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[the_deadeye]

Things that he looks forward to after any job is the ability to make an actual good meal instead of small snacks due to focusing, a comfy bed, and civilian clothes. However when of the better parts was the possibility of calling up a certain university student that has maintained his attention and certainly being considered his though that fact was rather kept to himself than anything. That very person was the reason why he was ecstatic that the three days of hunting and scouting had ended so he can hit up his main safe house in the city.

A quick message is sent over in order to notify that the coast is clear and he's back at what he would consider his home. Then it's cleaning up his weapons and stowing them away before starting to even think about the process of stripping off his gear. However the better choice is to quickly get it off before snagging a shower to further de-merc himself, sighing contently at the warm water and taking his time. It's after checking his watch that he grumbles at his carelessness and waste of time to make him get dried off and scramble for clothes.

He had no idea when his boyfriend was going to show up and the last thing he wants to do is be found either in the damn shower or well coming out of it. So definitely getting on a pair of sweats if anything which is more so a fuss of grumbling and stumbling as he attempts to find something comfortable and suitable.

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[ambitious_muse]

The touch at his spine makes him shiver. Grinning into the kiss, he lets his own hands wander Jersey's bare skin. Isn't he allowed to celebrate a little when his boyfriend comes home? Jersey certainly isn't complaining about the welcome, either, and he complains about almost everything.

[the_deadeye]

Yea he won't ever deny that he finds some reason to complain but this was one of many times that fell into special criteria that made it impossible. Jersey let's out a pleased noise at the continued kiss, shifting Sigma up with the help of his hand having made a firm hold on his backside, slipping the hand into the back pocket of Sigma's pants after making that move. He wasn't going to push things too far but he could definitely take his chance at making the student squeak once or twice before doing anything drastic.

[ambitious_muse]

Oh. Definitely not expecting that. Squeaking in surprise, he squirms so he's sitting up closer. One knee settles between Jersey's, not yet slipping between them but still offering.

[the_deadeye]

Yup, there's the squeak that he had been hoping for. Smirking briefly, Jersey breaks the kiss to duck his head down and press open mouthed kisses along Sigma's pulse, taking his time with each one before moving onto the next. He parts his legs at the inquiring knee and waits for him to settle before giving a small rock of his hips, wanting to see what exactly he had planned.

[ambitious_muse]

Those kisses on his neck make him shudder. What was he doing again? Right. Positioning himself so he's more or less draped across Jersey. He knows full well that he could get free if he wanted, but this position gives Sigma more freedom to let his hands wander up Jersey's chest.

[the_deadeye]

He brushes his lips along his throat before shifting his hands in order to tug up on the shirt that needed to have disappeared already, coaxing Sigma to shift for him to pull it off. Jersey kept to his word about how he was going to make things even between the two of them but he's already keyed on running his fingers down Sigma's chest slowly, taking his time to trace over every curve and dip. He knew almost every inch of his boyfriend but that didn't mean that it wouldn't hurt brushing up on his memory. However Jersey flashes a got toothy grin before hooking a finger into the front of the man's pants and giving a playful tug at them.

[ambitious_muse]

Sigma is perfectly content to let things be even. That shirt would have to go anyway. Once, he felt self-conscious having his shirt off around Jersey--he's far less muscular and has considerably fewer scars. His boyfriend is wonderfully appreciative of his body, though. Maybe it's not so bad to be a civilian.

Speaking of which, it seems that the shirt might not be the only thing to go. "Trying to find out exactly how much I missed you?" he teases.

[the_deadeye]

Jersey relents and gives a small shrug in order to maintain his teasing air. "Maybe. Am I not allowed to? What if I say please, hm?"

[ambitious_muse]

"Oh, you're allowed to," he says. "And I do like it when you ask nicely." Pressing his knee up between Jersey's thighs should help incentivize him.

[the_deadeye]

Jersey places a rather gentle kiss on his shoulder, being more than willing to drop the rest of his tough act for his boyfriend for now. Sigma deserved nice things after all and he wasn't going to take anything for granted. "May I remove them please?"

[ambitious_muse]

"Go right ahead," he says. "And let me know when I should return the favor."

[the_deadeye]

He hooks his arm lower around the man's torso before shifting to flip them over carefully, holding himself over Sigma and placing a line of kisses down his abdomen until reaching his pants. Oh those definitely had to go as much as the shirt had. Straightening up, Jersey works off the offending clothing with some maneuvering until giving a pleased noise and allowing himself to run his eyes over Sigma's body. His hand reaches to intertwine his fingers wth his, leaning down to brush his lips over the phoenix that graced Sigma's forearm, giving soft attention to the healed burn.

"Promise I will," he answers. He offers a smirk before steadying himself to roll his hips into Sigma once more.

[ambitious_muse]

Sigma leans back against the couch, grinning softly at the attention. "Glad you like it," he whispers when Jersey kisses his tattoo. It was a big change, and while some of his family members don't approve, he loves that his boyfriend appreciates it.

He's about to say more, but those hips make him moan instead. Trailing off into a laugh, he grins at Jersey.

[the_deadeye]

"It's rather fitting for my merc," Jersey muses, leaning down to smear kisses along Sigma's stomach to toy with him. That moan had his full attention directed towards him now without a doubt and he was going to lavish him in the attention he deserved. "Who seems more than just pleased to see me now."

Oh definitely going to poke fun.

[ambitious_muse]

One of the kisses along his abs makes him squeak. (Yes, he has abs. Even better, Jersey appreciates them. The sound is still embarrassing.)

"More than," he says, nearly gasping. Regaining his breath, he adds, "Though I have a feeling I won't just be seeing you."

[the_deadeye]

"Well, I want to focus on you right now," he points out then straightening out in order to get up and waltz over to the bedroom to get anything that'll be needed. It only takes a few moments then Jersey is back and shedding the last of his clothes.

"Sound good?"

[ambitious_muse]

Sigma has learned not to follow him. Jersey's spontaneous, and he loves that about him.

"Very," he says. "I'm all yours."

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[the_deadeye]

Jersey curls in around Sigma, wrapping his arms around him lightly as the adrenaline wears off. He presses a soft kiss to a mark that he worked into the lower reaches of Sigma's neck. It would be easily hidden by the hood of that orange jacket that shimmers like flames. This was perfect though, coming home and giving all of his attention to his boyfriend.

"Good?"

[ambitious_muse]

Sigma responds with soft laughter and a hum of assent.

"You are," he whispers, stroking Jersey's arms with idle fingertips.

[the_deadeye]

"I wasn't asking about me, nerd," Jersey teases. He shifts in order to press a kiss on Sigma's nose with a grin. "More so you. However from the sounds of it, I have one very satisfied nerd at least."

[ambitious_muse]

The kiss makes him squeak in protest.

"Very," he admits. "And a considerably less lonely nerd. I missed you. And not just because of this."

[the_deadeye]

"I know that," he muses. "I've missed that but that's not the best part by a long shot. Merely a little blip on the radar. I'm mostly glad to have you back in my arms right now, Squeaks."

[ambitious_muse]

"I'm glad to be here," he says. "If anyone else hears that name, you're going to ruin my reputation as a scary merc before I even get started."

[the_deadeye]

"The squeakiest merc that ever squeaked," he teases, grin broadening some more. "The best kind of reputation that you could ever ask for because you can than take people by surprise at how awesome you are."

[ambitious_muse]

"I hope nobody else ever makes me squeak like you do," he says. Reaching up Jersey's spine, Sigma runs his fingernails lightly along his back. "Otherwise, yes. I do think I'd like to be a bit surprising."