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shine_again) wrote2021-02-03 07:43 pm
shine_again) wrote2021-02-03 07:43 pm
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Ever since the afternoon at Kagura, during the run-in with the guerilla marketing strategy of very aggressive mistletoe-- one he has to admit was entirely successful-- Dan's had an idea turning over in his mind. The timing hasn't lined up exactly, and he's wanted to be sure.
He really want to be sure, because that hot little spark in Marcus's head, the one Dan could nearly taste, persists and promises. Dan knows himself to be a private person, for a million damn reasons, but it isn't as if he's not equipped to know exactly how to pull this off. What the shine can't predict, he can plan for by timing things just right.
It's early February, and they've gone out to dinner at a restaurant they've visited enough that Dan can time their meal to end about half an hour before closing. He flirts just a little more than he normally would, lets Marcus see that he has every intention of taking him home to bed immediately after dinner.
Only he doesn't.
After the check is paid, Dan rises, leaning down to kiss Marcus with the heat and urgency that's been building in him all evening. Very quietly, he murmurs, "Wait just about a minute, then meet me in the bathroom."
Mouthing buzzing, Dan heads toward the men's room, where he finds a sink to lean against and waits.
He really want to be sure, because that hot little spark in Marcus's head, the one Dan could nearly taste, persists and promises. Dan knows himself to be a private person, for a million damn reasons, but it isn't as if he's not equipped to know exactly how to pull this off. What the shine can't predict, he can plan for by timing things just right.
It's early February, and they've gone out to dinner at a restaurant they've visited enough that Dan can time their meal to end about half an hour before closing. He flirts just a little more than he normally would, lets Marcus see that he has every intention of taking him home to bed immediately after dinner.
Only he doesn't.
After the check is paid, Dan rises, leaning down to kiss Marcus with the heat and urgency that's been building in him all evening. Very quietly, he murmurs, "Wait just about a minute, then meet me in the bathroom."
Mouthing buzzing, Dan heads toward the men's room, where he finds a sink to lean against and waits.
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He licks his lips, so close he can nearly taste Marcus's skin.
"You liked the thought of it, at Kagura," he says, very quietly, one arm wrapping around Marcus's waist and the other smoothing over his stomach, sweeping down, palming him through fabric with unmistakable intention. "I liked it too. Liked it in the corn field, liked it at Kagura, so I did some planning."
Turning his face just so, he scrapes his teeth along the hinge of Marcus's jaw.
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Dan simply knows him. And he knows Dan.
His hands come off the sink and his arms curl around Dan, palms pressed to the small of his back to pull him close.