[...Is it weird if, hearing that sound from York in response to his own is really awesome? He knows it should be weird, but he's still in the moment, and he's perfectly okay with just enjoying it.
When York's hands move away, Wash is confused, but they're still kissing, so he doesn't question it. ...He's admittedly a little startled when York starts working their armor off, though. That, he hasn't been expecting. But you know what? He goes with it and waits patiently for the few seconds that the kiss occasionally breaks. He realizes this makes it more than just "one more" kiss, but still, he's stuck in "I don't give a flying fuck, just keep doing it."
As the chestpieces fall to the floor, Wash feels York's arms wrap around him a little, and feels his hands on his back. Then York is pulling him in closer, and again he goes with it. He quickly finds himself pressed up against the other freelancer, as close as they can get with the rest of the armor still on, and hell, he likes it. The closeness makes the kissing better. Seeing how they've come this far, Wash brings his own hands up and, a little hesitantly, places them on York's sides. He keeps his touch very light at first, but in the end lets them rest there comfortably because hey, getting your hands on the person you're kissing is not a bad thing at all. ...That sounds a lot more sexual that was meant.]
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When York's hands move away, Wash is confused, but they're still kissing, so he doesn't question it. ...He's admittedly a little startled when York starts working their armor off, though. That, he hasn't been expecting. But you know what? He goes with it and waits patiently for the few seconds that the kiss occasionally breaks. He realizes this makes it more than just "one more" kiss, but still, he's stuck in "I don't give a flying fuck, just keep doing it."
As the chestpieces fall to the floor, Wash feels York's arms wrap around him a little, and feels his hands on his back. Then York is pulling him in closer, and again he goes with it. He quickly finds himself pressed up against the other freelancer, as close as they can get with the rest of the armor still on, and hell, he likes it. The closeness makes the kissing better. Seeing how they've come this far, Wash brings his own hands up and, a little hesitantly, places them on York's sides. He keeps his touch very light at first, but in the end lets them rest there comfortably because hey, getting your hands on the person you're kissing is not a bad thing at all. ...That sounds a lot more sexual that was meant.]