#captainhchq

[sugarhoncyx]

stay here with me (Hunter to Jamison)

however tempting hunter's words were, jamison knew better than to fall for them. hunter was a pretty face...and then some, but he was just a kid, still in college, trying to figure out what he wanted out of life. he was training, he was in school, he was just barely accepting of his own sexuality. jamison was long past these types of revelations, and while they connected, in more ways than one, was a connection enough? to drop everything, to move his whole life for a guy? in the past jamison would have thought so, but it seemed life and his past relationship failures had made him cynical, jaded, even. "hunt..." he spoke, sitting up and pulling the blanket around his waist as he looked back at the younger, who'd barely broken a sweat during their latest round. "i know that five years seems like nothing but trust me...it's not. you and i...we're not compatible in the real world." he spoke quietly, not entirely convinced by his own argument, "besides, you really think i can go from a penthouse to a college dorm room? this isn't exactly my style, now is it?" he teased, hoping to lessen the tension in the room and let out an awkward sigh, when it clearly didn't work. "i'll think about it." he finally added on and looked back to hunter, "in the meantime...we should make good use of the time we do have together, yeah? like you said you were going to show me the new team uniform that leaves nothing to the imagination." he smirked, "show me."

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[kitty-wilde]

[ piggyback ] my muse gives yours a piggyback ride

“I broke the number one rule,” Kitty groaned to herself breathlessly, as she looked down at her feet -- feet she’d never despised more. Every person who has ever owned a pair of heels knows you never - under any circumstances - wear a new pair on a night out. Her apartment wasn’t far away, on any other day she’d happily walk there, but not tonight. Kitty pulled out her phone, and just as she was about to embarrass herself by ordering a Lyft she spots a familiar face... Though honestly, it was more his body she was paying attention to right now. His toned, stong, could-carry-you-out-of-a-fire hunk of a body. “Hunter Clarington...” She sang out to him, calling him over to her (she was in no state to walk!). 

Kitty eyed him over, trying to be seductive but the pain from the heels digging into her feet was getting in the way and she looked more uncomfortable than anything. “I was going to give you a really sexy offer, but...” she reached down and pulled her shoes off her feet,  unable to take another excruciating moment. “I’m in pain. Physical pain, Hunt... I can’t expect you to understand this, and I’m sure your out with your other friends who never look like they’re having a good time. But... Help me.” She looked up at him pathetically from her seat, longing him with her eyes. 

When Hunter knelt down in front of her for Kitty to jump on his back, the blonde smiled for the first time in at least two hours. She jumped up and wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders, the devil shoes dangling from her fingers as she turned her head quickly to kiss his cheek in sheer appreciation (a rare moment for Kitty). “Still remember the way to my apartment?” 

[brxakaway]

“These Christmas parties are always so awkward..”

“You mean, you don’t get a kick out of hanging with suits and eating bland club sandwiches? Huh. That’s so weird,” Kitty teased and looked down at the cheap wine that was obviously bought in bulk. This party wasn’t something she was into either, there weren’t nearly enough shots, strobe lights, and shirtless waiters. “But my adorable face is here, so... you can’t be having a terrible time. I have antlers in my bag if you want me to get really kinky christmas bitch on you.”