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288 - Afternoon; action

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Kept man, god, no. But you are a keeper. ...That sounded cheesy even in my own head. [It does feel good, so so good. Normal. Natural. Why couldn't they have been like this all the time?]

288 - Afternoon; action

[goddamngrenades]

You're not allowed to be cheesy. Cheesy is my thing. [ Not that he minds being told he's worth keeping, not at all. Puts to rest all kinds of things he'd been worried about. ] So we'll have to call that smooth.

288 - Afternoon; action

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I like the sound of being smooth. It's not often I get to be that, despite all attempts. Far be it for me to steal your thing.

288 - Afternoon; action

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'Specially when I"m the thief. [ Speaking of, he turns to steal another kiss. ]

288 - Afternoon; action

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Oh-ho, and you think I'm the smooth one, hm, are you sure about that? Maybe you should be slick instead.

Re: 288 - Afternoon; action

[goddamngrenades]

Depends. You got anywhere to be tonight? [ He can be QUITE slick if given cause. ]

288 - Afternoon; action

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I believe my schedule is looking open tonight. Are you forming a plan?

288 - Afternoon; action

[goddamngrenades]

I'm thinking you...me...a nice night in. [ His hand wanders to the hem of Mal's shirt, worrying the fabric for a moment. ] Making out on the sofa?

288 - Afternoon; action

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[In response, he gives York's thigh a squeeze.] If that's what you're up for, that sounds wonderful to me. I'll do dinner, and for dessert...you can have me.

288 - Afternoon; action

[goddamngrenades]

Now that was terribly smooth. [ He runs a thumb along the strip of skin above Mal's waistband. ] Sounds like a plan.

288 - Afternoon; action

[tactical_alert]

The anticipation is going to just kill me, I know it.

288 - Afternoon; action

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I think you can manage. [ Thumb becomes a full palm resting against his ribs, warm and present. ]

288 - Afternoon; action

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Can you? [He leans in close enough to kiss but doesn't. Tease.]

288 - Afternoon; action

[goddamngrenades]

[ Such a tease. He huffs a soft note through his nose, licking his lips. ] I think so. Maybe. WIth the proper incentive.

288 - Afternoon; action

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Mmm? Incentive to wait? What do you have in mind?

288 - Afternoon; action

[goddamngrenades]

Something special with dessert, maybe? [ He drags the hand on Mal's ribs up a few inches and down again, an idle stroke. ]

288 - Afternoon; action

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[Now that he has to think about. He thought the whole dessert thing was worth waiting for in and of itself, but to spice things up a bit...] I could...wear something? Something nice or different, I suppose?

288 - Afternoon; action

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Or I could. [ He noses at Malcolm's jaw. ] Whichever. I'm easy, you know?

288 - Afternoon; action

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We both could. Or we could bring something else to the plate. Something to try or play with?

288 - Afternoon; action

[goddamngrenades]

We did make those lists. [ Things they liked. Things they didn't. ] Maybe time to use them.

288 - Afternoon; action

[tactical_alert]

Right, the lists. You want to break them out, compare notes?

288 - Afternoon; action

[goddamngrenades]

Yeah, I think we can. See what we feel like.

288 - Afternoon; action

[tactical_alert]

...All right. Sure. We'll do that. [An encouraging smile. He's not sure they're at quite that point yet to be taking cues from their lists, but he doesn't mind the idea of trying.] Special dessert.

288 - Afternoon; action

[goddamngrenades]

I'll set the table? [ Even if all they end up doing is looking at shit together, it's something worth doing. ]

288 - Afternoon; action

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Sure. [Another stolen smooch.] Add a little more domesticity to the scene why don't you.