John barked out laughing, flicking a little water at Halo before sticking out his tongue, “And here I thought it was something bad.” He rolled his eyes, coming in for another kiss and sneaking a hand down Halo’s wing again teasingly. Gosh I love him…
Halo rolls his eyes when John laughs, crossing his arms. "Rude. It is something bad!" He cries in defense, glaring at the other with a slight smile. He kisses the other back, then starts, shudders and makes a sound between a moan and John's name. "J-jerk…" He mutters, his cheeks the color of his eyes.
“Mmmmmhhmm, Babe,” John murmured against Halo’s lips, hands danced over the angel’s back dangerously close to the base of his elegant wings, “What if my hand were to just…” John’s pointer finger came to rest on one of Halo’s wings, “Slip.”
Halo shivers and groans against John's lips, his eyes sliding shut. He cracks an eye open, shivering a little. "J-John… what- ngh~" He moans softly as his wings were touched, shivering and shaking. Heat rushed through him.
“Ah, I best not torture you anymore, love,” John said sweetly, and his hand left from Halo’s wings, going to wrap around his neck. John smiled lazily as he whispered, “When you protected me yesterday, Halo… I never thanked you for all that.”
Halo eases when John's hands left his wings, catching his breath. "Jerk." He mumbles. He smiles softly, kissing John's cheek. "Why wouldn't I stand up for you, John?" He whispers. "I love you so much. I'd do anything for you." He mumbles, nuzzling the other.
John nuzzled Halo back, “That doesn’t mean you don’t deserve a thank you. However can I do that, though?” He asked playfully, dragging his lips across Halo’s neck and up to his jaw, “Do you have any ideas?”
Halo smiles a little and hugs the other gently. Halo shivers slightly, his eyes shutting as his neck is kissed, his head tilting slightly. "Really depends, now doesn't it~" He purrs in reply.
John let his tongue flick out as he murmured against Halo’s skin, “Oh really, hmmmm?” John dragged his mouth back down to the base of Halo’s neck, right to where it connected to his shoulder. He bit down.
Halo shuts his eyes, gritting his teeth as his hand tangled in John's hair. He shivers his cheeks turning red, he takes a breath and looks at John his crimson orbs glinting. He gasps as his neck is bitten. "J-john…"
John might have moaned or maybe it was Halo’s name, nobody would ever know as he kissed up and down Halo’s neck, perfectly content until-
“EWWW, CAPTAIN, AW GEEZ I DIDN’T NEED TO SEE THAT!” John’s head lazily turned to see Brennan, closing his eyes with a mess of papers in one hand. Then John finally seemed to realize he was as naked as a baby out of the womb and immediately sat back, trying to hide behind the rim of the tub with a face redder than blood.
Halo simply let John do his thing, biting his lip gently as he does as he pleases. He starts in surprise and laughs a little. "Hello Brennan." He covers the bite mark woth his hand causally as he leans back. "What's that you got there?" He asks curiously. He chcukles at Johns expression.
“Papers, for him,” Brennan pointed in the general direction of John, but didn’t open his eyes yet, “Get clothes on.” John turned another shade redder, too embarrassed to stand up and leave the safety of the rim of the water tub.
John glanced at his drawer, then looked at Halo, and nervously asked, “Can you get some for me?”
Halo looks at the paper and dries off his hands. He takes the paper gently, putting them on John's drawer before grabbing some clothes for John. His crimson orbs flasj as he looks at Brennan.
John got out of the tub, hiding a little bit behind Halo and he rushed to get dressed. He slipped on his boxers, then his pants, and as he was getting on the shirt, he stuttered, “I- I’m covered.” John could guarantee he was as red as a fire truck by now as he hid slightly behind Halo, “What did you want?”
Brennan hesitantly peeked open one eye, then opened both when he realizes John is indeed covered. “You’re the head of the army now since the general got caught for murder, people need you, John. I get it that you’re tired or whatever, but you can’t just,” Brennan cast an accusatory glance at Halo, “be in here kissing and snuggling, I can’t do all this work, I’m just a soldier.”
John frowned, eyeing the papers on his dresser, “Then I promote you to whatever job that can take care of this stuff.”
Halo facepalms and sighs, taking a breath. "I explained this to you already, Brennan. John and I will not be accepted. Not here, nor anywhere else. We have to go into hiding." He explained, his crimson orbs glinting. "You might as well be in charge, since we cannot stay here." Halo looks back at John and smiles faintly. "You look like a tomato."
(Shoot, I thought I responded to this, sorry >_< just a second)
John pressed his head into the backside of Halo’s shoulder, mumbling, “I know…”
Brennan frowned further, “Just because they don’t accept you doesn’t mean I can just take charge. There’d have to be a public announcement, if anything, and until then you’re still expected to fill out legal papers and give us direction. I’ve been fudging most of it for you, but I can only do so much. You need to sign things, tell us-“
John let out a groan, making Brennan frown more, “Can’t you just forge my signature?”
“That’s illegal, John! Do you even know what you’re saying?” Brennan exclaimed, and John muttered some inaudible response into Halo’s back.
Halo sighs as he listens. "Brennan. If you need me to, I can announce it, but John is in no state to go into public at the moment. He's exhausted and he needs his rest. If a newly fallen does not regain his strength fully, very bad things can happen." Halo looks down at John and takes his hand.
“And they’ll definitely trust your word over mine,” Brennan’s words bit more than they should’ve, making John frown and look up as Brennan continued, “That paperwork needs to be done within the hour, John. Get to it.” The pure order of Brennan’s voice… John wanted to shout back at Brennan, but… He was his friend, he couldn’t let himself show his anger.
Halo shakes his head. "Did you not hear a word I said?" He growls. "He needs rest." He hisses. Fire, the fire of hell, one might say, burned ruthlessly in his eyes. "If you could help me make the announcement, then I'm sure they'd listen. I'll help John with the paperwork, but he needs food and rest."
Brennan paled, but it was clear he was trying to hide his fear with fake authority, “Fine, but John, you better get those papers done within the hour. I’ll get the army around, I’ll see you,” Brennan looked at Halo, “in a few minutes.” Brennan turned on his heel, heading out the tent flap.
John hated himself for it, but he found pleasure in the fact that Brennan was afraid of Halo. He leaned closer to his angel, closing his eyes as he whispered, “Thank you, Halo…”
Halo watches him leave with a slight snarl on his lips. He looks down at John and gently kisses his forehead. "Anything for you, babe." He mutters softly, picking the other up before walking them towards the bed. He sets John down and kisses his forehead. "Let's get the paperwork done, then you can sleep." he mutters, running a hand through John's hair gently. He retrieved the papers and handed them to John, along with a pen. "Here we are." He says softly, sitting next to John and getting settled.
John snuggled closer to Halo, looking over the page. Lots of stuff about confirmed expenses, death toll, prisoners of war -John would definitely need to write a note on that- and leftover supplies. Despite how his eyelids drooped a little bit from tiredness still, John’s hand went to work, first writing about what went down with the prisoners of war, then signing more papers, and then some more. And more. So many pointless records… John let out a yawn as he said, “Brennan will probably want you out there for that announcement.”
Halo watches the other, resting his head on John's shoulder. He watches the other work, his crimson eyes glancing at the other every so often. "Sure you'll be alright here?" He asks gently, kissing John's forehead. He was hesitant to leave the other alone.