[Wash doesn't mind as he feels York's hand moving, and still his own at at York's sides. He knows they should just stop, that the more they keep doing this here, the more they're both going to want it to continue, the more difficult it's going to be when he has to leave the room and they have to remain just friends. But that thought slips from his mind entirely when York moves his head and looks down at him. Wash stares up for the few moments, his expression taking an apologetic turn when he hears the sigh. Then, York is leaning in again and their kissing again and he lets his eyes close once more. He responds to the kiss and focuses on it entirely because he wants to make the most of this.]
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