"So it would seem." Wash agreed with another heated look. There was no denying how much he would love nothing more than to crawl into bed with Tucker and fuck him until they were both sweaty and sated. But Wash just couldn't get over his own moral hangups to do that. They were both drunk and hurting, not to mention it felt vaguely disrespectful considering all they had lost today.
He had to bend down in order to work at removing the armor from his lower legs and Tucker would be treated to the sight of that very nice ass and the long line of Washington's back.
Finally, after what was no doubt an eternity for that impatient Sim trooper, Wash had finished climbing out of that bulky armor. The son of a bitch even lined up his boots against the edge of the bed before climbing onto the bunk.
"If you're this impatient, I'm kind of worried about your staying power, Tucker." Wash teased as he settled in between those splayed legs and he could ease his body weight down on top of the younger man. A mischievous looking smile was flitting at the corners of his lips and Tucker would discover Wash actually had dimples which automatically took almost a decade off of his face. It was such an incongruous expression for the somber and stoic Freelancer.
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Date: 2016-06-24 04:42 pm (UTC)He had to bend down in order to work at removing the armor from his lower legs and Tucker would be treated to the sight of that very nice ass and the long line of Washington's back.
Finally, after what was no doubt an eternity for that impatient Sim trooper, Wash had finished climbing out of that bulky armor. The son of a bitch even lined up his boots against the edge of the bed before climbing onto the bunk.
"If you're this impatient, I'm kind of worried about your staying power, Tucker." Wash teased as he settled in between those splayed legs and he could ease his body weight down on top of the younger man. A mischievous looking smile was flitting at the corners of his lips and Tucker would discover Wash actually had dimples which automatically took almost a decade off of his face. It was such an incongruous expression for the somber and stoic Freelancer.