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That was....unexpected.
he likes it...
Going back to Dansecock maybe...
Comms open!!!
a freak in the streets but a saint in the sheets (he eats pussy like it’s worship)
Danse/Hancock "Lick"
They regarded each other coldly. Sure, Danse had learned a lot about himself and had to reevaluate his place in the world. Sure, Hancock understood that Danse was no longer exactly the man he was when they had met. But, this didn’t dissolve the tension between them.
“Synth or not, he still happily killed- and kills- ghouls.” Hancock had explained to Sole. They had hoped the two men would get along more now that Danse knew he too was something of an outcast. Sadly, friendship didn’t bloom.
Sole told this to Danse who tried to defend himself. “M-mostly feral ghouls? They’re a danger to everyone, right? I can’t be blamed for that.”
The justification- relayed by Sole- didn’t sway Hancock. “Still enjoyed it,” he muttered.
But things would be different this time.
Because everyone was drunk.
The whole team, even X6, were celebrating...something. Some post-war holiday that Sole didn’t understand but didn’t really care about so long as they could drink. And drink everyone, except X6, did.
“I’ve got it.” Sole’s eyes were half-lidded and they swayed as they spoke. “You two will solve your problems the only way there is- Gay Chicken.”
Hancock laughed but agreed.
Danse, face flush with alcohol, stared blankly. “What?”
“Actually, yeah, what is that?” asked Hancock.
“You gotta,” Sole waved their arms around in no particular pattern for emphasis. “You gotta touch each other n’ stuff until one of you can’t take it and calls it off.”
“Sounds fun,” Hancock smirked.
Danse tried to come up with a reason not to, he knew there should be one. But he didn’t actually come up with a single reason not to sloppily touch the ghoul mayor. “Sure.”
“Great!” Sole clapped their hands together. “Ready, set, go!”
Hancock looked Danse deep in the eyes.
Danse held Hancock’s hand.
Hancock put his free hand on Danse’s thigh.
Danse put his free hand higher on Hancock’s thigh.
Hancock touched their foreheads together.
Danse leaned up and placed a gentle kiss to Hancock’s forehead.
Hancock licked Danse’ cheek.
It was like rough damp leather on his skin.
“I’M OUT!” shouted Danse.
There was some laughing and some sounds of disappointment in the observing crowd.
“Don’t- Don’t you two feel closer now?” Sole laughed. They almost forgot why they had started this exercise.
Danse didn’t answer, he just quickly excused himself from the party.
Before too long, Hancock came swaying over. “You know,” he put his hand on Danse’s back, “we can continue this in private.”
Lucky indeed...
Need to bring back the gays
Taking Nick with me to do Danse's quest so that he gets all outraged about it. And then I'll send him to Sanctuary to have nasty sex with Hancock
