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[sorren-wilt]

Hey guys guess what?

Sorren Wilt is up and... Hobbling? Maybe wobbling?

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Picrew inspiration for his looks, not too accurate to how I's like him.

Any questions go to the comments! I'll answer them as best as I can.

Mainly a lingering soldier, mission are common for him but his knee may cause him to opt out.

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Cane used

https://clovercanes.com/product/metallic-silver-carbon-fiber-clover-cane

Idk if that works but it should. Clover canes

He looks like Mint and I feel bad ( @commander-mint input?)

Albino man? Yes. Mint? No.

Military file⬇️

[sorren-wilt]

Eyyy there we go

Anyways, RP!!

To say it was a hot day at base was an understatement... Most soldiers have resolved to being shirtless, even inside and where AC was blasting.

Those who were supposed to be training were either hiding somewhere to be in the cold or training like usual or just going on about their usual duties.

One of those people who were more appropriately dressed for the weather was Sorren, having decided to wear one of Asher's his tanktops and some shorts that hugged around his hips and ass, surely that wasn't going to cause any trouble?

He was currently hobbling down the hall from the medbay after doing a quick shift, unbeknownst to him, his lovely boyfriend was silently following behind him.

The man was sweaty to hell, having decided to go with his usual training and just drink a lot of water. He had just gotten back from outside, was going to just head to his barracks but when he saw Sorren? Oh boy, he felt like he just saw heaven. and his pants got tighter around his crotch area

He was eyeing the man's ass before he spoke up as he grabbed Sorren's ass.

"Damn, darlin'.. Ya tryin' to tease me with those shorts? Almost showin' half yer ass with those."

- @sergeant-asher

Sorren spun around in shock and slammed his metal cane to Asher's shins, scolding him. "Fuck off, idiot!" He wriggles away from the butt grab and shuffles off, walking down the hallway again while sweating his ass off. Man, anymore sweat and he would turn into a little puddle on the floor. FUCK it was hot.

He glared at Asher now on the floor, frown faltering and wiggling to become a smile. "Sorry-"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher groaned as he fell to his knees, rubbing his shin and he says as he stares up at Sorren with a playful hurt glare.

"Ow, dove! What was that for? A man can't appreciate his partner's ass?"

[sorren-wilt]

"I said sorry-!" He huffs and helps Asher up slowly, pushing the back of his head as they walked. "Don't be a sulk, tough guy."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher huffs and says as he lightly smacks Sorren's lower back.

"Ain't sulkin', I'm broodin', angel. There's a difference.*

He was definitely sulking. The way his lip was jutted out just a bit and his arms were crossed the whole way proved it.

[sorren-wilt]

At the sudden smack, Sorren spun around again to push his palm onto Asher's forehead in a smack, walking again. "Stop it! This heat is not getting you anything, okay? If I even lay down on a bed, I'm gonna stick to it. Is that- Do albino people even sweat?" He mumbles the last part and swipes his arm, nodding. "Yes, they do... So, therefore- No sex." He grunts as Price passes by, glaring at Asher knowing the consequences.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher raises his hands in surrender at seeing Price's glare, acting like the words didn't affect him but they definitely did, visible by his even sulkier expression and posture.

He was probably just gonna.. well, stroke himself then, when he and Sorren went to their respective rooms.

He then mutters as he and Sorren continue walking.

"Damn weather.. makin' everything hot as hell but can't do anythin' 'bout it."

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren nudges his arm and glares again, really annoyed with this hot weather. Getting to his own room, Sorren took his shirt and brace off, walking to the showers. After some time, Sorren comes back out and mumbles, in his pants again. "No pressure..."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher, meanwhile, also got back to his own barracks. He took a quick shower before he went onto his bed, pulling out a pair of.. Sorren's boxers, damn this sneaky pervert.

He then starts stroking himself while sniffing the boxers a bit, quietly groaning as he clenched the pair in his fist, feeling himself approaching the edge quite quick.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren was in the shower attempting to cool off, hearing the groans and getting out. Poking his head out, Sorren groans and throws a towel at Asher. "Oi, you pervert! Stop jacking to m' pants!" He yells and gets back in the shower, grumbling. "One round in the shower." He calls out and quickly washes himself, jumping at the loud groans from Asher. "Jesus.. Someone's desperate.." He grumbles and sits on the corner stool he got for the shower, legs a bit wobbly.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher paused his wanking session at Sorren's offer and immediately tosses the underpants to the side, basically dashing into the bathroom, locking the door behind himself.

He was a bit flushed, eyes glossy with lust and his cock.. well standing up with an angry red tip, leaking pre-cum.

He spoke up as he took off the remainder of his clothing (mostly just his shirt) and gets into the shower.

"Sure 'bout it, baby?"

[sorren-wilt]

"Fuckin' grub.." He jokes and stands up slowly, clinging to the shower door handle and nodding. "Yeah, while the water is cool."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher grins and says as he steps over to Sorren, getting in his space so much, Sorren was basically pressed to the wall, Asher's third leg pressing against the man's own crotch, his eyes feral as the Aussie's hands rested on his hips.

[sorren-wilt]

"You're disgusting." He huffs and grabs Asher's shoulders slow, attempting to stand up with his sore legs. He wobbles a little but ultimately stands, arms looped over his neck as he pecks little kisses over Asher's face. "But- But maybe I like that..."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher hums as he grabs Sorren by his ass and lifts him up, pinning him against the wall while he slowly inserts himself into Sorren's asshole.

(yknow held in the air, pinned to the wall)

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren wiggles and drops his head on Asher's neck, whining a little before mumbling. "Ghhh- Ash.. Ash, love-" He croaks and a hand slips from his neck to hold his leg, panting hard and almost crying. "No- Stop, stop-"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher stops, looking at Sorren with a concerned expression and he says.

"What's wrong, darlin'?"

[sorren-wilt]

"Leg leg leggg-!" He groans and smacks his shoulder. "Gh- Down! It's cramping up, the- The heat!"

[sorren-wilt]

Eyyy there we go

Anyways, RP!!

To say it was a hot day at base was an understatement... Most soldiers have resolved to being shirtless, even inside and where AC was blasting.

Those who were supposed to be training were either hiding somewhere to be in the cold or training like usual or just going on about their usual duties.

One of those people who were more appropriately dressed for the weather was Sorren, having decided to wear one of Asher's his tanktops and some shorts that hugged around his hips and ass, surely that wasn't going to cause any trouble?

He was currently hobbling down the hall from the medbay after doing a quick shift, unbeknownst to him, his lovely boyfriend was silently following behind him.

The man was sweaty to hell, having decided to go with his usual training and just drink a lot of water. He had just gotten back from outside, was going to just head to his barracks but when he saw Sorren? Oh boy, he felt like he just saw heaven. and his pants got tighter around his crotch area

He was eyeing the man's ass before he spoke up as he grabbed Sorren's ass.

"Damn, darlin'.. Ya tryin' to tease me with those shorts? Almost showin' half yer ass with those."

- @sergeant-asher

Sorren spun around in shock and slammed his metal cane to Asher's shins, scolding him. "Fuck off, idiot!" He wriggles away from the butt grab and shuffles off, walking down the hallway again while sweating his ass off. Man, anymore sweat and he would turn into a little puddle on the floor. FUCK it was hot.

He glared at Asher now on the floor, frown faltering and wiggling to become a smile. "Sorry-"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher groaned as he fell to his knees, rubbing his shin and he says as he stares up at Sorren with a playful hurt glare.

"Ow, dove! What was that for? A man can't appreciate his partner's ass?"

[sorren-wilt]

"I said sorry-!" He huffs and helps Asher up slowly, pushing the back of his head as they walked. "Don't be a sulk, tough guy."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher huffs and says as he lightly smacks Sorren's lower back.

"Ain't sulkin', I'm broodin', angel. There's a difference.*

He was definitely sulking. The way his lip was jutted out just a bit and his arms were crossed the whole way proved it.

[sorren-wilt]

At the sudden smack, Sorren spun around again to push his palm onto Asher's forehead in a smack, walking again. "Stop it! This heat is not getting you anything, okay? If I even lay down on a bed, I'm gonna stick to it. Is that- Do albino people even sweat?" He mumbles the last part and swipes his arm, nodding. "Yes, they do... So, therefore- No sex." He grunts as Price passes by, glaring at Asher knowing the consequences.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher raises his hands in surrender at seeing Price's glare, acting like the words didn't affect him but they definitely did, visible by his even sulkier expression and posture.

He was probably just gonna.. well, stroke himself then, when he and Sorren went to their respective rooms.

He then mutters as he and Sorren continue walking.

"Damn weather.. makin' everything hot as hell but can't do anythin' 'bout it."

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren nudges his arm and glares again, really annoyed with this hot weather. Getting to his own room, Sorren took his shirt and brace off, walking to the showers. After some time, Sorren comes back out and mumbles, in his pants again. "No pressure..."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher, meanwhile, also got back to his own barracks. He took a quick shower before he went onto his bed, pulling out a pair of.. Sorren's boxers, damn this sneaky pervert.

He then starts stroking himself while sniffing the boxers a bit, quietly groaning as he clenched the pair in his fist, feeling himself approaching the edge quite quick.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren was in the shower attempting to cool off, hearing the groans and getting out. Poking his head out, Sorren groans and throws a towel at Asher. "Oi, you pervert! Stop jacking to m' pants!" He yells and gets back in the shower, grumbling. "One round in the shower." He calls out and quickly washes himself, jumping at the loud groans from Asher. "Jesus.. Someone's desperate.." He grumbles and sits on the corner stool he got for the shower, legs a bit wobbly.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher paused his wanking session at Sorren's offer and immediately tosses the underpants to the side, basically dashing into the bathroom, locking the door behind himself.

He was a bit flushed, eyes glossy with lust and his cock.. well standing up with an angry red tip, leaking pre-cum.

He spoke up as he took off the remainder of his clothing (mostly just his shirt) and gets into the shower.

"Sure 'bout it, baby?"

[sorren-wilt]

"Fuckin' grub.." He jokes and stands up slowly, clinging to the shower door handle and nodding. "Yeah, while the water is cool."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher grins and says as he steps over to Sorren, getting in his space so much, Sorren was basically pressed to the wall, Asher's third leg pressing against the man's own crotch, his eyes feral as the Aussie's hands rested on his hips.

[sorren-wilt]

"You're disgusting." He huffs and grabs Asher's shoulders slow, attempting to stand up with his sore legs. He wobbles a little but ultimately stands, arms looped over his neck as he pecks little kisses over Asher's face. "But- But maybe I like that..."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher hums as he grabs Sorren by his ass and lifts him up, pinning him against the wall while he slowly inserts himself into Sorren's asshole.

(yknow held in the air, pinned to the wall)

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren wiggles and drops his head on Asher's neck, whining a little before mumbling. "Ghhh- Ash.. Ash, love-" He croaks and a hand slips from his neck to hold his leg, panting hard and almost crying. "No- Stop, stop-"

[sorren-wilt]

Eyyy there we go

Anyways, RP!!

To say it was a hot day at base was an understatement... Most soldiers have resolved to being shirtless, even inside and where AC was blasting.

Those who were supposed to be training were either hiding somewhere to be in the cold or training like usual or just going on about their usual duties.

One of those people who were more appropriately dressed for the weather was Sorren, having decided to wear one of Asher's his tanktops and some shorts that hugged around his hips and ass, surely that wasn't going to cause any trouble?

He was currently hobbling down the hall from the medbay after doing a quick shift, unbeknownst to him, his lovely boyfriend was silently following behind him.

The man was sweaty to hell, having decided to go with his usual training and just drink a lot of water. He had just gotten back from outside, was going to just head to his barracks but when he saw Sorren? Oh boy, he felt like he just saw heaven. and his pants got tighter around his crotch area

He was eyeing the man's ass before he spoke up as he grabbed Sorren's ass.

"Damn, darlin'.. Ya tryin' to tease me with those shorts? Almost showin' half yer ass with those."

- @sergeant-asher

Sorren spun around in shock and slammed his metal cane to Asher's shins, scolding him. "Fuck off, idiot!" He wriggles away from the butt grab and shuffles off, walking down the hallway again while sweating his ass off. Man, anymore sweat and he would turn into a little puddle on the floor. FUCK it was hot.

He glared at Asher now on the floor, frown faltering and wiggling to become a smile. "Sorry-"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher groaned as he fell to his knees, rubbing his shin and he says as he stares up at Sorren with a playful hurt glare.

"Ow, dove! What was that for? A man can't appreciate his partner's ass?"

[sorren-wilt]

"I said sorry-!" He huffs and helps Asher up slowly, pushing the back of his head as they walked. "Don't be a sulk, tough guy."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher huffs and says as he lightly smacks Sorren's lower back.

"Ain't sulkin', I'm broodin', angel. There's a difference.*

He was definitely sulking. The way his lip was jutted out just a bit and his arms were crossed the whole way proved it.

[sorren-wilt]

At the sudden smack, Sorren spun around again to push his palm onto Asher's forehead in a smack, walking again. "Stop it! This heat is not getting you anything, okay? If I even lay down on a bed, I'm gonna stick to it. Is that- Do albino people even sweat?" He mumbles the last part and swipes his arm, nodding. "Yes, they do... So, therefore- No sex." He grunts as Price passes by, glaring at Asher knowing the consequences.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher raises his hands in surrender at seeing Price's glare, acting like the words didn't affect him but they definitely did, visible by his even sulkier expression and posture.

He was probably just gonna.. well, stroke himself then, when he and Sorren went to their respective rooms.

He then mutters as he and Sorren continue walking.

"Damn weather.. makin' everything hot as hell but can't do anythin' 'bout it."

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren nudges his arm and glares again, really annoyed with this hot weather. Getting to his own room, Sorren took his shirt and brace off, walking to the showers. After some time, Sorren comes back out and mumbles, in his pants again. "No pressure..."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher, meanwhile, also got back to his own barracks. He took a quick shower before he went onto his bed, pulling out a pair of.. Sorren's boxers, damn this sneaky pervert.

He then starts stroking himself while sniffing the boxers a bit, quietly groaning as he clenched the pair in his fist, feeling himself approaching the edge quite quick.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren was in the shower attempting to cool off, hearing the groans and getting out. Poking his head out, Sorren groans and throws a towel at Asher. "Oi, you pervert! Stop jacking to m' pants!" He yells and gets back in the shower, grumbling. "One round in the shower." He calls out and quickly washes himself, jumping at the loud groans from Asher. "Jesus.. Someone's desperate.." He grumbles and sits on the corner stool he got for the shower, legs a bit wobbly.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher paused his wanking session at Sorren's offer and immediately tosses the underpants to the side, basically dashing into the bathroom, locking the door behind himself.

He was a bit flushed, eyes glossy with lust and his cock.. well standing up with an angry red tip, leaking pre-cum.

He spoke up as he took off the remainder of his clothing (mostly just his shirt) and gets into the shower.

"Sure 'bout it, baby?"

[sorren-wilt]

"Fuckin' grub.." He jokes and stands up slowly, clinging to the shower door handle and nodding. "Yeah, while the water is cool."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher grins and says as he steps over to Sorren, getting in his space so much, Sorren was basically pressed to the wall, Asher's third leg pressing against the man's own crotch, his eyes feral as the Aussie's hands rested on his hips.

[sorren-wilt]

"You're disgusting." He huffs and grabs Asher's shoulders slow, attempting to stand up with his sore legs. He wobbles a little but ultimately stands, arms looped over his neck as he pecks little kisses over Asher's face. "But- But maybe I like that..."

[sorren-wilt]

Eyyy there we go

Anyways, RP!!

To say it was a hot day at base was an understatement... Most soldiers have resolved to being shirtless, even inside and where AC was blasting.

Those who were supposed to be training were either hiding somewhere to be in the cold or training like usual or just going on about their usual duties.

One of those people who were more appropriately dressed for the weather was Sorren, having decided to wear one of Asher's his tanktops and some shorts that hugged around his hips and ass, surely that wasn't going to cause any trouble?

He was currently hobbling down the hall from the medbay after doing a quick shift, unbeknownst to him, his lovely boyfriend was silently following behind him.

The man was sweaty to hell, having decided to go with his usual training and just drink a lot of water. He had just gotten back from outside, was going to just head to his barracks but when he saw Sorren? Oh boy, he felt like he just saw heaven. and his pants got tighter around his crotch area

He was eyeing the man's ass before he spoke up as he grabbed Sorren's ass.

"Damn, darlin'.. Ya tryin' to tease me with those shorts? Almost showin' half yer ass with those."

- @sergeant-asher

Sorren spun around in shock and slammed his metal cane to Asher's shins, scolding him. "Fuck off, idiot!" He wriggles away from the butt grab and shuffles off, walking down the hallway again while sweating his ass off. Man, anymore sweat and he would turn into a little puddle on the floor. FUCK it was hot.

He glared at Asher now on the floor, frown faltering and wiggling to become a smile. "Sorry-"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher groaned as he fell to his knees, rubbing his shin and he says as he stares up at Sorren with a playful hurt glare.

"Ow, dove! What was that for? A man can't appreciate his partner's ass?"

[sorren-wilt]

"I said sorry-!" He huffs and helps Asher up slowly, pushing the back of his head as they walked. "Don't be a sulk, tough guy."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher huffs and says as he lightly smacks Sorren's lower back.

"Ain't sulkin', I'm broodin', angel. There's a difference.*

He was definitely sulking. The way his lip was jutted out just a bit and his arms were crossed the whole way proved it.

[sorren-wilt]

At the sudden smack, Sorren spun around again to push his palm onto Asher's forehead in a smack, walking again. "Stop it! This heat is not getting you anything, okay? If I even lay down on a bed, I'm gonna stick to it. Is that- Do albino people even sweat?" He mumbles the last part and swipes his arm, nodding. "Yes, they do... So, therefore- No sex." He grunts as Price passes by, glaring at Asher knowing the consequences.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher raises his hands in surrender at seeing Price's glare, acting like the words didn't affect him but they definitely did, visible by his even sulkier expression and posture.

He was probably just gonna.. well, stroke himself then, when he and Sorren went to their respective rooms.

He then mutters as he and Sorren continue walking.

"Damn weather.. makin' everything hot as hell but can't do anythin' 'bout it."

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren nudges his arm and glares again, really annoyed with this hot weather. Getting to his own room, Sorren took his shirt and brace off, walking to the showers. After some time, Sorren comes back out and mumbles, in his pants again. "No pressure..."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher, meanwhile, also got back to his own barracks. He took a quick shower before he went onto his bed, pulling out a pair of.. Sorren's boxers, damn this sneaky pervert.

He then starts stroking himself while sniffing the boxers a bit, quietly groaning as he clenched the pair in his fist, feeling himself approaching the edge quite quick.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren was in the shower attempting to cool off, hearing the groans and getting out. Poking his head out, Sorren groans and throws a towel at Asher. "Oi, you pervert! Stop jacking to m' pants!" He yells and gets back in the shower, grumbling. "One round in the shower." He calls out and quickly washes himself, jumping at the loud groans from Asher. "Jesus.. Someone's desperate.." He grumbles and sits on the corner stool he got for the shower, legs a bit wobbly.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher paused his wanking session at Sorren's offer and immediately tosses the underpants to the side, basically dashing into the bathroom, locking the door behind himself.

He was a bit flushed, eyes glossy with lust and his cock.. well standing up with an angry red tip, leaking pre-cum.

He spoke up as he took off the remainder of his clothing (mostly just his shirt) and gets into the shower.

"Sure 'bout it, baby?"

[sorren-wilt]

"Fuckin' grub.." He jokes and stands up slowly, clinging to the shower door handle and nodding. "Yeah, while the water is cool."

[sorren-wilt]

Eyyy there we go

Anyways, RP!!

To say it was a hot day at base was an understatement... Most soldiers have resolved to being shirtless, even inside and where AC was blasting.

Those who were supposed to be training were either hiding somewhere to be in the cold or training like usual or just going on about their usual duties.

One of those people who were more appropriately dressed for the weather was Sorren, having decided to wear one of Asher's his tanktops and some shorts that hugged around his hips and ass, surely that wasn't going to cause any trouble?

He was currently hobbling down the hall from the medbay after doing a quick shift, unbeknownst to him, his lovely boyfriend was silently following behind him.

The man was sweaty to hell, having decided to go with his usual training and just drink a lot of water. He had just gotten back from outside, was going to just head to his barracks but when he saw Sorren? Oh boy, he felt like he just saw heaven. and his pants got tighter around his crotch area

He was eyeing the man's ass before he spoke up as he grabbed Sorren's ass.

"Damn, darlin'.. Ya tryin' to tease me with those shorts? Almost showin' half yer ass with those."

- @sergeant-asher

Sorren spun around in shock and slammed his metal cane to Asher's shins, scolding him. "Fuck off, idiot!" He wriggles away from the butt grab and shuffles off, walking down the hallway again while sweating his ass off. Man, anymore sweat and he would turn into a little puddle on the floor. FUCK it was hot.

He glared at Asher now on the floor, frown faltering and wiggling to become a smile. "Sorry-"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher groaned as he fell to his knees, rubbing his shin and he says as he stares up at Sorren with a playful hurt glare.

"Ow, dove! What was that for? A man can't appreciate his partner's ass?"

[sorren-wilt]

"I said sorry-!" He huffs and helps Asher up slowly, pushing the back of his head as they walked. "Don't be a sulk, tough guy."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher huffs and says as he lightly smacks Sorren's lower back.

"Ain't sulkin', I'm broodin', angel. There's a difference.*

He was definitely sulking. The way his lip was jutted out just a bit and his arms were crossed the whole way proved it.

[sorren-wilt]

At the sudden smack, Sorren spun around again to push his palm onto Asher's forehead in a smack, walking again. "Stop it! This heat is not getting you anything, okay? If I even lay down on a bed, I'm gonna stick to it. Is that- Do albino people even sweat?" He mumbles the last part and swipes his arm, nodding. "Yes, they do... So, therefore- No sex." He grunts as Price passes by, glaring at Asher knowing the consequences.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher raises his hands in surrender at seeing Price's glare, acting like the words didn't affect him but they definitely did, visible by his even sulkier expression and posture.

He was probably just gonna.. well, stroke himself then, when he and Sorren went to their respective rooms.

He then mutters as he and Sorren continue walking.

"Damn weather.. makin' everything hot as hell but can't do anythin' 'bout it."

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren nudges his arm and glares again, really annoyed with this hot weather. Getting to his own room, Sorren took his shirt and brace off, walking to the showers. After some time, Sorren comes back out and mumbles, in his pants again. "No pressure..."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher, meanwhile, also got back to his own barracks. He took a quick shower before he went onto his bed, pulling out a pair of.. Sorren's boxers, damn this sneaky pervert.

He then starts stroking himself while sniffing the boxers a bit, quietly groaning as he clenched the pair in his fist, feeling himself approaching the edge quite quick.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren was in the shower attempting to cool off, hearing the groans and getting out. Poking his head out, Sorren groans and throws a towel at Asher. "Oi, you pervert! Stop jacking to m' pants!" He yells and gets back in the shower, grumbling. "One round in the shower." He calls out and quickly washes himself, jumping at the loud groans from Asher. "Jesus.. Someone's desperate.." He grumbles and sits on the corner stool he got for the shower, legs a bit wobbly.

[sorren-wilt]

Eyyy there we go

Anyways, RP!!

To say it was a hot day at base was an understatement... Most soldiers have resolved to being shirtless, even inside and where AC was blasting.

Those who were supposed to be training were either hiding somewhere to be in the cold or training like usual or just going on about their usual duties.

One of those people who were more appropriately dressed for the weather was Sorren, having decided to wear one of Asher's his tanktops and some shorts that hugged around his hips and ass, surely that wasn't going to cause any trouble?

He was currently hobbling down the hall from the medbay after doing a quick shift, unbeknownst to him, his lovely boyfriend was silently following behind him.

The man was sweaty to hell, having decided to go with his usual training and just drink a lot of water. He had just gotten back from outside, was going to just head to his barracks but when he saw Sorren? Oh boy, he felt like he just saw heaven. and his pants got tighter around his crotch area

He was eyeing the man's ass before he spoke up as he grabbed Sorren's ass.

"Damn, darlin'.. Ya tryin' to tease me with those shorts? Almost showin' half yer ass with those."

- @sergeant-asher

Sorren spun around in shock and slammed his metal cane to Asher's shins, scolding him. "Fuck off, idiot!" He wriggles away from the butt grab and shuffles off, walking down the hallway again while sweating his ass off. Man, anymore sweat and he would turn into a little puddle on the floor. FUCK it was hot.

He glared at Asher now on the floor, frown faltering and wiggling to become a smile. "Sorry-"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher groaned as he fell to his knees, rubbing his shin and he says as he stares up at Sorren with a playful hurt glare.

"Ow, dove! What was that for? A man can't appreciate his partner's ass?"

[sorren-wilt]

"I said sorry-!" He huffs and helps Asher up slowly, pushing the back of his head as they walked. "Don't be a sulk, tough guy."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher huffs and says as he lightly smacks Sorren's lower back.

"Ain't sulkin', I'm broodin', angel. There's a difference.*

He was definitely sulking. The way his lip was jutted out just a bit and his arms were crossed the whole way proved it.

[sorren-wilt]

At the sudden smack, Sorren spun around again to push his palm onto Asher's forehead in a smack, walking again. "Stop it! This heat is not getting you anything, okay? If I even lay down on a bed, I'm gonna stick to it. Is that- Do albino people even sweat?" He mumbles the last part and swipes his arm, nodding. "Yes, they do... So, therefore- No sex." He grunts as Price passes by, glaring at Asher knowing the consequences.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher raises his hands in surrender at seeing Price's glare, acting like the words didn't affect him but they definitely did, visible by his even sulkier expression and posture.

He was probably just gonna.. well, stroke himself then, when he and Sorren went to their respective rooms.

He then mutters as he and Sorren continue walking.

"Damn weather.. makin' everything hot as hell but can't do anythin' 'bout it."

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren nudges his arm and glares again, really annoyed with this hot weather. Getting to his own room, Sorren took his shirt and brace off, walking to the showers. After some time, Sorren comes back out and mumbles, in his pants again. "No pressure..."

[sorren-wilt]

Eyyy there we go

Anyways, RP!!

To say it was a hot day at base was an understatement... Most soldiers have resolved to being shirtless, even inside and where AC was blasting.

Those who were supposed to be training were either hiding somewhere to be in the cold or training like usual or just going on about their usual duties.

One of those people who were more appropriately dressed for the weather was Sorren, having decided to wear one of Asher's his tanktops and some shorts that hugged around his hips and ass, surely that wasn't going to cause any trouble?

He was currently hobbling down the hall from the medbay after doing a quick shift, unbeknownst to him, his lovely boyfriend was silently following behind him.

The man was sweaty to hell, having decided to go with his usual training and just drink a lot of water. He had just gotten back from outside, was going to just head to his barracks but when he saw Sorren? Oh boy, he felt like he just saw heaven. and his pants got tighter around his crotch area

He was eyeing the man's ass before he spoke up as he grabbed Sorren's ass.

"Damn, darlin'.. Ya tryin' to tease me with those shorts? Almost showin' half yer ass with those."

- @sergeant-asher

Sorren spun around in shock and slammed his metal cane to Asher's shins, scolding him. "Fuck off, idiot!" He wriggles away from the butt grab and shuffles off, walking down the hallway again while sweating his ass off. Man, anymore sweat and he would turn into a little puddle on the floor. FUCK it was hot.

He glared at Asher now on the floor, frown faltering and wiggling to become a smile. "Sorry-"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher groaned as he fell to his knees, rubbing his shin and he says as he stares up at Sorren with a playful hurt glare.

"Ow, dove! What was that for? A man can't appreciate his partner's ass?"

[sorren-wilt]

"I said sorry-!" He huffs and helps Asher up slowly, pushing the back of his head as they walked. "Don't be a sulk, tough guy."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher huffs and says as he lightly smacks Sorren's lower back.

"Ain't sulkin', I'm broodin', angel. There's a difference.*

He was definitely sulking. The way his lip was jutted out just a bit and his arms were crossed the whole way proved it.

[sorren-wilt]

At the sudden smack, Sorren spun around again to push his palm onto Asher's forehead in a smack, walking again. "Stop it! This heat is not getting you anything, okay? If I even lay down on a bed, I'm gonna stick to it. Is that- Do albino people even sweat?" He mumbles the last part and swipes his arm, nodding. "Yes, they do... So, therefore- No sex." He grunts as Price passes by, glaring at Asher knowing the consequences.

[sorren-wilt]

Eyyy there we go

Anyways, RP!!

To say it was a hot day at base was an understatement... Most soldiers have resolved to being shirtless, even inside and where AC was blasting.

Those who were supposed to be training were either hiding somewhere to be in the cold or training like usual or just going on about their usual duties.

One of those people who were more appropriately dressed for the weather was Sorren, having decided to wear one of Asher's his tanktops and some shorts that hugged around his hips and ass, surely that wasn't going to cause any trouble?

He was currently hobbling down the hall from the medbay after doing a quick shift, unbeknownst to him, his lovely boyfriend was silently following behind him.

The man was sweaty to hell, having decided to go with his usual training and just drink a lot of water. He had just gotten back from outside, was going to just head to his barracks but when he saw Sorren? Oh boy, he felt like he just saw heaven. and his pants got tighter around his crotch area

He was eyeing the man's ass before he spoke up as he grabbed Sorren's ass.

"Damn, darlin'.. Ya tryin' to tease me with those shorts? Almost showin' half yer ass with those."

- @sergeant-asher

Sorren spun around in shock and slammed his metal cane to Asher's shins, scolding him. "Fuck off, idiot!" He wriggles away from the butt grab and shuffles off, walking down the hallway again while sweating his ass off. Man, anymore sweat and he would turn into a little puddle on the floor. FUCK it was hot.

He glared at Asher now on the floor, frown faltering and wiggling to become a smile. "Sorry-"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher groaned as he fell to his knees, rubbing his shin and he says as he stares up at Sorren with a playful hurt glare.

"Ow, dove! What was that for? A man can't appreciate his partner's ass?"

[sorren-wilt]

"I said sorry-!" He huffs and helps Asher up slowly, pushing the back of his head as they walked. "Don't be a sulk, tough guy."

[sorren-wilt]

Eyyy there we go

Anyways, RP!!

To say it was a hot day at base was an understatement... Most soldiers have resolved to being shirtless, even inside and where AC was blasting.

Those who were supposed to be training were either hiding somewhere to be in the cold or training like usual or just going on about their usual duties.

One of those people who were more appropriately dressed for the weather was Sorren, having decided to wear one of Asher's his tanktops and some shorts that hugged around his hips and ass, surely that wasn't going to cause any trouble?

He was currently hobbling down the hall from the medbay after doing a quick shift, unbeknownst to him, his lovely boyfriend was silently following behind him.

The man was sweaty to hell, having decided to go with his usual training and just drink a lot of water. He had just gotten back from outside, was going to just head to his barracks but when he saw Sorren? Oh boy, he felt like he just saw heaven. and his pants got tighter around his crotch area

He was eyeing the man's ass before he spoke up as he grabbed Sorren's ass.

"Damn, darlin'.. Ya tryin' to tease me with those shorts? Almost showin' half yer ass with those."

- @sergeant-asher

Sorren spun around in shock and slammed his metal cane to Asher's shins, scolding him. "Fuck off, idiot!" He wriggles away from the butt grab and shuffles off, walking down the hallway again while sweating his ass off. Man, anymore sweat and he would turn into a little puddle on the floor. FUCK it was hot.

He glared at Asher now on the floor, frown faltering and wiggling to become a smile. "Sorry-"

[sergeant-asher]

Narcoleptic Sorren AU*

Sorren and Asher were in the common room at the moment, chatting while Sorren had a small plate of food, chewing on the strawberries and offering Asher a few. He giggles soft and watches Asher describe some mission story with Soap and Ghost, laughing as he smiled. "You're joking!" Sorren laughs with a strawberry in hand, starting to giggle. "Haaahh.." He leans down and goes a little drowsy looking, eyes drooping before his head drops down onto Asher's arm, body going limp.

- @sorren-wilt

*doing with no cataracts, my man has enough problems

Asher looked at him with a surprised expression before he wraps his arms around Sorren, to keep his body from collapsing/sliding off the bench onto the ground. He then pulls the man into his lap, knowing he was having one of his 'sleep attacks'.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren stays like that for a couple more minutes before slowly coming too, bleary eyes. "Mm.. Wha'?" He croaks and sits up slowly, head tilting back. "Guh."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher speaks up as he keeps his hold on the lad. "Ya fell asleep, dove. Held ya, so ya wouldn't slip off the bench."

[sorren-wilt]

"Mmm.." He nods slowly in response, pushing his plate away while yawning. "No' hungry.." Sorren shakes his head now and gives the leftover strawberries to Asher, losing his appetite after an episode.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher nods a bit and starts eating the strawberries, a small smile on his face as he liked that they were pretty sweet ones.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren yawns again from the episode, hands all shaky and coming to. "Feel li' shit.." He mumbles and shuffles to sit on Asher's lap, head tucked to his neck and pressing subtle kisses.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher hums a bit as he runs his hand through Sorren's hair, letting him come to at his own pace.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren shuffles off after a little, being restless after, and resting his head on the table while breathing slow. "Quite tired.. Got m' appointment later." He sighs out and crosses his arms on the table, head dipped between.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher hums and says as he rests his chin on his fist. "Bout yer nacrolepsy?"

[sorren-wilt]

"Mm." He grunts and nods slowly, sighing heavy (kind of like dogs when they lay down and rest). "Exam, gonna try to induce it, see if I'm fit for m' traineeship." He grumbles and seems annoyed at the thought of it, pinching one of the strawberries and eating it while looking at Asher. "Got a bit o' juice on ya." He mumbles and does a little 360⁰ scan of the room, sitting up and cupping Asher's face.

Sorren wriggles closer and instead of swiping it away, practically kisses Asher and licks the juice off his lips, smiling when he pulls back a little pink in the cheeks.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher's eyes widened at the kiss before he lets out a soft chuckle and says. "Cheeky shit.. Tryin' to make me horny?"

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren moves back with a giggle and wipes the small bit of spit leftover, nodding. "Maybe." He jokes and rests his head again, ears a soft pink tinge but covered by the snowy hair covering it.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher shakes his head fondly and he says jokingly as he pokes Sorren's cheek. "Gonna lock ya in a cell, if ya keep doin' this, dovey."

[sorren-wilt]

"Guilty." He huffs and smiles wide, patting his head and checking the time. "Ah, shit- Gotta go. Love ya." Sorren stands up and pecks Asher's forehead, leaving with small taps of his cane.

After a short while, some sergeant comes inside and lingers near Asher, sitting across and smiling. "Hiya. 'M goose." She smiles and offers a hand to shake, red hair tied in a wavy ponytail.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher looks at Goose and says as he tilts his head curiously before reaching his hand out and shakes her hand.

"Pleasure meetin' ya."

[sorren-wilt]

"Just saw you with tha' guy, is he albino?" She asks softly and shakes his hand, a hand holding her head up. "He's actually really cool. Medic team, I assume- Be-Because of the cane. Not to be rude-!"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher nods yes and says as a small smile appears on his face.

"Yep, he's albino and on the medic team. Ain't bein' rude, lass. Well, as long as ya don't make fun of 'im or anythin' like that."

[sorren-wilt]

"Ah, okay." She nods and fixes a small bang that sticks out, giving a small giggle. "I- Yeah. Anyway-! You are..?"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher says as he rests his chin on his hand. "Asher. Asher Jackson."

[sorren-wilt]

She gives a short smile before a man walks over. "Goooose!" He calls and stands beside her. "Scotty took m' boot laces again.."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher looks at the man, his expression curious before he looks back at Goose.

[sorren-wilt]

Micah then yells and scampers off as Goose flies out of her seat and chases him down, a pocket knife flying at his head. "Piss off!!" She chases Micah down for a little before returning to her chair, and chatting with Asher for a whole hour.

Sorren returns with a paper slip, pushing it on the table. "Got my resul- Who's this?" He huffs and sits beside Asher, confused with furrowed brows.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher looks at Sorren and says as he smiles while gesturing to Goose.

"This's Goose, Goose, meet Sorren."

[sorren-wilt]

"Oh, okay." He nods and opens the small packet, huffing. "M' results."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher nods and looks at the packets, reading over the results.

[sorren-wilt]

-Fit for service on reduced times-

Sorren looks to Asher and reads his face, eyes flickering. "Is- Is it good..? Am I still working?"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher smiles and says as he pats Sorren's lower back. "Yup, just for restricted time, not full long time like me."

[sorren-wilt]

"Ohhh, thank god!" He lays his head on the table and holds his head, exhaling out in relief. "Ohhhh, thank you thank you thank youuuu..."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher chuckles lightly as he ruffled Sorren's hair and says.

"Ain't goin' home too soon, darlin'."

[sorren-wilt]

He hums in approval and sits up gently, smiling wide. "They seemed so- So worried, and I got all twisted and almost cried on the way here-" He huffs out and leans into Asher's ruffles.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher smiles and says as he continues ruffling Sorren's hair. "But they didn't have to be for long, ya passed!"

[sorren-wilt]

"Mmm-" He nods again, rubbing his face over before going all wobbly and silent, smacking down onto the table.

Goose jolts upright and looks to Asher. "You- Is he okay?!" She rounds the table and sits Sorren upright, checking his pulse while stressed out. "Dude he's-! Oh. Is he narcoleptic? Far shot, I know-"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher says as he rests his hand on her shoulder.

"Yea, he's narcoleptic! No need to stress out, darlin', he'll be awake soon."

[sorren-wilt]

Goose nods slowly and stands to the side, embarrassed for her panic. "He- He's okay, right? That was a hard thunk on the tables." She murmurs and fiddles with her belt material, frowning.

Sorren wriggles a bit when he wakes maybe 2 minutes later, coming to slowly and yawning. "Mmmfh... What'd I miss..?" He grumbles and shuffles closer to Asher, head pressed to his chest from the side. "Hold m'.."

[sergeant-asher]

Narcoleptic Sorren AU*

Sorren and Asher were in the common room at the moment, chatting while Sorren had a small plate of food, chewing on the strawberries and offering Asher a few. He giggles soft and watches Asher describe some mission story with Soap and Ghost, laughing as he smiled. "You're joking!" Sorren laughs with a strawberry in hand, starting to giggle. "Haaahh.." He leans down and goes a little drowsy looking, eyes drooping before his head drops down onto Asher's arm, body going limp.

- @sorren-wilt

*doing with no cataracts, my man has enough problems

Asher looked at him with a surprised expression before he wraps his arms around Sorren, to keep his body from collapsing/sliding off the bench onto the ground. He then pulls the man into his lap, knowing he was having one of his 'sleep attacks'.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren stays like that for a couple more minutes before slowly coming too, bleary eyes. "Mm.. Wha'?" He croaks and sits up slowly, head tilting back. "Guh."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher speaks up as he keeps his hold on the lad. "Ya fell asleep, dove. Held ya, so ya wouldn't slip off the bench."

[sorren-wilt]

"Mmm.." He nods slowly in response, pushing his plate away while yawning. "No' hungry.." Sorren shakes his head now and gives the leftover strawberries to Asher, losing his appetite after an episode.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher nods a bit and starts eating the strawberries, a small smile on his face as he liked that they were pretty sweet ones.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren yawns again from the episode, hands all shaky and coming to. "Feel li' shit.." He mumbles and shuffles to sit on Asher's lap, head tucked to his neck and pressing subtle kisses.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher hums a bit as he runs his hand through Sorren's hair, letting him come to at his own pace.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren shuffles off after a little, being restless after, and resting his head on the table while breathing slow. "Quite tired.. Got m' appointment later." He sighs out and crosses his arms on the table, head dipped between.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher hums and says as he rests his chin on his fist. "Bout yer nacrolepsy?"

[sorren-wilt]

"Mm." He grunts and nods slowly, sighing heavy (kind of like dogs when they lay down and rest). "Exam, gonna try to induce it, see if I'm fit for m' traineeship." He grumbles and seems annoyed at the thought of it, pinching one of the strawberries and eating it while looking at Asher. "Got a bit o' juice on ya." He mumbles and does a little 360⁰ scan of the room, sitting up and cupping Asher's face.

Sorren wriggles closer and instead of swiping it away, practically kisses Asher and licks the juice off his lips, smiling when he pulls back a little pink in the cheeks.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher's eyes widened at the kiss before he lets out a soft chuckle and says. "Cheeky shit.. Tryin' to make me horny?"

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren moves back with a giggle and wipes the small bit of spit leftover, nodding. "Maybe." He jokes and rests his head again, ears a soft pink tinge but covered by the snowy hair covering it.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher shakes his head fondly and he says jokingly as he pokes Sorren's cheek. "Gonna lock ya in a cell, if ya keep doin' this, dovey."

[sorren-wilt]

"Guilty." He huffs and smiles wide, patting his head and checking the time. "Ah, shit- Gotta go. Love ya." Sorren stands up and pecks Asher's forehead, leaving with small taps of his cane.

After a short while, some sergeant comes inside and lingers near Asher, sitting across and smiling. "Hiya. 'M goose." She smiles and offers a hand to shake, red hair tied in a wavy ponytail.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher looks at Goose and says as he tilts his head curiously before reaching his hand out and shakes her hand.

"Pleasure meetin' ya."

[sorren-wilt]

"Just saw you with tha' guy, is he albino?" She asks softly and shakes his hand, a hand holding her head up. "He's actually really cool. Medic team, I assume- Be-Because of the cane. Not to be rude-!"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher nods yes and says as a small smile appears on his face.

"Yep, he's albino and on the medic team. Ain't bein' rude, lass. Well, as long as ya don't make fun of 'im or anythin' like that."

[sorren-wilt]

"Ah, okay." She nods and fixes a small bang that sticks out, giving a small giggle. "I- Yeah. Anyway-! You are..?"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher says as he rests his chin on his hand. "Asher. Asher Jackson."

[sorren-wilt]

She gives a short smile before a man walks over. "Goooose!" He calls and stands beside her. "Scotty took m' boot laces again.."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher looks at the man, his expression curious before he looks back at Goose.

[sorren-wilt]

Micah then yells and scampers off as Goose flies out of her seat and chases him down, a pocket knife flying at his head. "Piss off!!" She chases Micah down for a little before returning to her chair, and chatting with Asher for a whole hour.

Sorren returns with a paper slip, pushing it on the table. "Got my resul- Who's this?" He huffs and sits beside Asher, confused with furrowed brows.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher looks at Sorren and says as he smiles while gesturing to Goose.

"This's Goose, Goose, meet Sorren."

[sorren-wilt]

"Oh, okay." He nods and opens the small packet, huffing. "M' results."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher nods and looks at the packets, reading over the results.

[sorren-wilt]

-Fit for service on reduced times-

Sorren looks to Asher and reads his face, eyes flickering. "Is- Is it good..? Am I still working?"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher smiles and says as he pats Sorren's lower back. "Yup, just for restricted time, not full long time like me."

[sorren-wilt]

"Ohhh, thank god!" He lays his head on the table and holds his head, exhaling out in relief. "Ohhhh, thank you thank you thank youuuu..."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher chuckles lightly as he ruffled Sorren's hair and says.

"Ain't goin' home too soon, darlin'."

[sorren-wilt]

He hums in approval and sits up gently, smiling wide. "They seemed so- So worried, and I got all twisted and almost cried on the way here-" He huffs out and leans into Asher's ruffles.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher smiles and says as he continues ruffling Sorren's hair. "But they didn't have to be for long, ya passed!"

[sorren-wilt]

"Mmm-" He nods again, rubbing his face over before going all wobbly and silent, smacking down onto the table.

Goose jolts upright and looks to Asher. "You- Is he okay?!" She rounds the table and sits Sorren upright, checking his pulse while stressed out. "Dude he's-! Oh. Is he narcoleptic? Far shot, I know-"

[sergeant-asher]

Narcoleptic Sorren AU*

Sorren and Asher were in the common room at the moment, chatting while Sorren had a small plate of food, chewing on the strawberries and offering Asher a few. He giggles soft and watches Asher describe some mission story with Soap and Ghost, laughing as he smiled. "You're joking!" Sorren laughs with a strawberry in hand, starting to giggle. "Haaahh.." He leans down and goes a little drowsy looking, eyes drooping before his head drops down onto Asher's arm, body going limp.

- @sorren-wilt

*doing with no cataracts, my man has enough problems

Asher looked at him with a surprised expression before he wraps his arms around Sorren, to keep his body from collapsing/sliding off the bench onto the ground. He then pulls the man into his lap, knowing he was having one of his 'sleep attacks'.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren stays like that for a couple more minutes before slowly coming too, bleary eyes. "Mm.. Wha'?" He croaks and sits up slowly, head tilting back. "Guh."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher speaks up as he keeps his hold on the lad. "Ya fell asleep, dove. Held ya, so ya wouldn't slip off the bench."

[sorren-wilt]

"Mmm.." He nods slowly in response, pushing his plate away while yawning. "No' hungry.." Sorren shakes his head now and gives the leftover strawberries to Asher, losing his appetite after an episode.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher nods a bit and starts eating the strawberries, a small smile on his face as he liked that they were pretty sweet ones.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren yawns again from the episode, hands all shaky and coming to. "Feel li' shit.." He mumbles and shuffles to sit on Asher's lap, head tucked to his neck and pressing subtle kisses.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher hums a bit as he runs his hand through Sorren's hair, letting him come to at his own pace.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren shuffles off after a little, being restless after, and resting his head on the table while breathing slow. "Quite tired.. Got m' appointment later." He sighs out and crosses his arms on the table, head dipped between.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher hums and says as he rests his chin on his fist. "Bout yer nacrolepsy?"

[sorren-wilt]

"Mm." He grunts and nods slowly, sighing heavy (kind of like dogs when they lay down and rest). "Exam, gonna try to induce it, see if I'm fit for m' traineeship." He grumbles and seems annoyed at the thought of it, pinching one of the strawberries and eating it while looking at Asher. "Got a bit o' juice on ya." He mumbles and does a little 360⁰ scan of the room, sitting up and cupping Asher's face.

Sorren wriggles closer and instead of swiping it away, practically kisses Asher and licks the juice off his lips, smiling when he pulls back a little pink in the cheeks.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher's eyes widened at the kiss before he lets out a soft chuckle and says. "Cheeky shit.. Tryin' to make me horny?"

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren moves back with a giggle and wipes the small bit of spit leftover, nodding. "Maybe." He jokes and rests his head again, ears a soft pink tinge but covered by the snowy hair covering it.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher shakes his head fondly and he says jokingly as he pokes Sorren's cheek. "Gonna lock ya in a cell, if ya keep doin' this, dovey."

[sorren-wilt]

"Guilty." He huffs and smiles wide, patting his head and checking the time. "Ah, shit- Gotta go. Love ya." Sorren stands up and pecks Asher's forehead, leaving with small taps of his cane.

After a short while, some sergeant comes inside and lingers near Asher, sitting across and smiling. "Hiya. 'M goose." She smiles and offers a hand to shake, red hair tied in a wavy ponytail.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher looks at Goose and says as he tilts his head curiously before reaching his hand out and shakes her hand.

"Pleasure meetin' ya."

[sorren-wilt]

"Just saw you with tha' guy, is he albino?" She asks softly and shakes his hand, a hand holding her head up. "He's actually really cool. Medic team, I assume- Be-Because of the cane. Not to be rude-!"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher nods yes and says as a small smile appears on his face.

"Yep, he's albino and on the medic team. Ain't bein' rude, lass. Well, as long as ya don't make fun of 'im or anythin' like that."

[sorren-wilt]

"Ah, okay." She nods and fixes a small bang that sticks out, giving a small giggle. "I- Yeah. Anyway-! You are..?"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher says as he rests his chin on his hand. "Asher. Asher Jackson."

[sorren-wilt]

She gives a short smile before a man walks over. "Goooose!" He calls and stands beside her. "Scotty took m' boot laces again.."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher looks at the man, his expression curious before he looks back at Goose.

[sorren-wilt]

Micah then yells and scampers off as Goose flies out of her seat and chases him down, a pocket knife flying at his head. "Piss off!!" She chases Micah down for a little before returning to her chair, and chatting with Asher for a whole hour.

Sorren returns with a paper slip, pushing it on the table. "Got my resul- Who's this?" He huffs and sits beside Asher, confused with furrowed brows.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher looks at Sorren and says as he smiles while gesturing to Goose.

"This's Goose, Goose, meet Sorren."

[sorren-wilt]

"Oh, okay." He nods and opens the small packet, huffing. "M' results."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher nods and looks at the packets, reading over the results.

[sorren-wilt]

-Fit for service on reduced times-

Sorren looks to Asher and reads his face, eyes flickering. "Is- Is it good..? Am I still working?"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher smiles and says as he pats Sorren's lower back. "Yup, just for restricted time, not full long time like me."

[sorren-wilt]

"Ohhh, thank god!" He lays his head on the table and holds his head, exhaling out in relief. "Ohhhh, thank you thank you thank youuuu..."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher chuckles lightly as he ruffled Sorren's hair and says.

"Ain't goin' home too soon, darlin'."

[sorren-wilt]

He hums in approval and sits up gently, smiling wide. "They seemed so- So worried, and I got all twisted and almost cried on the way here-" He huffs out and leans into Asher's ruffles.

[sergeant-asher]

Narcoleptic Sorren AU*

Sorren and Asher were in the common room at the moment, chatting while Sorren had a small plate of food, chewing on the strawberries and offering Asher a few. He giggles soft and watches Asher describe some mission story with Soap and Ghost, laughing as he smiled. "You're joking!" Sorren laughs with a strawberry in hand, starting to giggle. "Haaahh.." He leans down and goes a little drowsy looking, eyes drooping before his head drops down onto Asher's arm, body going limp.

- @sorren-wilt

*doing with no cataracts, my man has enough problems

Asher looked at him with a surprised expression before he wraps his arms around Sorren, to keep his body from collapsing/sliding off the bench onto the ground. He then pulls the man into his lap, knowing he was having one of his 'sleep attacks'.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren stays like that for a couple more minutes before slowly coming too, bleary eyes. "Mm.. Wha'?" He croaks and sits up slowly, head tilting back. "Guh."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher speaks up as he keeps his hold on the lad. "Ya fell asleep, dove. Held ya, so ya wouldn't slip off the bench."

[sorren-wilt]

"Mmm.." He nods slowly in response, pushing his plate away while yawning. "No' hungry.." Sorren shakes his head now and gives the leftover strawberries to Asher, losing his appetite after an episode.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher nods a bit and starts eating the strawberries, a small smile on his face as he liked that they were pretty sweet ones.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren yawns again from the episode, hands all shaky and coming to. "Feel li' shit.." He mumbles and shuffles to sit on Asher's lap, head tucked to his neck and pressing subtle kisses.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher hums a bit as he runs his hand through Sorren's hair, letting him come to at his own pace.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren shuffles off after a little, being restless after, and resting his head on the table while breathing slow. "Quite tired.. Got m' appointment later." He sighs out and crosses his arms on the table, head dipped between.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher hums and says as he rests his chin on his fist. "Bout yer nacrolepsy?"

[sorren-wilt]

"Mm." He grunts and nods slowly, sighing heavy (kind of like dogs when they lay down and rest). "Exam, gonna try to induce it, see if I'm fit for m' traineeship." He grumbles and seems annoyed at the thought of it, pinching one of the strawberries and eating it while looking at Asher. "Got a bit o' juice on ya." He mumbles and does a little 360⁰ scan of the room, sitting up and cupping Asher's face.

Sorren wriggles closer and instead of swiping it away, practically kisses Asher and licks the juice off his lips, smiling when he pulls back a little pink in the cheeks.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher's eyes widened at the kiss before he lets out a soft chuckle and says. "Cheeky shit.. Tryin' to make me horny?"

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren moves back with a giggle and wipes the small bit of spit leftover, nodding. "Maybe." He jokes and rests his head again, ears a soft pink tinge but covered by the snowy hair covering it.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher shakes his head fondly and he says jokingly as he pokes Sorren's cheek. "Gonna lock ya in a cell, if ya keep doin' this, dovey."

[sorren-wilt]

"Guilty." He huffs and smiles wide, patting his head and checking the time. "Ah, shit- Gotta go. Love ya." Sorren stands up and pecks Asher's forehead, leaving with small taps of his cane.

After a short while, some sergeant comes inside and lingers near Asher, sitting across and smiling. "Hiya. 'M goose." She smiles and offers a hand to shake, red hair tied in a wavy ponytail.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher looks at Goose and says as he tilts his head curiously before reaching his hand out and shakes her hand.

"Pleasure meetin' ya."

[sorren-wilt]

"Just saw you with tha' guy, is he albino?" She asks softly and shakes his hand, a hand holding her head up. "He's actually really cool. Medic team, I assume- Be-Because of the cane. Not to be rude-!"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher nods yes and says as a small smile appears on his face.

"Yep, he's albino and on the medic team. Ain't bein' rude, lass. Well, as long as ya don't make fun of 'im or anythin' like that."

[sorren-wilt]

"Ah, okay." She nods and fixes a small bang that sticks out, giving a small giggle. "I- Yeah. Anyway-! You are..?"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher says as he rests his chin on his hand. "Asher. Asher Jackson."

[sorren-wilt]

She gives a short smile before a man walks over. "Goooose!" He calls and stands beside her. "Scotty took m' boot laces again.."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher looks at the man, his expression curious before he looks back at Goose.

[sorren-wilt]

Micah then yells and scampers off as Goose flies out of her seat and chases him down, a pocket knife flying at his head. "Piss off!!" She chases Micah down for a little before returning to her chair, and chatting with Asher for a whole hour.

Sorren returns with a paper slip, pushing it on the table. "Got my resul- Who's this?" He huffs and sits beside Asher, confused with furrowed brows.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher looks at Sorren and says as he smiles while gesturing to Goose.

"This's Goose, Goose, meet Sorren."

[sorren-wilt]

"Oh, okay." He nods and opens the small packet, huffing. "M' results."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher nods and looks at the packets, reading over the results.

[sorren-wilt]

-Fit for service on reduced times-

Sorren looks to Asher and reads his face, eyes flickering. "Is- Is it good..? Am I still working?"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher smiles and says as he pats Sorren's lower back. "Yup, just for restricted time, not full long time like me."

[sorren-wilt]

"Ohhh, thank god!" He lays his head on the table and holds his head, exhaling out in relief. "Ohhhh, thank you thank you thank youuuu..."

[sergeant-asher]

Sulky Sorren engaged

Tiring day, to say the least. Sorren had been hobbling on his sore, brace-less leg all day and all over the wings. So, when it's past dinner, Sorren corners Asher down and follows him to his room, curling up on the man's bed while he showered. Sorren whines and gets impatient, sitting up and poking his head into the bathroom. "Ash, y' almost done..?" He wobbles on his feet like a fawn, frowning against his pale hands and little white hairs skimming over his face. "I'm really tired, hurry up.." He shuffles out the room and goes quiet, then pokes his head back inside. "I love you."

- @sorren-wilt

Kind of a blabber, kill me... Yeah. Half rp intent, half context intent. Rp or not, idm.

Asher pauses his washing for a moment and peeks from the shower curtain with a surprised expression on his face before he says.

"Love me..? Uhhh, love ya too, darlin'. Gonna be out in 3, can go relax on my bed for the time being."

He then closes the curtain and goes back to washing himself.

[sorren-wilt]

"Yes.." He croaks and shuffles closer to Asher while making small whines. "Please..?"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher hums and says as he lays Sorren down on the bed.

"'Lright.. Let's do one more then."

[sorren-wilt]

He seems to smile and go all pink, my chest shaking happily. "Yesyes- One more- And I'll-" He pauses and takes a deep breath, a bit dizzy from all the blood rushing 'downstairs'. "I'll be nice and quiet.."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher hums and says as he runs his hands over Sorren teasingly.

"Good boy~"

[sorren-wilt]

"Yeah.." He nods slowly and sniffles a bit, frowning with eyes that read 'Call me a mutt'.

[sergeant-asher]

Narcoleptic Sorren AU*

Sorren and Asher were in the common room at the moment, chatting while Sorren had a small plate of food, chewing on the strawberries and offering Asher a few. He giggles soft and watches Asher describe some mission story with Soap and Ghost, laughing as he smiled. "You're joking!" Sorren laughs with a strawberry in hand, starting to giggle. "Haaahh.." He leans down and goes a little drowsy looking, eyes drooping before his head drops down onto Asher's arm, body going limp.

- @sorren-wilt

*doing with no cataracts, my man has enough problems

Asher looked at him with a surprised expression before he wraps his arms around Sorren, to keep his body from collapsing/sliding off the bench onto the ground. He then pulls the man into his lap, knowing he was having one of his 'sleep attacks'.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren stays like that for a couple more minutes before slowly coming too, bleary eyes. "Mm.. Wha'?" He croaks and sits up slowly, head tilting back. "Guh."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher speaks up as he keeps his hold on the lad. "Ya fell asleep, dove. Held ya, so ya wouldn't slip off the bench."

[sorren-wilt]

"Mmm.." He nods slowly in response, pushing his plate away while yawning. "No' hungry.." Sorren shakes his head now and gives the leftover strawberries to Asher, losing his appetite after an episode.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher nods a bit and starts eating the strawberries, a small smile on his face as he liked that they were pretty sweet ones.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren yawns again from the episode, hands all shaky and coming to. "Feel li' shit.." He mumbles and shuffles to sit on Asher's lap, head tucked to his neck and pressing subtle kisses.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher hums a bit as he runs his hand through Sorren's hair, letting him come to at his own pace.

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren shuffles off after a little, being restless after, and resting his head on the table while breathing slow. "Quite tired.. Got m' appointment later." He sighs out and crosses his arms on the table, head dipped between.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher hums and says as he rests his chin on his fist. "Bout yer nacrolepsy?"

[sorren-wilt]

"Mm." He grunts and nods slowly, sighing heavy (kind of like dogs when they lay down and rest). "Exam, gonna try to induce it, see if I'm fit for m' traineeship." He grumbles and seems annoyed at the thought of it, pinching one of the strawberries and eating it while looking at Asher. "Got a bit o' juice on ya." He mumbles and does a little 360⁰ scan of the room, sitting up and cupping Asher's face.

Sorren wriggles closer and instead of swiping it away, practically kisses Asher and licks the juice off his lips, smiling when he pulls back a little pink in the cheeks.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher's eyes widened at the kiss before he lets out a soft chuckle and says. "Cheeky shit.. Tryin' to make me horny?"

[sorren-wilt]

Sorren moves back with a giggle and wipes the small bit of spit leftover, nodding. "Maybe." He jokes and rests his head again, ears a soft pink tinge but covered by the snowy hair covering it.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher shakes his head fondly and he says jokingly as he pokes Sorren's cheek. "Gonna lock ya in a cell, if ya keep doin' this, dovey."

[sorren-wilt]

"Guilty." He huffs and smiles wide, patting his head and checking the time. "Ah, shit- Gotta go. Love ya." Sorren stands up and pecks Asher's forehead, leaving with small taps of his cane.

After a short while, some sergeant comes inside and lingers near Asher, sitting across and smiling. "Hiya. 'M goose." She smiles and offers a hand to shake, red hair tied in a wavy ponytail.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher looks at Goose and says as he tilts his head curiously before reaching his hand out and shakes her hand.

"Pleasure meetin' ya."

[sorren-wilt]

"Just saw you with tha' guy, is he albino?" She asks softly and shakes his hand, a hand holding her head up. "He's actually really cool. Medic team, I assume- Be-Because of the cane. Not to be rude-!"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher nods yes and says as a small smile appears on his face.

"Yep, he's albino and on the medic team. Ain't bein' rude, lass. Well, as long as ya don't make fun of 'im or anythin' like that."

[sorren-wilt]

"Ah, okay." She nods and fixes a small bang that sticks out, giving a small giggle. "I- Yeah. Anyway-! You are..?"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher says as he rests his chin on his hand. "Asher. Asher Jackson."

[sorren-wilt]

She gives a short smile before a man walks over. "Goooose!" He calls and stands beside her. "Scotty took m' boot laces again.."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher looks at the man, his expression curious before he looks back at Goose.

[sorren-wilt]

Micah then yells and scampers off as Goose flies out of her seat and chases him down, a pocket knife flying at his head. "Piss off!!" She chases Micah down for a little before returning to her chair, and chatting with Asher for a whole hour.

Sorren returns with a paper slip, pushing it on the table. "Got my resul- Who's this?" He huffs and sits beside Asher, confused with furrowed brows.

[sergeant-asher]

Asher looks at Sorren and says as he smiles while gesturing to Goose.

"This's Goose, Goose, meet Sorren."

[sorren-wilt]

"Oh, okay." He nods and opens the small packet, huffing. "M' results."

[sergeant-asher]

Asher nods and looks at the packets, reading over the results.

[sorren-wilt]

-Fit for service on reduced times-

Sorren looks to Asher and reads his face, eyes flickering. "Is- Is it good..? Am I still working?"

[sergeant-asher]

Sulky Sorren engaged

Tiring day, to say the least. Sorren had been hobbling on his sore, brace-less leg all day and all over the wings. So, when it's past dinner, Sorren corners Asher down and follows him to his room, curling up on the man's bed while he showered. Sorren whines and gets impatient, sitting up and poking his head into the bathroom. "Ash, y' almost done..?" He wobbles on his feet like a fawn, frowning against his pale hands and little white hairs skimming over his face. "I'm really tired, hurry up.." He shuffles out the room and goes quiet, then pokes his head back inside. "I love you."

- @sorren-wilt

Kind of a blabber, kill me... Yeah. Half rp intent, half context intent. Rp or not, idm.

Asher pauses his washing for a moment and peeks from the shower curtain with a surprised expression on his face before he says.

"Love me..? Uhhh, love ya too, darlin'. Gonna be out in 3, can go relax on my bed for the time being."

He then closes the curtain and goes back to washing himself.

[sorren-wilt]

"Yes.." He croaks and shuffles closer to Asher while making small whines. "Please..?"

[sergeant-asher]

Asher hums and says as he lays Sorren down on the bed.

"'Lright.. Let's do one more then."

[sorren-wilt]

He seems to smile and go all pink, my chest shaking happily. "Yesyes- One more- And I'll-" He pauses and takes a deep breath, a bit dizzy from all the blood rushing 'downstairs'. "I'll be nice and quiet.."