#ijustboughtfloatees

[theinsurrectionistleader]

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As good as Casey was at doing his job, Jameson almost regretted giving him such a position. He hated it when the other was gone. It was just as bad as when he was missing Larkin-- an unbearable longing that felt infinitely longer than it actually was.

The slightly older man let out a pathetic whine as he wrapped his thick arms around Casey’s body, pulling him close.

[theinsurrectionistleader]

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Let’s just think about it for a moment….there’s a freelancer..taking his armour off..leaving him open…so we could shoot him…

Uh, huh. I totally bet that was the case.

[theinsurrectionistleader]

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Well I guess I’ll go back to the freelancer who’s gonna take it off then

good to know you side with the murderers, laird. >:u

[theinsurrectionistleader]

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Well I don’t see you offering to take it off..

whoa there son that is inappropriate i AM YOUR SUPERIOR.

[anacceptableloss]

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Send me a ‘✉’ for five times my muse didn’t text yours, and one time they did

[Text: Casey]: Jameson’s not doing anything wrong. I swear.[Draft Saved]

[Text: Demo]: Just because I was with them doesn’t mean I changed.[Draft Saved]

[Text: Casey]: I need to get out of here soon. Please. Please. Please[Draft Saved]

[Text: Casey]: I’ll text you the details later.[Draft Saved]

[Text: Casey]: Oh God, please be careful. From how it sounds, they’re heading up to the roof. Go after them and stop them before they can do any more.

[theinsurrectionistleader]

@ijustboughtfloatees sents: Walking up to the elder male Casey's soon wrapping his arms around Jameson's waist and leaning down to press a soft kiss to his lips.

Jameson let out a pathetic whine as he felt the other’s lips against his own. He’d just been so damn whiny lonely as of late. There were absolutely no words he could say to properly express how much he enjoy feeling Casey’s arms around him.

He pulled away after a moment or so, immediately offering the younger man the poutiest look on the whole goddamn planet.

“Caaaaseeyyyyy...”

[followprotocol]

Walking up behind the man Casey soon rests his chin on Locus' shoulder, a small huff leaving him as he does. There's a few dark marks colouring Casey's skin, most likely oil or dirt from something he was previously working on.

There’s a small pause as he feels a chin on his shoulder. He turns his head to look back at the man, raising a brow. “Someone looks all tuckered out today. You feeling alright, Casey?” He asks as he shifts a bit, the three cats in his arms moving around to climb onto his shoulders.

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Walking over slowly Casey soon wraps his arms around Birdie and scoops him up, heading for the nearest seat before sitting down with the man in his lap to cuddle him.

The sniper was smiling when he saw Casey, but was rather confused when he was scooped up and moved. He shifted himself a bit in the taller man’s lap, looking up at him. “Hey. You alright, Casey?” Though he’ll wrap his arms around his shoulders.