The answer had received a nod from York, and as he took the drink he maybe (definitely) purposely raised his hand a certain way in order to let their fingers touch. What? He'd get what he could, even if he was practically acting like a little girl - striving for even simple finger touches wasn't something he normally did. Usually he just went right for it and made his intentions known. No reason to beat around the bush. But with Wash, he didn't want to assume. God, even though he'd love to divest the man of his clothes and run his hands all over the body he was hiding beneath them.
--But more than that, York genuinely liked Wash. Which was why he didn't want to jump right for it. If he did, who knew how that would go? ...But they wouldn't get anywhere if York kept pussyfooting, so he'd have to start dropping hints sooner or later. Preferably sooner, because he kind of was hoping for a little more than just jerking off to the thought of Wash, but he'd never get the chance to find out if he could have more if he sat around twiddling his thumbs.
Raising the glass to his lips, York took a sip. Then a long gulp, oh man, it was delicious. He ended up drinking most of it down in one go, but when he couldn't take any more he pulled the glass away and licked his lips. "Mmm," he hummed, maybe a little more lowly than really necessary. "Damn, Wash--you've got exactly what I need." Was he using subtle pick-up lines to test the waters? You bet he was.
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Date: 2014-07-25 02:54 pm (UTC)--But more than that, York genuinely liked Wash. Which was why he didn't want to jump right for it. If he did, who knew how that would go?
...But they wouldn't get anywhere if York kept pussyfooting, so he'd have to start dropping hints sooner or later.
Preferably sooner, because he kind of was hoping for a little more than just jerking off to the thought of Wash, but he'd never get the chance to find out if he could have more if he sat around twiddling his thumbs.
Raising the glass to his lips, York took a sip. Then a long gulp, oh man, it was delicious.
He ended up drinking most of it down in one go, but when he couldn't take any more he pulled the glass away and licked his lips.
"Mmm," he hummed, maybe a little more lowly than really necessary. "Damn, Wash--you've got exactly what I need."
Was he using subtle pick-up lines to test the waters?
You bet he was.