theflashyfool | IC inbox @ Golden Peacock

[Buggy smiles a little at the laugh, chuckling along with it. Idiot.]

I guess so. [He shakes his head fondly.]

[ Shanks chuckles, in return, then scoots closer to Buggy. They haven't specified what they are going to do this round in these pods, but it's clear what the hotel prefers. Not that Shanks usually needs much persuasion when it comes to Buggy. ]

[ He decides, first, to see if Buggy has a problem with his nearness. ]

[Well, he's not shoving him away yet or looking annoyed. There's a look at the other when he slides in, a curious arch to his eyebrow.

He knows full and well what Shanks is likely doing, but--]

What?

[ Shanks looks right at Buggy and grins. ]

I like being close to you. Is that an issue?

No...

[There's a shake of his head, and a twitch to his lips.]

It's not an issue, dummy.

I believe, [ Shanks looks down, then back into Buggy's eyes ] that concludes the questions portion.

[ With that, he leans in to smash his lips against Buggy's, leaving no question as to what he's in the mood for, but Buggy can always push him away. ]

[Buggy doesn't protest the kiss, no. There's a chuckle lost in it and he twists a little to properly face the idiot.]

And what's the next act, then, Red Hair?

[ Shanks licks his lips. ]

I have lube. Up to you which way it goes, though. I picked last time. [ At least, Shanks thinks he does. It's hard to keep track. ]

Well, seeing as how I give you shows often enough...

[Buggy starts, leaning back in their seats, stretching his legs out comfortably for a moment.]

I think you should ride me and give me a show...

[ At first, Shanks' eyes flicker down as his lips spread across his face. ]

[ Then he lifts his eyes to lock on Buggy's with challenge. ] Very well, if you think you can handle me.

Don't I always manage?

[Arches a brow at him.

He's handled so much more than just a ride!]

Very well. I'll just have to see how much more you can take.

[ Yes, Shanks is seeing this as a challenge, albeit, a friendly, fun one. ]

[ He starts the show off by unclasping his cloak and letting it fall to the floor of the pod. The shirt, he just rips off, not wanting to mess around with the buttons, today. He can get a new one. ]

[There's a roll of his eyes as his hands slide down to grip at Shanks' hips as his eyes rake over the other's chest.]

Don't damage your pants, at least! [Buggy scolds lightly, reaching down to undo them, himself.

Damage? [ Shanks chuckles. ]

I can still wear the shirt. [ He just can't button it again. He moves to allow Buggy easy access to his pants, though, and doesn't protest. ]

Yeah, well, you can't wear your pants if you pull out the buttons!

[Dummy.

Once he has them undone though, he gives them a push.]

[ When Buggy pushes, Shanks steps out of his pants, easily, but normally. Apparently, he forgot the show part of this.

I wasn't going to rip them, Buggy. But thank you for being so considerate. [ He leans down to give Buggy a kiss. ]

I'm not--

[Oh. A kiss.

... He's still a dumbass though!

Buggy does pause though, eyes rolling up thoughtfully.]

You know, they gave us a lot of toys, too...

[ Shanks doesn't care what Buggy thinks he's not. He's free to decide for himself. Just like Buggy gets to think Shanks is a dumbass. ]

[ He grins back to Buggy. ]

So they did. You know I like playing. [ Shanks cants his head to the collection of items. ] Anything catch your attention?

I do. [He huffs out a laugh, shaking his head before he eyes the toys. Hmm...]

One of the ones with remotes. I want to play too.

[ Shanks chuckles and moves to look through the toys. His taste in most things is questionable, but if he's going to pick a sex toy with a remote, he's going to pick a vibrator shaped to get the prostate at the same time it hits the perineum, with a highly sensitive remote that vibrates in different spots, at different speeds. ]

[ He hands the remote and the vibrator to Buggy and grins. ] This one?

[Buggy nods enthusiastically to that. He'd have taken anything, but since Shanks is using it on himself? Well, fine. He should get to pick which one.]

Definitely this one. Trust me with the remote, Red Hair?

[ There's a light chuckle from Shanks. The remote? Not a big deal, at all. ]

[ Shanks could have said he trues Buggy with his life, but instead, as he hands over the remote, even smile in place, eyes locked on Buggy's blue ones, he, so earnestly, assures him: ] Buggy, I would trust you with my hat.

[... Oh.

Buggy might get a little flustered at that, so of course he's going to try to cover it with a roll of his eyes and a pout.]

Don't be sappy! Just get comfortable and let's play!

[Idiot! He shouldn't trust him that much!]

[ But he does. Maybe he'll get to show him, one day. For now he just laughs at the sappy commentary and strips off his clothes, before he settles across from Buggy, so he can watch. ]

[ He settles back and spreads his legs as he moves his body his ass is easy to reach. ] Like this?

Definitely like that.

[Buggy smiles slightly as he shifts himself around, getting in a comfortable angle to really watch Shanks as he moves. The sight is a much better distraction from the sappy comments than anything else, at least.]

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