Hickey leans towards Crozier, holding a hand against the man's waist to help steady him. And he indulges in that kiss, kissing back as long and as hard as possible before he moves to gently lie Crozier down back on his bed.
He moves back slowly, following as Hickey guides him down. For once he doesn't want to think about next steps, or what he should be doing or how he could be doing it better. For once he just...wants someone to care for him.
He knows Hickey will. He's proven that before, and it's time to trust him fully.
Hickey positions himself so that he's on top of Crozier, straddling the man. He leans down to plant some more kisses on his neck while, at the same time, trailing his hand down Crozier's chest. When he reaches the man's trousers, he awkwardly starts to unbutton them.
Once he's got the other man's trousers down, Hickey pulls back long enough to spit in his hand before taking Crozier's prick in hand. He starts to work the shaft in long, sensual strokes, bending down to continue planting kisses on any bare patch of skin he can find.
He doesn't. Hickey keeps working Crozier, prick in hand, stroking him until he's stiff. At the same time, Hickey adjusts his position so that his mouth is against the side of Crozier's neck. He bites down, using a bit of teeth, sucking and nipping, trying to get a bit of excitement there as well.
He's not touching Crozier's mouth, though. Hearing his name was electrifying.
He feels...he feels like Hickey's trying to devour him, which he quite possibly is. He gasps as he feels everything start to heighten, the touches, the bites, and he lets out a quiet hiss of a warning that he's close.
As far as Hickey's concerned, close doesn't count it. He wants to feel Crozier release himself all over his hand. So instead, he moves his kisses to Crozier's mouth, thrusting his tongue past the other man's teeth as he drinks in as much of the man's taste as he possibly can.
Hickey lets out a small laugh as he pulls away from Crozier once the man's spent. It's all over his hand, so he brings his hand to his mouth and starts licking away the evidence—and don't mind Hickey as he sucks on his fingers a bit longer than necessary, very much giving Crozier a show.
He watches him intently, almost in fascination, then takes Hickey's hand and brings one of his fingers to his mouth to suck, happy to return the spectacle.
He doesn't think he's doing much of all, but he has this man for now. They understand each other. What more could anyone ask for? Understanding, some adoration.
Crozier presses his head against his and lets his eyes slip shut.
As far as Hickey's concerned, he could spend eternity in Francis Crozier's arms. It's easy enough for him to fall asleep as he starts to dream of happy times.
...yeah, he's not getting an eternity. Within about ten minutes, there's going to be a knock on his door. Specifically, a good meaty fist making sure it's heard.
Hickey lets out a very annoyed groan. Pushing himself up out of his bed, he gives Crozier a look over.
"I'll tell them to fuck off," he grins, making himself presentable enough for whoever's out there. After all, it's his room, he's the one who should get out of bed and deal with this nonsense. Hickey walks over, opens up the door...and that 'please fuck off' plan instantly vanishes because it's Kiryu.
"Can this wait for later?" he asks. "I'm a bit busy at the moment."
The door's unintentionally open wide enough that Crozier can see who the visitor is and Kiryu can get a glimpse of someone else in bed. Yeah, it's pretty obvious what Hickey's busy with.
Crozier lets out a tired, quiet laugh, but sits up anyway when Hickey slips away to answer the door. And yes, Kiryu can absolutely see Crozier as he gets up from the bed, but thankfully the sailor's kept most of his clothes on.
Kiryu is no stranger to people in the middle of their business, and the last year made him even less worried about it. But his expression has nothing to do with any of that.
It's soft and warm and... happy. Kiryu's eyes might actually be a little wet as he swallows and pulls out his warden item, his cellphone, to the map app on it which currently reflects the barge...
And there's no dot on it. Anywhere.
"I...
"I'm glad you're all right."
He dips his head further before meeting Hickey's eye.
There's a moment where Kiryu looks at the warden item. Then looks at Kiryu. Then looks back at the warden item. And all the dots start to connect in his head.
"What the fuck," he calmly says. It's obvious this whole thing has taken him by surprise. If he's not on Kiryu's item then...what, he's graduated? What the fuck.
"Just...come inside," he says, still a little in shock. Hickey goes to sit down on a chair, just kind of staring off into nothing as he takes a moment to process everything.
It was going to be soon, but not that soon. How has it come this soon?
Crozier stares between the two of them, shocked and feeling as though he's interrupted something far, far more intimate than what he and Hickey'd just done.
"I'll...come see me later," he says, backing towards the door.
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Date: 2022-03-18 02:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-03-18 03:06 am (UTC)He knows Hickey will. He's proven that before, and it's time to trust him fully.
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Date: 2022-03-18 01:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-03-18 01:29 pm (UTC)It makes him wonder what it might be liked if they'd actually fucked, instead of these reciprocal acts of service.
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Date: 2022-03-18 02:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-03-18 02:29 pm (UTC)He pauses, wanting to whisper his name, but feeling oddly about 'Cornelius' still. He settles on what he knows -- "Christ, Hickey, don't stop."
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Date: 2022-03-18 02:48 pm (UTC)He's not touching Crozier's mouth, though. Hearing his name was electrifying.
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Date: 2022-03-18 03:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-03-18 08:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-03-18 08:58 pm (UTC)And Christ, it's so damn good.
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Date: 2022-03-18 09:22 pm (UTC)"That was amazing," he can't help but chuckle.
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Date: 2022-03-18 09:42 pm (UTC)He watches him intently, almost in fascination, then takes Hickey's hand and brings one of his fingers to his mouth to suck, happy to return the spectacle.
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Date: 2022-03-18 09:57 pm (UTC)"Careful," he lightly teases, "you'll make me get used to this sort of thing. I'll want to keep you all to myself."
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Date: 2022-03-18 10:31 pm (UTC)Crozier pulls his head back to lie on the pillow. “Will you let me stay?”
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Date: 2022-03-19 01:14 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2022-03-19 02:10 am (UTC)Crozier presses his head against his and lets his eyes slip shut.
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Date: 2022-03-19 02:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-03-20 02:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-03-20 02:42 am (UTC)"I'll tell them to fuck off," he grins, making himself presentable enough for whoever's out there. After all, it's his room, he's the one who should get out of bed and deal with this nonsense. Hickey walks over, opens up the door...and that 'please fuck off' plan instantly vanishes because it's Kiryu.
"Can this wait for later?" he asks. "I'm a bit busy at the moment."
The door's unintentionally open wide enough that Crozier can see who the visitor is and Kiryu can get a glimpse of someone else in bed. Yeah, it's pretty obvious what Hickey's busy with.
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Date: 2022-03-20 02:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2022-03-20 03:03 am (UTC)It's soft and warm and... happy. Kiryu's eyes might actually be a little wet as he swallows and pulls out his warden item, his cellphone, to the map app on it which currently reflects the barge...
And there's no dot on it. Anywhere.
"I...
"I'm glad you're all right."
He dips his head further before meeting Hickey's eye.
"You're free."
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Date: 2022-03-20 03:07 am (UTC)"What the fuck," he calmly says. It's obvious this whole thing has taken him by surprise. If he's not on Kiryu's item then...what, he's graduated? What the fuck.
"Just...come inside," he says, still a little in shock. Hickey goes to sit down on a chair, just kind of staring off into nothing as he takes a moment to process everything.
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Date: 2022-03-20 03:33 am (UTC)It was going to be soon, but not that soon. How has it come this soon?
Crozier stares between the two of them, shocked and feeling as though he's interrupted something far, far more intimate than what he and Hickey'd just done.
"I'll...come see me later," he says, backing towards the door.
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