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You are bad at endearments. [ He drops a kiss to Malcolm's nose. ] That's cool, boo.

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I don't tend to use them myself, and I also don't tend to hear them.

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What, you've never called one of your girls 'luv'?

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[Scoff! Such scoff.] Definitely not. There are limits to how English even I am, apparently.

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[ Things seem to be alright so he's going to just ease down to settle a little firmer in Malcolm's lap, arms still looped around his shoulders.

Casual! So casual. ]

As long as you don't call me your 'crumpet' I'm cool with whatever, sailor.

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You're York. Or Taylor. At the moment, I don't see that changing. [The settling on his lap is. Fine. It's fine. It's casual and cozy and at least goes a hell of a lot better than Mal in York's. Maybe all they need are makeouts to make things better?]

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You could call me Taylor more often. [ He drops his forehead to Malcolm's, rubbing the tips of their noses together.

What, it's a sign of affection, shut up. ]

I like how it sounds when you say it.

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So use it when I'm not upset at you or trying to get your attention? Hm, I'll have to keep that in mind. Taylor.

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Mhmm. [ He shivers a little, like this all wound up and affectionate the name does things to him, man. Good things. ] S'nice.

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Maybe I should start using it all the time. [My but that's an interesting reaction. Let's try that again, but with Mal leaning up to drip it into York's ear.] What do you think, Taylor?

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Not in public. [ Names. Names aren't used in public but here at home and in private and-

His thoughts stutter to a stop real quick right then and Malcolm earns himself another full body shiver. ]

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[He pulls back with a smirk.] All right. Just here. Seems I don't need to have any endearment for you if you like Taylor so much.

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Sometimes my friends called me Tay. [ Mostly Drew, though. Not often, but it was nice to hear when it happened. ]

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If you'd like that.

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Give it a shot?

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All right, Tay. [He doesn't think it has the same effect, but that's up to York.]

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[ No shiver, but it does make him feel all warm and fuzzy instead. ]

Mmmkay. Taylor, sexy, Tay, warm and fuzzy.

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So now I know which names to use when. Which one does Delta call you when you're alone?

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York, most often. It's how we were introduced and how I thought of myself while I was in the project. It's the name he knows best. Now and then 'Taylor' comes up but it's usually just York.

[ Who gets a cheek nuzzle? Malcolm does. ]

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So you see why that kind of shift might take time. I'll probably still call you York if I'm not thinking about it.

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I just like hearing you use my name. It doesn't have to be all the time. I've been York to you for so long, it's normal.

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All right then. But Taylor is for revving you up. [Just going to slide his hands along York's thighs. Very casually.] Got it.

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Question is if you got me revved all the way up, would you know what to do with me.

[ And here he is, asking. Cuddled close and a little interested but not so much as to need to move just yet. ]

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Oh, I'm pretty sure I have an idea of what to do with you.

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Feel free to elaborate, Mr. Reed. [ York leans back enough to get a good look at him, smile playing at his lips. ]