[ Good, because Wash wasn't going to let him weasel out of it this time, if this was what he wanted, if this was the way he'd picked to deal with the trauma.
Being still fully armored except his helmet is not really a plus in this situation but he ignores it for the moment, grinding against Church and not giving a damn that he's probably crushing him into the wall. He nips sharply at his mouth between kisses, running gloved hands roughly down his sides, over his stomach, and then pushing his shirt up, exposing bare skin to the cooler air.
He likes this vague idea of being able to touch him while Wash can't be touched in turn, armor versus skin, the sturdy synthetic fabric of the gloves moving possessively over soft flesh.
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Being still fully armored except his helmet is not really a plus in this situation but he ignores it for the moment, grinding against Church and not giving a damn that he's probably crushing him into the wall. He nips sharply at his mouth between kisses, running gloved hands roughly down his sides, over his stomach, and then pushing his shirt up, exposing bare skin to the cooler air.
He likes this vague idea of being able to touch him while Wash can't be touched in turn, armor versus skin, the sturdy synthetic fabric of the gloves moving possessively over soft flesh.