too. lol
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u guys wanna know something SO funny. The car I was going to buy from a family friend (which is the only way i’m going to get a drivable car without getting a loan <3) got picked up from the shop by my boyfriends dad this evening and he literally rear ended someone on the way home. And it is totaled! After the only reason I need a new car being bc someone totaled it while it was parked in front of my house. Merry christmas 2 me!
#like. not to be dramatic but life is too fucking hard and i would have held off on the dental work I need if I knew I’d be out the $1000#i paid for repairs AND would now need to find a car to buy that’s going to be 2x the price I was going to pay for this one.#It’s always something and I’m miserable and I’m so tired#also he’s okay and everyone is okay#but like#i wanna die a little
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Top Tyre Shops Near Me: Where To Find The Best Deals And Service
Finding the best tyre shops near me, Sometimes it can be challange, especially when there are so many options available in the markets. Here, you can find a list of the trusted tyre shops where you can get the best deals and services, including new tyres, tyre repairs, or balancing services at affordable prices. Whether you're looking for quality tyres or expert maintenance, these shops offer reliable solutions to meet your needs.
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I can always be found, a heap on the ground in September. It is the worst month of my life, annually.
#meds fucking me up. car needs breaks and work. I miss my partner. I want to go party time at work but can't bc bills.#like my bff's birthday is the first then everything else after that is straight garbage#the price of food alone??!????? then the fucking recalls.#somebody got nuts in the cow milk. HOW DO YOU EVWN ACCOMPLISH SOMETHING SO DANGEROUS AND STUPID#death is literally everywhere and I'm stressed. all while still wearing a mask#hurricane hit my hometown again. I'm literallya climate runner/refugee/whatever the word is#i just got out about ten years early while I had the money.#i got survivors guilt and shit.#I'm just tired#hitting a wall of sorts#I'm going to be fine. that's not the point.
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Y’all I cannot work with the general public anymore 😭
#why do they make things so hard?#they’re like ‘hey tell me the price of the car!!’#so I say ‘okay which car is it?’#‘I don’t have the number just tell me the price!!’#like I cannot…tell you the price of a car…when I don’t know which car you’re talking about???#I just…there is absolutely no logic#I am so tired
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cw: boyfriend price, independent and a tad bit stubborn reader, this man loves you, mentions of marriage
Thinking about your boyfriend John who just wants to make your life easier even though you insist you can do things yourself. Very much has the “I know you’ve got it, but let me take care of you” mindset.
A real man.
Insists on changing your oil for you, filling up your washer fluid, checking your tires. He wants his baby safe, after all. Takes your car every Sunday and fills up your gas, getting teasingly annoyed with you when he sees it close to full, knowing you went and got it on your own.
Sends you money for groceries, nails, hair, little trinkets and hobbies that you have. He rolls his eyes when you send it back, claiming “I can pay for my maintenance myself, John. Save your money.”
He decides that he has to be a little… stern with you. He loves that you’re independent, but he’s your man, and he wants to provide for you even a little bit. He’s gonna put his foot down, coerce you to relax and let him take the reins a bit.
Starts to gently shove you out of the way when you’re out shopping, giving you that smile that softens you up even when you’re mad at him. Starts keeping track of your groceries and stocking them up, so you have no choice but to use what he bought.
Pays for your appointments in advance, contacting the people you get your services from and putting his card on file. You can’t pay if he beats you to it.
Breaks you down until you finally accept his spoiling willingly, assuring you he wants to spend his money on you and keep you well cared for.
Eventually starts to hint that when he puts a rock on your finger, working is optional for you. He’s willing to hand over his cards and put your name on his account, what’s his is yours and what’s yours is yours, of course.
Type of man to chuckle and warmly thank you when you buy him a little sweet treat after he’s pulled out his bank card to take you on a little shopping trip, insisting you split it.
He wants you comfortable and taken care of, so just let him, ‘cause that’s what he’s there for.
#he gets off on you spending his money#but don’t tell him I told you that#john price x reader#john price#cod x reader
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as a cheeky birthday treat to price, the force makes the drive to the nearest hooters. they're in the states for a mission and the restaurants dot many of the towns they drive through. sure there are a few back home, but it's an experience. one they want to enjoy thoroughly.
when their waitress comes up, they stare wayyyy to long for her comfort. which is how you get swapped with her. you're known for being able to handle customers like this. you don't balk when they stare down your shirt, just turn and ask if you can get them anything else. they're pieces of work tonight, but they're polite and keep their hands to themselves.
they become regulars after that. they have to after seeing you smile wide (although not at them) during the birthday song for price. they always ask for your section and make small talk while flirting. one of them usually leaves their number on the receipt with a healthy tip, but you don't budge.
they show you how good and capable they are for taking care of you. they know its wrong to solicit someone during their work, but it's just this once (they've decided to not approach you elsewhere, no matter how much johnny pouts. doesnt mean they arent watching). simon breaks the fingers of the man who groped you saturday night, kyle knifed the fucker hiding around the side of your car, and johnny slashed your touchy manager's tires. you don't really know about these things, but john's tips alone should show you how well they can take care of you!
you slowly warm up to them. you learn their names and where they're from. they don't come on as strong anymore, but its obvious they're still interested when one of them walks you to your car. sometimes you'll wear their jacket and an arm will be around your waist. possessive glare on any another man who dares to look your direction.
when they come in after longer than normal time away, they see you with a little crown with pink fuzz around the bottom and "birthday girl" written in diamonds on it. youre obviously unhappy about the kid's crown so they don't say anything, yet their smirks tell it all. price buys you a dessert when you're finished with your shift. to their surprise you squish in beside price. you let them call you "love" and "doll." johnny even feeds you a spoonful and gaz wipes your chin when you get a crumb.
it's about time you come around to their affection. they've been waiting so long and so faithfully. they have everything you need in their flat, so why don't you quit on the way out the door. call your landlord and tell him that you're moving out soon. you're truly theirs now. happy birthday, darling.
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How to Extend the Life of Your Car Tyres: Tips & Tricks

Your car tyres are one of the most essential components for ensuring your safety, comfort, and fuel efficiency on the road. Just like any other part of your vehicle, they wear out over time. However, with the right maintenance, you can extend the life of your tyres, save money, and improve your overall driving experience. Here are some simple tips and tricks to help you get the most out of your car tyres.
1. Check Your Tyre Pressure Regularly
Maintaining the correct tyre pressure is one of the most important things you can do to prolong the life of your tyres. Under-inflated tyres create extra friction on the road, causing more wear and increasing the risk of overheating and blowouts. On the other hand, over-inflated tyres wear unevenly, reducing their lifespan.
Tip: Check your tyre pressure at least once a month using a reliable tyre pressure gauge. The recommended pressure is usually found on a sticker inside the driver’s door frame or in the car’s manual. Ensure you check the pressure when the tyres are cold, as pressure can increase when driving.
2. Rotate Your Tyres
Tyres wear out unevenly depending on the type of driving you do. For example, the front tyres tend to wear faster if you have a front-wheel-drive car. Regularly rotating your tyres ensures they wear evenly, helping to prolong their lifespan.
Tip: Aim to rotate your tyres every 6,000 to 8,000 miles or every other oil change. Consult your car’s manual for specific rotation intervals.
3. Balance Your Tyres
Having your tyres balanced correctly ensures they wear evenly and keeps your vehicle running smoothly. If your tyres are unbalanced, they can cause vibrations that lead to quicker wear and tear on your tyres and suspension.
Tip: Have your tyres balanced when you purchase new ones or whenever you notice vibrations or uneven wear.
4. Align Your Wheels
Misaligned wheels can cause uneven tyre wear, affecting both your tyres and the alignment of other components in your car. Driving with poor alignment can also affect your car’s handling and fuel efficiency.
Tip: If your car pulls to one side or you notice uneven wear patterns, it might be time to get a wheel alignment. Regular alignment checks can help ensure optimal tyre health.
5. Avoid Excessive Speed and Abrupt Driving
Aggressive driving habits, such as rapid acceleration, sharp turns, and sudden braking, put unnecessary strain on your tyres. This can cause them to wear out faster and increase the likelihood of tyre damage.
Tip: Drive smoothly and avoid hard accelerations or decelerations. This will not only extend the life of your tyres but also improve your fuel efficiency and the overall safety of your car.
6. Inspect Tyres for Damage
Regularly inspect your tyres for any visible damage, such as cracks, bulges, or foreign objects lodged in the tread. These can compromise the integrity of the tyre, leading to premature wear or even a potential blowout.
Tip: Check your tyres at least once a month and after long trips. Look for nails, sharp objects, or cuts that could weaken the tyre. If you notice any unusual wear or damage, have the tyre inspected by a professional.
7. Maintain Proper Tread Depth
The tread on your tyres is crucial for traction, especially in wet or slippery conditions. As your tyres wear down, their ability to grip the road diminishes, increasing the chances of an accident. Ensuring that your tyres maintain sufficient tread depth is key to both safety and longevity.
Tip: Use the “penny test” to check your tread depth. Place a penny upside down in the tread groove. If you can see the top of Lincoln's head, it’s time to replace your tyres. Alternatively, you can measure the tread depth using a tread gauge.
8. Choose the Right Tyres for Your Vehicle
Not all tyres are created equal, and choosing the right type of tyre for your vehicle can greatly impact both tyre life and performance. Factors such as tyre size, load capacity, and driving conditions should be considered when selecting new tyres.
Tip: Consult your car’s manual for recommended tyre specifications, and choose tyres that suit your driving habits and climate. For example, if you live in an area with harsh winters, winter tyres can offer better traction and extend the life of your all-season tyres.
9. Keep Your Car Clean
While it may seem unrelated, keeping your car clean can have an impact on the health of your tyres. Dirt, debris, and other environmental elements can accumulate on the tyres, leading to increased friction and wear.
Tip: Regularly wash your tyres to remove any debris and grime. This will not only help maintain the integrity of your tyres but also keep your vehicle looking great.
10. Drive Less, Walk More
Although it’s not always feasible, reducing your overall driving time and opting for other transportation methods like walking or biking can reduce the wear on your tyres. The less you drive, the longer your tyres will last.
Tip: Combine errands and avoid unnecessary driving to reduce the wear on your tyres. Carpooling or using public transport when possible can also help extend the life of your tyres.
Final Thoughts
Extending the life of your car tyres is not only about saving money but also ensuring your safety on the road. By following these simple tips and maintaining a regular tyre care routine, you can maximize the lifespan of your tyres and enjoy a smoother, safer driving experience.
Remember, proper tyre maintenance doesn’t take much time or effort, but the benefits are undeniable. Regular checks, balanced driving habits, and timely repairs can help your tyres last longer and keep you rolling safely for years to come. Happy driving!
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rule number 1 of existing is never ever ever look up car parts while sitting in your car
#it hails#looked up blower motor prices. and as i did. the blower motor stopped working again. leaving me cold in my car .#hell world innit .#this car needs too many pieces rn im looking at like . almost 1k in pieces and service .#it would be sooo much more but at least i can replace some of these myself#can't do an alignment myself tho . and i need new tires . im gonna explode
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its just so frustrating to finally see a listing up to my standards of her, with her outfit complete and having both sets of wings, only to see that price be 800+ legitimately, what is the matter with you
#i just dont get it#YOU dont want her anymore!!!!!#AND THERE are people like ME who have been trying to collect this set for over 10 YEARS#and yet you want to list a mf CAR for sale?#im just so tired#its like. so demoralizing to feel like i'll never actually find her at a good price#this set means so much to me and these greedy mfs want to take advantage of collectors like me#and it. makes me infuriated man
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Fixer-Upper
pairing: John Price x Reader
synopsys: What starts as a simple date quickly becomes something else entirely—because apparently, Price can't flirt properly until he's made sure your place isn't a "death trap." But once the distractions are handled? Oh, he's got other things to fix. And you're at the top of that list.
warnings: Slow-burn to full ignition, Domestic flirting disguised as home improvement, Price being absurdly attractive while doing manual labor, Subtle dominance, Countertop moments, John being a man who takes care of things (and you).
word count: 1910
a/n: Oh god, I have never written anything like this, but it just flowed. I don’t know what happened. One minute I was thinking about Price fixing a door hinge, and the next, he was fixing something else entirely. Sorry or… you’re welcome?
thank you @leteddiebehappypls for the inspiration!
It started with a swipe.
A lazy Sunday afternoon, scrolling mindlessly through Hinge, when his profile stopped you in your tracks.
John, 38.
His pictures were simple—one of him in the soft golden light of a pub, a pint in hand, his beard neat but a little scruffy at the edges. Another of him in a heavy coat, standing near a lake, looking out at something unseen. His prompts were straightforward, no nonsense but with a dry wit that made you smile.
"You should not go out with me if…" "You prefer a man who can’t change a tire."
That made you laugh.
A quick glance at his profile details—he lived nearby, worked in the military (vague), liked dogs, smoked an occasional cigar, and enjoyed old films.
You sent the first message.
And from there, it was easy.
He was charming, but not in the way that felt rehearsed. He asked about your day and actually listened. His voice notes were warm, deep, laced with a quiet amusement whenever you teased him. You liked the way he flirted—subtle, gentlemanly, never pushing too far but always making sure you knew he was interested.
Three months later, after countless late-night talks and stolen kisses in the back of his car, you invited him over for an afternoon date at your place.
You expected a relaxed day—coffee, maybe a walk, maybe some kisses on the couch if things went well.
What you didn’t expect was John Price stepping into your home and immediately conducting a full inspection of the place.
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"That door hinge is loose."
The first words out of his mouth after he kissed you hello.
You blinked at him. "What?"
He was already scanning the room like a man on a mission, his blue eyes sharp and assessing, he crouched down to inspect a loose cabinet hinge.
He was already moving, crouching to inspect a cabinet hinge, fingers running along the wood.
"You know this is about to come off, yeah?" he said, tapping the corner.
Your lips parted in disbelief. "Are you making a list?"
Price turned, arms crossed over his broad chest, giving you that slow, knowing grin that never failed to make your stomach flip. "’Course I am, love. Can’t have you livin’ in a death trap, can I?"
And the worst part? Every time he found something else, he’d glance at you—this warm, amused glint in his eyes like fixing things in your home was the only thing keeping him from dragging you against the nearest wall.
"John." You exhaled, exasperated, leaning against the counter. "I invited you over for coffee, not a home renovation. You know you don’t have to do all that," you teased, leaning against the counter, watching him with an amused smile.
John tilted his head, stepping closer. Too close. His broad frame filled the doorway between the kitchen and living room, and suddenly your whole apartment felt smaller.
"I know," he murmured, voice dropping just slightly. "But I’m already here, aren’t I?"
And oh, there was something about the way he said it—like he meant something more.
Your heart skipped.
John had always been like this—quietly attentive, always looking after you in little ways. Making sure you ate, texting to see if you got home safe, standing between you and the street when you walked together.
It was dangerously easy to fall for him.
But you wouldn’t admit that. Not yet.
Instead, you rolled your eyes. "Do you even have tools?"
"We’ll get ‘em."
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It was supposed to be a quick trip.
But walking through the aisles of the local construction shop with John Price felt less like a casual errand and more like some kind of slow-burn seduction disguised by home repairs.
You watched from a few steps behind as he scanned the shelves, utterly focused—like a man on a mission. His sleeves were still rolled up, revealing strong forearms dusted with hair, and when he reached up to grab a toolbox from the top shelf? Yeah. You may or may not have gotten distracted.
He caught you staring. Of course he did.
And the bastard had the nerve to smirk.
"See something you like?" he asked, low and warm, that teasing rasp in his voice curling deep in your belly.
You rolled your eyes, trying to play it cool. "I’m just impressed you’re taking this so seriously."
He stepped closer—close enough for you to catch the faint scent of tobacco and cedarwood, something distinctly him. "I take a lot of things seriously," he murmured, his gaze lingering on your mouth for just a beat too long.
And oh, the way he was looking at you—like he was barely holding himself back—made your knees go weak.
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Back at your place, John’s standing in your living room with a fresh-cut two-by-four rested on his shoulder like it weighed nothing, and he had a tool bag slung over one arm.
You were so fucked.
"Alright, love," he drawled, adjusting his grip on the lumber. "Where do we start?"
Your brain short-circuited for a full five seconds.
Because, fuck, did he have to look so good while doing this?
You cleared your throat. "I, uh—John, you really don’t have to—"
He cocked a brow, stepping in just close enough that you could smell sawdust and the faint hint of his cologne.
"I do, though." His voice was low, deliberate. Gravel wrapped in velvet. "Can’t focus on anything else knowing you’ve got loose hinges and a lock that’s barely holding up."
Oh, that was unfair.
The way he was looking at you, like he wanted to flirt so badly but couldn’t until he handled the absolute crime of a squeaky door hinge—it was absurdly attractive.
Like some kind of gentlemanly home improvement seduction.
You folded your arms, tilting your head at him. "So what you’re saying is, you’d be distracted trying to flirt with me knowing there’s a leaky pipe under my sink?"
His mouth curved into that infuriatingly smug little smirk. "Exactly."
—
Watching John work was almost too much.
The sight of him standing at your kitchen sink, carefully fixing the drip with his broad hands and furrowed brow, was almost too much. Especially when he paused—wiping his hands on a rag—to glance over his shoulder at you.
"You’re staring again, love."
You huffed a laugh, crossing your arms as you leaned against the wall. "Can you blame me? Not every girl gets a full home repair service on a date."
John chuckled, that deep, warm sound vibrating in your chest. "Lucky you, then."
And God, he made it impossible not to flirt back.
"Yeah? What’s next—building me a bookshelf?"
His expression shifted. Darkened.
Something in his posture changed, the heat between you suddenly heavier.
"If that’s what you want."
Your breath caught.
And then he stood up, slow and deliberate, dusting sawdust from his palms. He turned to you with that look—the look—like he was holding himself back. Like there was a war raging inside him, one side demanding he be the gentleman and the other telling him to pin you against the nearest surface.
You barely had time to react before he was in your space, moving in like gravity pulled him there.
His hands landed on either side of you, caging you against the counter.
Heat rolled off him, thick and dizzying. The scent of sawdust, cologne, and him filled your lungs.
His fingers skimmed your waist, slow, teasing."So, tell me," he drawled, voice casual, almost teasing, "what else is wrong with this place? Besides the obvious lack of a proper man around to fix it?"
Your mouth fell open.
Oh, he was so full of shit.
Your heart slammed against your ribs.
Your fingers curled into his shirt, pulling him just a little closer. "Oh, so now you’re flirting?"
"Told you, love." His lips were right there, hovering over your jaw, breath hot against your skin. "Had to fix the distractions first."
Christ.
His breath shuddered.
And then—his hands were on you.
Sliding up your sides, tracing your curves, claiming you without hesitation.
"You know," you mused, "you could’ve just said you wanted an excuse to spend more time here."
John chuckled, voice dipping low, warm. He reached for a rag, dusting his hands off with that infuriating, deliberate ease. Then he met your eyes, something wicked flashing behind those deep blues.
"Darlin’," he murmured, "if I wanted an excuse, I’d just ask to stay the night."
"That somethin’ you want?" His voice was pure, slow-burning sin, dragging along your spine like velvet and gravel.
"Depends."
"On?"
"Whether you plan on fixing me, too."
His mouth brushed the shell of your ear. "Oh, sweetheart," he rasped, voice dripping with dark amusement, "you might be my favorite project yet."
Your head tipped back against the counter as his lips traced a slow, burning path down your neck, his beard scratching against your skin.
One of his hands slid lower, pressing against the small of your back, dragging you flush against him—against the unmistakable proof of just how badly he wanted you.
"John," His name slipped out between parted lips, a breathless whisper as your fingers threaded into his hair, tugging—not to pull him away, but to keep him right there.
A low groan rumbled in his chest, vibrating against your throat, and the sound alone sent another wave of heat curling through you.
His grip on your hips tightened—fingers pressing firm, possessive. A silent warning.
"Careful, love." His voice was low, thick, a heated drawl that wrapped around you like silk and smoke. "You start something, you better be ready to finish it."
Oh, fuck.
The weight of his words settled deep in your bones, in the press of his body against yours, in the way his mouth hovered just over your skin like he was barely holding himself back.
You exhaled a laugh, soft, teasing, tilting your chin up until your lips just brushed his.
"Guess we’ll be here all night, then."
His answering growl—low, dark, dangerous—sent a full-body shiver through you.
"Guess we will."
And then he was kissing you.
Hard.
Desperate.
The slow, teasing restraint snapped in an instant, replaced with something raw, something that burned hot between you. His hands roamed, strong and sure, mapping every curve like he was memorizing you by touch alone.
You gasped against his mouth, and he took full advantage, deepening the kiss, swallowing every sound you made. His fingers dug into your hips, pulling you into him, fitting you perfectly against him, like he needed you closer.
You barely noticed when he lifted you onto the counter—barely registered anything beyond the feel of his hands, the press of his body between your thighs, the way his mouth devoured yours.
"Fuck," he murmured against your lips, his voice wrecked, his forehead pressing to yours as he tried to catch his breath. His hands didn’t stop moving, gripping your waist, trailing up your sides, claiming every inch of you.
"You okay?" he rasped, and fuck, the way he asked—like he was barely holding himself together, like he needed you but would stop the second you wanted him to—had your heart slamming against your ribs.
You smirked, breathless, brushing your lips over his once more, teasing.
"Oh, John," you murmured, dragging your fingers through his hair, tugging just enough to make him groan.
"You better finish what you started."
His hands tightened.
His lips curled into a smirk against yours.
And then—he did.
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