Roll with it. This is- well it's not the worst idea Delta's had but seriously, him playing a honey pot with his bum eye and crooked smile? Would not work unless he'd already fucked Wash and had some sort of weird lingering UST with Carolina. So. Work with what you got.

Wash presses in close and York arches just a bit, tipping his head back against his shoulder to take a slow breath. Let his hands run along Wash's gauntlets while he tries to remember what tiny little storage pockets kept 'nonessential' tech. Won't do anything NOW but, next time? He might try to lift something. "And if I behave I'll get that attention, is that it?"