Good. [He kisses at Wash's jaw, inhales sharply feeling the warmth pressed up between them. He missed this. He missed it more than he'd care to admit aloud even to Church. He'd probably get laughed at for the sentimentality. But here? Here, it's okay. Tucker moves to mouth and teeth at his neck, pull at his shirt.
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'Impatient' is about right.] Fuck, you're hot.