RP Open Post

[goddamngrenades]

Smut, Gen, Angst, Fluff, Anything, Everything.
PFL era, Post war, Pre Canon, AU, whichever
Brackets or Prose whatever you're comfortable with
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[beforeblue]

Wash grins at him, shifts over to give him room to sit. "Explosives do make the best bribes. Even for early bedtimes. Guess it's just us for the night then."

[goddamngrenades]

Mhmm. You and me and whatever they have in the kitchen tonight. You sit, I'll get our food, awright?" He doesn't give Wash time to answer, just kisses him on the cheek and starts in that direction.

[beforeblue]

"Sure. Wow, the service here has really improved since you got here," he teases, then sits back, as relaxed as he can be.

[goddamngrenades]

"It helps if you smile." HE calls over his shoulder. Doesn't take long for him to return. with some sort of steamed veggies, rice, and thinly sliced beef in a brown sauce. It's food and food is good and it didn't come from a can so- he'll count it as a win.

[beforeblue]

Wash gives him a teasing smirk in response and damn it smells good. "And that's easier when the waiter is really hot."

[goddamngrenades]

"I still expect a tip." Trays down and he sidles up next to Wash, casually tucking an arm around his waist as he starts digging in to his own meal.

[beforeblue]

It shouldn't feel so right after what? A day? But damn it does. It's perfect to lean against York's side, just a little, let him be the support. "I'm sure something can be worked out."

He grins and digs into his food.

[goddamngrenades]

"Maybe if you play your cards right I'll even give you my number." He snorts a soft laugh, nosing into the underside of David's jaw to press a kiss there.

[beforeblue]

It makes him shiver in the best kind of way. Tilts his head to the side to give York better access. Savours it. "Careful. I'll start thinking that you like me."

[goddamngrenades]

"Maybe just a little." Another soft kiss. "Maybe a lot."

[beforeblue]

He chuckles a little, the sound strained. "Maybe the feeling is mutual." He rested a hand on York's thigh, squeezing it for a moment.

[goddamngrenades]

"I think I can live with that." One last nip of Wash's earlobe before he leans back and resumes eating, hand on Wash's waist dipping down now and then to squeeze his hip.

[beforeblue]

The nip drags a soft noise out of him and he squeezes harder when York pulls away. "You are a gooddam tease." he mutters. But food is food. He can't waste it, so he starts shovelling it into his mouth as quickly as he can manage.

[goddamngrenades]

"Not a tease if I follow through later." He snorts, finishing up his dinner at a decent clip. This and tea and a tin of some kind of pudding is more than enough for a decent meal for him.

[beforeblue]

"See, I knew you liked me," Wash replies and slides his hand up along York's thigh, just a little higher. Enough to do a bit of his own teasing.

[goddamngrenades]

"Just a little." He bats at Wash's hand. "You're gonna blind the kids!"

[beforeblue]

Wash laughs and stops, returning to eating until his plate is empty. "You're gonna have to give them the birds and the bees talk sooner or later."

[goddamngrenades]

"Eventually, yeah. But not right now." He snorts a soft sigh and leans against Wash, waiting for him to finish. "C'mon. I wanna ride you slow tonight."

[beforeblue]

His breath catches, stutters and comes out in a startled gasp of breathless laughter. He finishes off his food and shoves the plate away with a certain amount of enthusiasm before turning back to York. "Done."

[goddamngrenades]

A few bites more and he's finished as well, all but giggling at Wash's eager reaction. It's been awhile- god it's been forever but he wants this. Wants something good with Wash before the job tomorrow. It's a milkrun, sure- but if it isn't? Better to go out with no real regrets.

He slides out of his chair and hooks his arm around Wash's waist, tugging him to the door.

[beforeblue]

Wash presses up against York's side, nudging him with his hip as they head towards the door. They don't exactly run back to their bunks, but it's a close thing. People get out of there way. There's a few whistles and Wash makes a mental note to assign them extra guard duty before remembering... it doesn't matter.

"Your place?" he murmurs, leaning in to nip at York's earlobe.

[goddamngrenades]

"I do have the better bed." He turns them just enough to head for his door, disengaging the lock with a clicker at his hip from a distance. Makes for easier entry when he's exhausted- which he isn't just yet. Through the door and kicking it closed behind them he's already peeling his shirt up and off. No slow seduction tonight, not even a little. Not when he's got this odd trepidation about tomorrow and this heated weight in his gut.

[beforeblue]

Wash can take fast. So long as he's here, he wants to spend as much time as he can pressed up against York, memorising every bit of him. He pulls off his own shirt quickly, tossing it somewhere across the room. Doesn't matter. Keeps his gaze fixed on York as he kicks off his pants, an eager look on his face.

[goddamngrenades]

"I-" voice dropped low and weighty, he turns to hook an arm around Wash's waist and pull him in close and tight. "Have been think'n about this all damn day."

Skin on skin, lips on throat and every soft twist of Wash's breath from last night stuck with him hard.

[beforeblue]

Wash slides his arms around York in return, resting them against the curve of his ass. It presses them close, bodies flush together. He groans softly at that, presses his forehead against York's shoulder. "Couple of days and I need you like fucking air."