Ship’s Log 4 April - 29 June 2015
Mormor St. Patrick’s Day trash
Sebastian Moran: *love is a wonderful thing*
Sebastian Moran: *kissing Jim softly is grand*
Jimmy: *shhhh*
Jimmy: *kissing seb is the best thing in the world*
Jimmy: I think it's meant to be one kiss for good luck, Sebby dearest.
Sebastian Moran: *laughs and rolls eyes* Then this makes me the luckiest guy in the world.
Jimmy: *pins him down and kisses him again* Now I'll take my luck.
Sebastian Moran: *growls and presses against him* Take as much as you want.
Jimmy: *slowly grinds on him* I think I have more luck now. *laughs*
Sebastian Moran: *laughs also* You're always lucky, kitten.
Jimmy: *purrs and starts nipping at Seb's neck* Only because I have you.
Sebastian Moran: *smiles and moves his head to kiss Jim's cheek* And I hav- *is cut off by the alarm on his phone going off*
Jimmy: *frowns* What's that for?
Sebastian Moran: *groans as he reaches over to grab it and check the screen* I set up a little 'date' for us tonight for some St. Patrick's fun.
Jimmy: Oh? Excellent. I was going to wonder if we were going to get to show off or if you would keep me here all to yourself.
Sebastian Moran: *smiles* The taxi driver just said he's been waiting outside for fifteen minutes now. If he has to wait 30 minutes more he's going to leave.
Jimmy: well. That's certainly enough time, right? *kisses* And I'm happy to pay him what he wants...
Sebastian Moran: Jim no. *kisses back* The man didn't seem to like my accent when I made the reservation with him, and I could hear him cursing about us 'damn Englishmen and the fact they think they're so clever'. God knows how he'd react to a Irish person, especially on today of all days.
Jimmy: Pity. Guess we'll just have to find a suitable place out... *reluctantly gets up and starts picking out a suit*
Sebastian Moran: *smiles and gets up next to Jim, placing his head on Jim's shoulder* You'd look wonderful in anything Jim.
Jimmy: *turns around with the steel grey suit he's picked and laughs* You prefer me in nothing, though, I'm sure~
Sebastian Moran: *shrugs his shoulders* Guilty as charged. *starts reaching for a t-shirt and some jeans to wear*
Jimmy: ... *watches him and looks at his suit pointedly* Are we really going somewhere so casual?
Sebastian Moran: *laughs and shakes head* That's for after the fancy dinner. We're going to get properly 'wasted', as the Americans say, when we finish eating.
Jimmy: Excellent. *starts dressing* I think I have some clothing in mind that you will enjoy...
Sebastian Moran: Oh really? I can't wait to see it.
Jimmy: Oh but you'll have to~~ at least til after dinner.
Sebastian Moran: *later at the club, drinking his fourth beer*
Jimmy: *halfway through second adios, humming along happily with the deafening music, swaying gently next to seb*
Sebastian Moran: *smiles down at Jim but then frowns as he sees another man approaching Jim, and he almost starts growling under his breath*
Jimmy: -chill bro just getting a drink-
Jimmy: *shiver bc seb growling is HAWT and sways closer to him, moving against him now*
Sebastian Moran: *still growling softly bc I'm not afraid of fighting you if you touch him*
Sebastian Moran: *ready to fight*
Jimmy: *it's okay babe really*
Jimmy: *you're the only man getting in my pants tonight*
Sebastian Moran: *hmph I better be, nips lightly at Jim's ear* You feeling okay there kitten?
Jimmy: *don't worry, darling; shivers at the contact and turns around to wink at him* much better now you're here~
Sebastian Moran: *grins and places a hand down Jim's pants* It's a pleasure to have met you.
Jimmy: hmm, you say that now~ *bites his lip to keep quiet and steps closer*
