Take A Chance

[depthlesslock]

Who: Agent York (Native) and Sigma Ai
What: Time together
Where: York's safe house
When: Wednesday early afternoon
Warnings: Possible adult situations

York's got his green coat and helmet on as he drives down the road to pick Sigma up. Not that he thinks there's a secret agent at the uni looking for weaknesses amongst the For Hires and therefore could use Sigma against him if they're seen together. ...Well there might be. In any case, he's not going to take the risk so green it is. Maybe they'll think he's Delta if they don't get too close.

He pulls up outside the campus in the main parking lot just as the first students are trickling out. Turning off the engine and turning down the music, he gets out to wait for his boyfriend, humming happily and grinning as he scans the crowds, waving once he spots Sigma.

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[depthlesslock]

York winces at the unexpected flare of pain across his shoulders. It's not bad, but it catches him by surprise. He hasn't hurt himself there, he's sure of it.

[ambitious_muse]

"York? Are you all right?"

This can't be good. He's done something wrong, possibly ruining this for both of them.

[depthlesslock]

'Shoulders...' He twists his head, trying to see, but he can't turn his neck far enough. 'Here, can you have a look? I think I might have bruised them or...' Sigma was gripping him awfully hard earlier...

[ambitious_muse]

"I'll look," Sigma says. He heaves himself up on one arm so he can see. Once York lies on the bed again, he checks that smooth back. Sure enough, faint splotches mar York's shoulders, deepening his skin to purple. He leans forward to kiss a spot that isn't bruised.

"You're bruised. Did I do that? I'm so sorry."

[depthlesslock]

'Oh, I am?' He tries to crane his neck again and finally manages to see the edge of one of the bruises. What he can see of it certainly looks finger size and shape. 'Well would you look at that. Marking me already, Flame? Nice.'

[ambitious_muse]

"You're okay? You're sure?"

He hadn't meant to. And unlike the marks he had wanted York to leave on his collarbone and neck, these had actually hurt.

[depthlesslock]

'Are you kidding? My boyfriend marked me on his first venture into sex. I should congratulate you or something.'

[ambitious_muse]

"I mean. You're welcome to." He lies down next to York again. "And you're more than welcome to mark me any time." Forget being professional. He belongs with someone and he doesn't care who knows it.

[depthlesslock]

York wraps his arm around Sigma again, tucking him back in and kissing him. He looks up again at what Sigma says next. 'Are you sure?' he asks, trying not to just go for it like he wants to.

[ambitious_muse]

"Fairly sure," he says. "But if I change my mind, I'll let you know."

[depthlesslock]

He chuckles. 'You know I can't make them disappear once I've done them, right? Or shall I keep the first few in places you can easily hide?'

[ambitious_muse]

"Maybe make the first ones easy to hide," he says, "while I decide whether or not to mortify my brothers."

[depthlesslock]

'I can work with that,' he agrees, already mouthing Sigma's neck.

[ambitious_muse]

Laughing, he puts his arms around York's waist to hold him close and explore his skin again. He can relax into the touch and let York have his fun.

[depthlesslock]

They're pressed flush against each other and York pecks him on the lips before shimmying down until his head is in line with Sigma's shoulders. He starts off gentle, kissing as he had earlier, but eventually he latches on, teeth digging in slightly as he sucks a bruise into his skin.

[ambitious_muse]

Sigma adjusts his grip so his hands rest on the back of York's ribs. The touch of teeth on his shoulder makes him gasp. Instead of pressing into York's back and causing even more bruising, he runs his fingers along the lines of York's ribs.

[depthlesslock]

York hums again as Sigma's fingers run down his ribs. Satisfied with his mark, he kisses it and moves on, his lips never leaving Sigma's skin.

[ambitious_muse]

When York adjusts, Sigma turns his head just enough to kiss his hair. He can taste York's sweat on his lips, and for a moment, he considers asking for a turn.

[depthlesslock]

Feeling the kiss, York obligingly ducks his head slightly so Sigma can reach him better. This conveniently also allows him to start mouthing at his other shoulder.

[ambitious_muse]

Grinning, Sigma kisses him again. He shifts one arm so he can play with York's hair, careful to avoid his bruised shoulders.

[depthlesslock]

York would kiss him back, but his too busy setting his claim into the younger man's skin. The hands in his hair feel good and he tilts his head into them.

[ambitious_muse]

Sigma presses a little harder with his fingers so York can enjoy his touch without stopping.

[depthlesslock]

York makes a small noise of content at the press of fingers as he nips Sigma's skin, catching it between his teeth.

[ambitious_muse]

He gasps at the bite but lets it even out into a sigh. His fingers fan out in York's hair and he steadies his boyfriend's head against his shoulder.

[depthlesslock]

He kisses the bite and runs his tongue over it to try and sooth it before finding another patch of skin to mar.