stirring at this late hour, body clock wrecked by drugs and conditioning

Fenix Arsenal
Oh, do not do that to her. The thought of you in Marine class A uniform... that's not drool at the corners of her mouth, is it?

Her feet find the ground and she presses into you, letting her hands splay against your chest.

"Well, then, we should definitely get you fed."

She kisses you back, hands curling into the front of your shirt. She also doesn't care much that Echo might see it later. She's pretty sure he's figured out a few things about their relationship at this point.

"All right. Taco stand it is."

She'll let you lead out, while she closes everything up behind her.

Fenix Arsenal
Technically Dylan Cadd was in the Marine Corps too. "Diplomatic Security specialist" was the MOS if memory serves. But he never put on the uniform again after Suez. Which is a shame, he was a certified killer in his dress blues.

"I am, been doing recon all night. Had a protein shake about eight hours ago and nothing but water since."

He steps forward to grab the waist of your jeans and pull you up into the wrap of his arms.

"There's a taco stand down on 44 that Echo put me on to. Great quesadillas."

His hand comes up to tilt your jaw up for a kiss, uncaring if Echo reviews the security footage later.

"Come on. They have a great homemade hot sauce."

The House
"And Donald Trump's bathroom."

I adore Awkwafina.

*sorry phone call*

slipping in to tidy up a little and mop the floor

The House
snickers at making someone grumpy by mentioning the existence of that movie

I swallowed the last of my drink and headed out into the night, realizing that I was still grinning

Fenix Arsenal
Heh, she's sure your dog tags got sent back home to your family in Montana. Well, David Chandler's did. That's not the man she knows.

"I think Echo would appreciate that you're here to take care of me after hours more than he'd be worried about your employee status."

She continues to lean that way, fully aware of where your eyes roam. If she didn't want you looking, you know she'd adjust her position, or just simply say something.

"Power and hierarchy can be tricky that way, unless you get bureaucracy involved."

And then hierarchy is very clear at least. Not necessarily where all the power goes.

"So... are you hungry? I am."

at this hour there were not many patrons so it was easy to see and hear everything…my modern phone would have it all….this was going to get rather interesting…sweet sweet katy was now going to perpetually have a sour mouth

perks into the bar with the Celebrities…

and with The adorable Goddess!

Fenix Arsenal
That's fortunate, because he never bough a class ring. And the last time he saw his dog tags was before that mortar strike in the Suez before he was pulled into The Company.

"I would assume that was the reciprocal function."

The way you lean does make certain...things...more noticeable. Which does draw his eye with a crooked half smirk.

"I was going to say I shouldn't be back here, since this is employees only, but I think technically Ech has worked as a fixer for both the jobs I did for him, so...maybe I am an employee at this point?"

He shrugs.

"Power structure is about as well-defined as an FIA front in the Persian Gulf."

nods My blonde mane..

Then lets not risk it since you're not sure..

No more orgasms for katy...

Your mouth is all thats available..

*big smile* slut katy is the ultimate entertainer

as everyone can see...

"Hello there."

Smiles your way.

hard... too say... might want to be careful, just in case

smiling back as I see you have katy moaning and sniveling, here in public, for all to see

Instinct

they would have to use my mouth instead

Winks as I sip My drink

and focus on katy's denial..