[ There's— a different sort of charm hearing that endearment in this moment. They're not putting on a show anymore; they're not trying to convince anyone else.
Faraday is just calling him that.
But he does has the right of it; Vasquez is impatient. He can't appreciate Faraday in the dark, not really, but his hands immediately seek purchase on skin. Vasquez doesn't leave them in one place, can't help how greedily he touches Faraday, like he has to memorize it all in this moment.
(Who knows what the fuck this actually means or what it is. With that uncertainty and the tomorrow that will never be guaranteed, of course Vasquez is greedy.)
Vasquez just chuckles breathlessly, licking his lips as his palms skirt up Faraday's chest. ]
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Faraday is just calling him that.
But he does has the right of it; Vasquez is impatient. He can't appreciate Faraday in the dark, not really, but his hands immediately seek purchase on skin. Vasquez doesn't leave them in one place, can't help how greedily he touches Faraday, like he has to memorize it all in this moment.
(Who knows what the fuck this actually means or what it is. With that uncertainty and the tomorrow that will never be guaranteed, of course Vasquez is greedy.)
Vasquez just chuckles breathlessly, licking his lips as his palms skirt up Faraday's chest. ]
Pretty much.
[ Impatient? Hell yes. ]
Seemed like I'm not the only one.