driftfleet | Tourist ROAD TRIP (mingle)

_{[ He snorted and reached out to grab him by the shirt and tug him inside. ]}

Don't be jealous that I have a nice, big room all to myself. Age has its privileges, you know.

[Remy let out a laugh as he let Kirk pull him into the room, moving to close the door behind him.] Nice 'nd big, huh? [Yes, he was an immature brat at times, but Remy knew Kirk wouldn't mind his sort of humor at all.] I would hate for ya to get all lonely in here.

_{[ Oh, he knew it, and he rather liked Remy for it. He supposed it
could be argued that Remy was a bad influence on him, drawing him back into
his attitudes and days before Star Fleet, but he thought he struck a nice
balance. As it was, he brought Remy in closer, still gripping his shirt,
pressing a brief kiss to his mouth. ]}

Your concern is truly touching, Remy. One might almost call it heroic.

[Smiling into that kiss before he returned it, Remy shrugged out of his coat that he had thrown on for crossing between the ships, throwing it onto it's normal place in Kirk's room that it lived when he was over. He then placed a hand over his heart, putting on a mock meaningful look.] I know, it's such a sacrifice.

Though at least it sounds like they havin' fun. [And to the point of why he was over, to distract the Captain from what his crew was up to.]

_{[ Of course it had a normal spot. It was nearly the same one from his
smaller room since moving up into the captain's, which amused Kirk. As it
was, he was glad for Remy's company and the clear signal he intended to
stay rather than just drop in. He rolled his eyes at the mention of the
couple on board. He couldn't fault them their activities, he just wished
there was a way to better, er, insulate his own room. ]}

Doesn't it? It made me think I should have some fun of my own. Can't let the lower ranks hoard all of it.

[Turning back to Kirk, Remy put a mock annoyed look on his face.] Ah ya tellin' me ya only asked me 'round to get 'nto a sex noise battle with them? [Before tsking him playfully.] 'nd people call me 'mmature. [But he was unable to keep the act going since they were only joking around, breaking into a smile as he moved to take a seat on Kirk's bed. May as well be comfortable, not matter what they were going to do.]

A captain has a bit more maturity than that, though if we happen to enjoy such activities tonight - well, a captain can't be on duty all night.

_{[ He smiled, padding over to him and sliding into the cajun's lap,
arms loosely wrapping around his shoulders. ]}

As I recall, there is nothing immature about you, Remy LeBeau.

Awww, ya say the sweetest things, cher, make m' heart go pit-a-pat. [Remy moved one hand up to rest over his heart as the other one naturally fell to wrap around Kirk's waist, resting against his hip.] 'nd I donno, from my experience ya do manage to stay on duty for a decent amount of time. [Sure you don't want to take that immature thing back, Kirk?]

_{[ Pretty sure, though if you keep that up he just might change his
mind. ]}

Well, you know me, I don't like stopping until the job is done.

_{[ He bit his lip around a smile, touching their foreheads. ]}

[Chuckling at the answer he got, Remy let his grin soften to a smile as his hand dropped to rest against Kirk's thigh.] Such dedication from ya, wouldn't expect 'nything less.

[Remy then started laughing again.] Ya know, I just though 'bout it, I should had brought m' cards, [Which he did actually have on him, he always had them on him.] 'nd a bottle of something good 'nd we could try that shots 'nd strip poker idea we had earlier.

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Well, I think I can find both those things on the ship, if you really want to.

_{[ He's quite comfortable where he is though, thighs squeezing Remy's as his hands ran up and down his back. He knew the expanse of it well by now, but it was still nice to feel it, to feel the solid weight of him between his legs and against his chest. ]}

Maybe we could add to it - when you lose a hand you either strip, or you have to answer a question.

Aw, are ya sayin' ya bored of m' body already? [Remy put on a mock pout, not really hurt by it but willing to play up the idea for a laugh.] It's not 'nough for ya 'nymore?

It never hurts to keep the bedroom fresh and exciting, right?

_{[ He smirked at him, his hands sliding down Remy's sides to cup the upper part of his thighs, massaging with his thumbs. ]}

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Very true, however ya may lose me if ya start talkin' nipple clamps or rope play. [A touch of a smirk to his lips as he let his hands slip under the bottom of Jim's shirt at his back, sliding his hands up along the skin over his spine.]

Really? And here I thought you were such a wild, dark, man of a Cajun. A little rope scares you?

_{[ A shiver rippled beneath Remy's fingers, up Kirk's spine, the
captain bending his head to suck at the crook of neck and shoulder,
pressing with his teeth to raise a mark faster. ]}

What can I say, I'm aaahh, [Well whatever was going to be that answer was quickly cut off by what exactly Kirk was doing to his neck, any ability to form words vanishing from Remy's mind for several long moments.]

Oh cher, that ain't fair 'nd ya know it.

What's the phrase? All's fair in love and war?

_{[ Lips spread in a grin against Remy's skin, shifting to the other
side to make a sister mark. At the same time he squeezed tighter with his
thighs and rocked against him, hands pulling at Remy's shirt just enough
that he could brush his hands across hot skin. ]}

Then who am I to argue that logic? [Those words came out a little heavier, edging towards more of a rumble as Remy angled his neck in such a way to aid in Jim's access there. His fingers dug in against the other man's sides for a moment before working more of his shirt further up his back.] Yeah, much better than cards.

_{[ He laughed against his skin, biting and nibbling, sucking at the
crook to raise up a reddening bruise just there. He would like to put more
some other places, secret little places only he would know about when he
saw Remy walking away come morning and when they passed each other. Not
that he had illusions that Remy was monogamous with him, and he wouldn't
want that for either of them. But it was still a nice thought in the
moment. Especially as he arched his back and raised his arms in invitation,
lifting his head back and licking his bruising lips. ]}

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