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[swatsflies]

[ The grumbling is cute. Still not really moving as he presses his lips against the pulse point on his boyfriend's neck. ] Or you could warm me up after we're done.

[ He likes that idea. Grinning a bit as he slowly peels off his shirts next. Just giving more incentive for the warming him up later. ] C'mon. [ Holding his hand out. ]

[rattlingthestars]

You're going to freeze. [ Which is why Jim's looping his own coat around Zell's shoulders, using it to more or less lasso him close for a moment. Boyfriend does not need to freeze off several important parts, okay. ] There. I like it when you wear my jacket anyway.

sorry it's short

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[ Not going to fight it as he lets himself be pulled close. Giving him a quick smooch. ] Want to wear mine? [ He doesn't want Jim to freeze. Rubbing his hands up and down Jim's sides to keep him warm. ]

Re: sorry it's short

[rattlingthestars]

Yup. [ He pops the 'p,' sounding pleased with himself. Maybe this was his plot all along? Probably not, but he's happy to put on Zell's red coat anyway. It's big in the chest and shoulders, so he doesn't bother to button it up. ] Ready to go back out there?

[ Jim's not entirely sure he's ready, but... he'll manage. He snags his hat from where it'd fallen on the edge of the sink and carefully puts it on top of Zell's head as they go. ]

Weeeeeeeeee

[swatsflies]

[ Zell has some ideas about other noises he'd like for Jim to make. Smiling at the hat that is now on his head. ]

You look good. [ Red is a very nice color on Jim. Leaning close to give him a quick peck. ]

As ready as I can be. [ Which isn't very ready, but he'll follow Jim's lead. Scooping up clothes and heading back to the room. Dropping off his shirts on the foot of the bed. Offering his hand to his boyfriend. ] Let's do this.

jumped out a winnnndow

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim bites his lip and looks away for a moment, letting Zell catch him on the cheek before they head out into the main room. As soon as they open the bathroom door he has to take another deep breath and close his eyes. That only lasts a second - he's not going to let himself be blind here. ]

Think after we're done, we can find something fun to do in here?

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[ It's good he's not thinking too hard on the lip bite, or he might just pull them both back into the bathroom. Though the bed is still very tempting. Closing the space between him and his boyfriend to put his hands in the pockets of the wool coat. ]

I have some ideas. [ Which includes taking full advantage of getting a private room. ] How far can we get like this? [ With Zell going backwards with his hands exactly where they are. ] We can do a repeat from the previous time.

[rattlingthestars]

Pretty far, as long as we avoid the stairs.

[ Jim 'helps' by sliding his hands in Zell's back pocket and hooking his chin over Zell's shoulder. Just so he can see, you understand. ]

You mean the stethoscope or the wheelchair?

[swatsflies]

[ Jim is lucky his boyfriend is only clumsy with his words.

With their proximity, and the mention of the stethoscope, Zell makes a sound. Way to put his mind back where it was moments ago. ]

Stethoscope will have to wait until we're back in the room, Stars. [ Especially if Jim is going to feel him up like he did the first time. ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim's relying on boyfriend to be coordinated enough for both of them, yep.

That sound just makes Jim grin. ] I missed out last time.

[swatsflies]

[ So long as Jim is his eyes, which is a swap from the last time they were here together. Turning to brush his lips against the side of Jim's head. ]

I can make it up to you. I'll even put on a toga again. [ He remembers how much Jim liked him in just shorts and a tank top. A toga might inspire a similar reaction. ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ Anything that involves more than a few inches of skin is going to get a reaction out of Jim. Most things about Zell get a reaction out of Jim.

Right now, he huffs and takes a careful step forward, getting them moving. ]

You're really eager to freeze, huh?

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[ Matching step for step and moving backwards. He's grinning big because he's definitely eager for something. ]

We can figure a way to keep warm. [ He means more than just sharing body heat at least. ] We can borrow a tent again. [ Then it can be like it's just the two of them. No creepy hospital chill or smell. ]

[rattlingthestars]

Think it'd fit on these beds?

[ The 'way to keep warm' earns Zell a sideways look. Does Zell think lines like that really work?

-Nevermind that they absolutely do. ]

[swatsflies]

[ Knowing their luck, they would tumble out of bed. Pressing his mouth against Jim's neck as he hums in thought. ]

Let me worry about that. [ Is he allowed to distract the driver? Pressing a kiss against Jim's ear. Maybe trying to walk like the most productive while searching, but there are some definite perks to it. ]

I have a plan. [ He says as he remembers there are other rooms with mattresses. Borrowing a number of those shouldn't be a big deal. ]

[rattlingthestars]

Man with the plan, huh?

[ Jim's teasing, but he'll follow Zell's lead anywhere. Even if, technically, Zell is following Jim's lead right now. Jim squirms when he kisses his ear, but doesn't object. ]

Alright, I'm counting on you.

how's this?

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You know it, baby.

[ His plans usually include doing his best so he can wake up every morning next to Jim. Continuing on backwards as he looks behind his boyfriend to see how far they have managed to go. Not very far, but slow going is worth it just to hold on a little longer.

He beams a smile when Jim says he's counting on him. Pressing a kiss against his shoulder as he laughs softly. ]

I'll do my best. [ He won't disappoint! He'll wait until they get further along in the search before initiating his plan. ]

Do you hear them? [ Them meaning the Soldiers. They are probably going to start on the floor below them and do a systematic search until they reach the morgue. It'll give them enough time to finish up the first floor and get things ready. ]

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim tilts his head in consideration, straining for a hint of sound. There's nothing, not even an echo; it's like they're alone in the gigantic building.

If not for the uncomfortable feeling of the hospital and the bad memories, the thought of being alone would lead to the same spiral of thoughts it always seems to these days. ]

-No. Don't think so. Guess I've got you all to myself.

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[ Slowing his gait down as he takes advantage of that head tilting. Dragging his mouth up Jim's neck as he plants kiss after kiss up to his ear. ]

Yeah, I guess you do. I'm all yours, Stars. [ He's wondering if it'll be worth skipping checking the rooms just to drag Jim back to the one they deposited their stuff in.

Or maybe picking Jim up to press him against a wall until they heard company coming their way. Looking over at a close wall as he considers it. Sadly, he has a job to do, and that entails making sure it's safe for Jim. ] Want to go faster?

[rattlingthestars]

[ Jim shivers from the contrast of Zell's hot breath and the cold of the rest of Norfinbury, the way he always does. Sometimes he wonders what it'll be like, when their kisses are somewhere warm and comfortable all the time.

Maybe he'll miss this, too, because it's pretty great. ]

Faster? What've you got in mind?

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[ Having Jim say faster, even as a question, has his brain screeching to a halt for a moment. It's amazing what getting handsy with your boyfriend does to normal words. is

Carrying him is a very bad idea right now. ]

We can locate a wheelchair. [ That'll speed things along so they can get back to exploring each other. ]

[rattlingthestars]

Going to give me a ride?

[ It's amazing how fast nice 17th century boys pick up innuendo. Zell, you've ruined him. ]

[swatsflies]

[ Hopefully Jim is prepared because that gets him stopping completely in his tracks. ]

I- [ Oh, he's just teasing. Swallowing whatever words he almost said and bumping his forehead against Jim's shoulder. ]

Whenever you want, baby.

[rattlingthestars]

Now.

[ Which is why Jim's breaking away. ]

In a wheelchair.

[swatsflies]

[ Making a noise at that as he reaches over to give Jim's side a poke. ]

As you wish. [ Doing his best to ignore where all of his blood rushed to and resisting the urge to regain the contact again. Picking up the pace as he starts the hunt for a wheelchair. Finally locates on folded up against the nurse's station in the middle of the waiting area. ]

Got your ride right here, Stars. [ Pulling the two sides away from each other to expand the chair. ]