Log: Coping Together

[maine_makes_growly_noises]

Who: Agent Maine and Delta Ai
What: Maine and Delta are upset about York's hospital visit
Where: Ai household
When: Monday morning (8 June; backdated)
Warnings: really awkward flirting

Maine's drives to the Ai residence are getting shorter, though whether he's growing used to the commute or his speed is creeping, he doesn't notice. He's too eager to get there.

York is hurt, their little world is in danger, and all he has is his jeep and a box of brownie mix.

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[maine_makes_growly_noises]

"Have to do this if I want to breathe," he whispers, with a note of bitterness. It keeps his lungs strong and fights the inflammation, somehow. Usually, at least.

But he would rather not think about that. Focus on Delta. On the good things in his life. "Want to be able to take care of people. Like you do, for your family."

[protective_logic]

"This is you taking care of me right now," Delta points out. God his body is so strong. His fingers keep moving over Maine's abs. "Right now, though... I want to just... feel alive. Can we kiss?"

He needs to just... feel Maine.

[maine_makes_growly_noises]

"Of course. You don't have to ask," he says, smiling fondly at his boyfriend. At this brilliant young man lying on the couch with him, whose incredible hands skim his abs with such tender adoration.

It's the permission he wants, so he eases forward and kisses Delta, gently but eagerly.

[protective_logic]

Yes, very good. A very nice kiss. But he does pull back, still blushing. "Can... I maybe... touch them? While we kiss?"

The them should be obvious, of course.

[maine_makes_growly_noises]

"Sure?" It's an odd request, but he doesn't mind. In fact, he rather enjoys it. "Yes. Go ahead."

[protective_logic]

Delta blushes and leans in to kiss him again. Except this time Delta dares to peek his fingers up under Maine's shirt to... touch. Just a bit. His skin is so soft!

[maine_makes_growly_noises]

Maine isn't expecting the touch of skin on skin, so when he feels the warmth of Delta's fingers, his breath catches. Just a bit. Smiling into the kiss, he holds Delta closer and hopes he doesn't stop.

[protective_logic]

Wow what an amazing sound, to hear Maine's breath catch like that. It's amazing. And he caused that. He presses his lips more firmly against Maine's. It just... it's just exciting.

[maine_makes_growly_noises]

He yields to Delta's lips at first before kissing back with increasing fervor. How long has he wanted Delta to kiss him like this, with such strength and excitement? He hopes he won't have to wait again. Not nearly so long.

[protective_logic]

This is all just amazing. His hand slides over Maine's abs as they kiss, loving the quick intensity of it. Who knew Maine could be strong here too? He only wishes he could do this forever.

[wanderingmemory]

Epsilon had been late to wake up that day. And oddly enough, he was taking a break from roaming for the moment.

However, he hadn't expected to walk in on his brother and Maine like that. Not in the slightest. "Wow. So, is this the time I need to point out what Omega left in the bathroom and get the hell out of here?"

And to be honest, he's smirking at this. Good for Delta. But it'd be more awkward saying nothing.

[maine_makes_growly_noises]

Maine growls low in his throat. Not now, Epsilon.

He won't stop kissing, though. Not unless Delta does.

[protective_logic]

Delta actually manages to make a 'meep' sound into the kiss and then he's jerking away from Maine. Not quite falling to the floor, but definitely pulling away. He catches himself and is standing in seconds.

"I... it's... Go away!"

[wanderingmemory]

Epsilon rolls his eyes at that growl. Really? He's not that easily scared off. But when Delta responded like that... He would listen. "Calm down, Delta. I'm just teasing. I can keep my peace regarding what you two lovebirds are up to. Just be careful."

He's heading toward the door. "Just, if you go past make outs and touching, remember that there are condoms."

[maine_makes_growly_noises]

Maine sits up in case he has to vault over the back of the couch and chase Epsilon out. It looks like he's leaving of his own volition, though. Good.

[protective_logic]

"I... that's..."

Delta shakes his head, blushing furiously, and instead of confronting Epsilon, just walks off toward the kitchen. He needs a moment to breathe.

[wanderingmemory]

Epsilon just... Stops at that. He may have intended another parting comment, but he didn't think Delta would be that upset. Now, he feels guilty. Once Delta's gone, he looks at Maine. "Didn't intend to upset him that much. I'll go. You take care of him."

He's heading out the door. Hey, at least Delta being upset stopped worse comments.

[maine_makes_growly_noises]

"He wasn't uncomfortable enough the first time?" Maine snaps. He grabs the brownie mix and follows Delta to the kitchen.