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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]

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."

...

[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."

[the_deadeye]

"Oh well if someone decides to attempt that then I'll have to break their face or so and prove to them that that isn't appreciated," he informs. Jersey arches his back into the touch, sighing contently at the shudder that it brings. "I love it when you're surprising."

[ambitious_muse]

"By all means."

Jersey does seem the jealous type. It's not like Sigma telling him off would stop him. Besides, he likes this promise of devotion from his boyfriend.

"I'm glad you do. Surprises add a nice variety," he says, keeping up the motion.

[the_deadeye]

Jersey would fight for Sigma more than he would've done for any other before him because the poor guy had already been through enough. The last thing that he needed was for his boyfriend to not be able to make assholes step off and know better than to try and steal him away.

He gives a pleased noise at the continued touches, nuzzling affectionately into the crook of Sigma's neck. "It most certainly does. Glad you know to do that."

[ambitious_muse]

Sigma is sick of being stolen. He would much rather stay where he knows he belongs. Right now, that's with Jersey.

"I know what you like," he points out. "You're good at letting me know." It's exactly what he's doing now, and Sigma quite enjoys it.

[the_deadeye]

At least him and Jersey would agree on the stolen issue. He shifts in order to make certain that the other man was comfortable on the couch, kind of glad that it was already proven before that it can handle the both of them and whatever they got up to.

"I know you do. It was rather evident just a bit ago, Squeaks," Jersey teases softly, ducking down press kisses along Sigma's pulse. "Besides same can be said of you. You can be rather vocal at times."

[ambitious_muse]

He would hum indignantly at the nickname, but he's too busy gasping softly at the kisses. Yes, definitely comfortable on the couch. Especially with Jersey with him.

"Regular symphony, you and me," he teases back. "Do you think the neighbors appreciate it?"

[the_deadeye]

Enjoying those soft gasps, Jersey laughs softly before gently nipping where he had kissed and soothing each one with a brush of his tongue. He didn't have plans on doing anything further but there wasn't any issues drawing out more noises such as these.

"Haven't gotten a noise complaint yet," he muses. "Maybe need to make it a tad more extravagant. That or they might just enjoy the noises after all."

[ambitious_muse]

"Voyeurs, all of them," he says. "Or they had three days to forget."

Not that it's Jersey's fault necessarily, but they were three terribly long days. Everyone will know his boyfriend is back, judging by the marks. Let them. Sigma squeaks softly at the bites and grins.

[the_deadeye]

"Fair enough." Jersey hums contently before nuzzling against the faint marks. They would be gone in a day or so but definitely be a way of saying that his claim was still enacted on the college student regardless of his brief absence.

"Missed those squeaks."

[ambitious_muse]

"Missed all of you," he counters. He runs a hand along Jersey's shoulder blade, trailing up to his shoulders. "You do know how to make me squeak."

[the_deadeye]

"I missed you too," he returns, rubbing his thumb in gentle circles on the small of his back. "I suppose I do. Just trying to be useful."

[ambitious_muse]

"You are," he promises. "And not just to me. Work went well, right?"

Jersey's so tense. A back rub might be in order, he thinks.