[ locus pants, and it sounds like the loudest thing in the world right now. and then he lowers his mouth to the gun, presses it - solidifies the shreds of the idea in wash's mind.
he tilts the gun up, the barrel pressing against locus' lips. it's unusually gentle for how he's jabbed the gun at locus before. at the same time, when locus' hand is wrapped around his cock, his free hand moves forward - armor and kevlar reaching down to cup locus' balls. ]
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he tilts the gun up, the barrel pressing against locus' lips. it's unusually gentle for how he's jabbed the gun at locus before. at the same time, when locus' hand is wrapped around his cock, his free hand moves forward - armor and kevlar reaching down to cup locus' balls. ]