@ZephirDameron "I know."
Those two words shouldn't have been so damning. But they were...
"Alright." A clearing of the throat, and Javier stood, giving his long back a quick stretch. "You ready?"
Javier fell silent for a great length of time, just contemplating his options in deep thought. Then, with a little hum, Suarez gave his head a shake.
"No. No, let's do it."
Zephir glanced at @OrderAndMoney as he leaned against the private shuttle.
At his hip, his blaster was armed and ready.
"Last chance ta back out, Jefe."
@WineAndOldBooks@ZephirDameron "Maker. Calm down, Zee."
Javier gabe a huff of amusement while searching for his own pants. Once found he pulled the little packets free and tossed one to Zavier.
"I /propose/ we get on with it."
@WineAndOldBooks@ZephirDameron Control, he had no issue with.
Prep-work and all that tender touching shit is what he hated.
Still, he took the moment to really kiss his husband - a rough, commanding kiss of control and power.
@WineAndOldBooks@ZephirDameron "Grow up and live a little, Zee," Suarez lightly scolded as he stood to retrieve his pants.
Upon grabbing the wrong pair, the executive frowned.
"What's this?"
The question came as the small ring box was pulled out of Zee's slacks. *
@ZephirDameron@OrderAndMoney "No," the scholar whispered with a hint of blush dancing over his cheeks. "No, but I... I want this. I do."
Though he was instantly put into a state of nervous as his calm and collected twin crawled back into bed.
So, he rolled over to give Javi control. *
@WineAndOldBooks@ZephirDameron Tagging out his twin, Javier stood to begin stripping as well. As Zavier worked to get Zephir bared, Javier kicked his clothing into a mixed pile of his and his brother's tux.
@WineAndOldBooks@ZephirDameron With the night finally kicking off with the Suarez stamp of approval, Javier settled on Zephir's other side and began to kiss his neck, while running a hand heavily up and down his chest.
@WineAndOldBooks@ZephirDameron "Oh, don't stop on my account," the executive stated, already beginning to work off his bowtie to drop onto the ground by the bed. "This mattress is big enough."
@ZephirDameron@WineAndOldBooks "This is ridiculous. A guy can't even --"
Javier's words fell short there as he stepped off the shuttle to see the two wrapped up within each other's arms.
Now /this/ was his kind of date.
Smirk spreading over his lips, he folded his arms across his chest and and watched.
@ZephirDameron@WineAndOldBooks As he finished his plate, Javier set it aside and stood.
"Well, this has been as thrilling as a root canal. If anyone needs me, I'll be on the shuttle. Trying to get some work done."
@WineAndOldBooks@ZephirDameron "Not everything needs to happen in a bed, Zee," Javi smirked, reaching over to give his twin's knee a teasing pat. "Welcome to being a grownup."
@WineAndOldBooks@ZephirDameron A smirk suddenly spread over Javier's features. Him and Zephir knew the true starr of their dynamic. Zavier was an unexpected surprise.
"Go on, Niñito. Tell him why you started hanging around," he hummed in amusement.
@ZephirDameron@WineAndOldBooks Javier was more than hesitant to take a bite once he sat up, but after seeing Zavier happily munching away and lost in a seemingly one-person conversation about atomic particles, the executive took a timid bite.
Admittedly, it didn't suck.
It wasn't 5 star dining, but it --
@ZephirDameron@WineAndOldBooks "That," Javier frowned, mimicking the point, "is a war and its explosions and death."
Laying back against the bed, Suarez covered his forehead with his arm. *
@WineAndOldBooks@ZephirDameron "Canto, Zephir. We were supposed to be staying on Canto tonight."
Pills. And sex. And gambling. And sex while gambling. While on pills.