childofrebellion: (comforting)
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Before the lights went down, Cassian found a few routes through the party, which is good as his thoughts are full of Emcee. Though he's slightly unsteady, he passes through the crowd and back to the U-wing, glad that its not at the front of the line of ships as he turns it on.

He keeps the lights low before sitting in one of the pilot's chairs. To try to stop himself from overthinking, he looks out the front and goes through hyperspace routes in his head.

Date: 2018-01-05 05:50 am (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (window)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
Emcee emerges from the hangar and looks left and right and up the aisle lined with the neon arrows. He has no idea which ship Cassian is in, but he follows the hum of an engine and the dim glow of lights.

Date: 2018-01-05 06:00 am (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (door)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
Emcee catches sight of Cassian and smiles, heading toward him at a faster pace, and eventually hopping up to join him. He looks around with eyes wide with awe, never having been in any sort of spacecraft before.

"You should probably close the door," he says wryly.

Date: 2018-01-05 06:19 am (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (eyelashes)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
Emcee moves further into the interior of the ship as Cassian pulls the door shut. He assesses the space, looking for somewhere comfortable. The mesh seating will have to do.

But for now--

He goes right up to Cassian and kisses him hard on the mouth, pushing his jacket off his shoulders.

Date: 2018-01-05 06:29 am (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (dimples)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
Emcee moans breathily against his lips, pressing up against him. His hands converge on the front of Cassian's trousers. Still kissing him, his quick, deft fingers eventually manage to undo his fly.

Date: 2018-01-05 06:48 am (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (tousled)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
Emcee slips a hand down the front of Cassian's trousers and begins to stroke him, pushing whatever memories he has of everything else out of his mind. He continues to kiss him deeply, his other hand buried in his hair.

Date: 2018-01-05 09:45 pm (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (tousled)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
"Is this what you want, darling?" he rasps between kisses, tugging at Cassian's lower lip with his teeth. His grip on his cock is sure and firm, wanting to feel him lose control.

Date: 2018-01-05 11:02 pm (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (queen)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
Breathless, Emcee tears his mouth away and withdraws his hand. Grabbing Cassian's shirt, he tugs him over to the mesh seats in the middle of the cargo space.

"Sit down."

Date: 2018-01-06 12:40 am (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (treasure)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
Emcee braces himself on the backrest, one hand on either side of Cassian's shoulders, as he's pulled forward. He kisses him some more, fervently. And since Cassian isn't letting go of his tank top, he slips it over his head. Now shirtless, he kneels in front of him between Cassian's knees.

"Get rid of your shirt," he murmurs, running both his hands over Cassian's chest.

Date: 2018-01-06 01:06 am (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (treasure)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
Emcee has seen a myriad of scars before, so he barely bats an eyelash at the marks. He leans forward and kisses his chest, running his tongue over the raised lines, scraping his teeth over his nipples.

"Relax," he purrs in amusement against his skin.

Meanwhile he hooks his fingers into the waistband of Cassian's loosened trousers, urging him to raise himself so they can be pulled further down.

Date: 2018-01-06 03:45 am (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (oral fixation)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
Emcee gives Cassian a few more strokes with a hand before dipping his head to purse his lips around his flesh.

He moans softly, his eyelids fluttering closed. He never thought this moment would happen, that Cassian would let it happen.

Date: 2018-01-06 04:23 am (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (oral fixation)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
Emcee's fingertips press into Cassian's hips as he begins to bob his head, up and down, up and down. His cheeks hollow with every pull, his tongue ripples deftly.

He purrs and hums with delight. It's quite thrilling, too. He's never done this in a spaceship before. And in a public garage.

Date: 2018-01-06 04:41 am (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (oral fixation)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
He tries to slow his pace. He doesn't want Cassian to come so soon.

He slides his hands up Cassian's sides, over his chest again, just wanting to feel his body.

Date: 2018-01-06 05:19 am (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (tousled)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
It sounds like Spanish, which he understands, even if the translation field wasn't working. Emcee moans deep in his throat in reply.

Then, he pulls back slowly, dragging the tip of his tongue along the shaft in a way that makes strong men go weak.

Date: 2018-01-06 05:33 am (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (stretch)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
Yes.

Emcee holds still, his lips still pursed around him, and he swallows with a soft, mewling hum. He licks away every last drop before completely drawing back, sighing as he rests his cheek for a moment on Cassian's thigh.

Date: 2018-01-06 06:10 am (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (demure / pillow talk)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
Emcee shifts up off his knees, which have gone a bit numb from the cold, steely floor, and settles beside Cassian. He turns toward him, pressing against his side, and hooking a leg over Cassian's knee. With a breathy chuckle, he nuzzles his jaw.

"I need to get back to the party," he murmurs, sweeping a hand over his middle. "But there's more where that came from if you want it some time."

Date: 2018-01-06 06:46 pm (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (demure / pillow talk)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
He smiles, thinking Cassian would be a good lover. And actually, he's glad they let loose this sexual tension that had always seemed to be between them. It would've been a shame to not take advantage of it.

Alas, all good things must come to an end, and Emcee disentangles himself from Cassian with a soft sigh. He picks up their shirts and hands Cassian's back to him.

"This place could do with some pillows and blankets," he quips with a grin as he pulls his tank top back on and flips his hair out of his eyes.

Date: 2018-01-06 07:25 pm (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (Default)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
Emcee laughs. It's almost startlingly bright and musical in the close, dim quarters of the ship. As if a laugh like that had no right being there. But Emcee is defiantly anywhere he wants to be.

"Next time it'll be my room, darling," he assures Cassian with a pat to his chest, before moving toward the door.

Date: 2018-01-06 09:03 pm (UTC)
i_am_your_host: (door)
From: [personal profile] i_am_your_host
Emcee pauses at the open door. And then he turns to Cassian, slipping his arms around his shoulders and drawing him into a warm, tight embrace.

"Feliz Año Nuevo, Cassian," he murmurs, his lips brushing against his ear.

He steps back and hops down through the doorway. Blowing him a kiss, he skips off through the rows of ships and vehicles and disappears.

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