genessia | A quiet night in

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A quiet night in

Who: K-2SO and Cassian Andor
What: Being boring adults who enjoy an evening at home while Genessia is partying
Where: Attleton, their house
When: Evening of the Prom/19th
Warnings: Does flirting with your robutt take a warning?

"So... We're only on-call tonight and we have the house to ourselves," Cassian says, smiling a little as he joins Kay in the kitchen. Well, all the house to themselves and for the dozens of pets, but still.

He's tried very hard not to look like it but there's no denying that he's made an effort. He's wearing nice clothes, the tight trousers Kay likes and his shirt flap is a little wider open than usual, his hair darker than usual as it's still damp from the shower.

"What do we even do with this much freedom?"

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Kay is drying the last washed dish when Cassian joint him and he has to make an effort not to drop it when his optics land on the man's lovely figure. He quickly puts the plate down, optics getting brighter.

"I can give you around 4345 different scenarios..." Kay starts, twisting so he can put his hands on Cassian's hip. "Some of those even include clothes."

For a moment he's just stunned before the laughter bubbles up and overtakes him. He leans his forehead against Kay's chest, still shaking with laughter.

"Clothes, how shameless!" He places a hand on Kay's hip, tugging him a little closer. "What do you say we are scandalous and start with clothes... and then see where the evening takes us?" His thumb rubs over Kay's hip. "Dinner, a movie... Let's be boring and stay at home?"

Long metal arm wraps around Cassian, gently and not aiming to trap him. There's a lot of things he enjoys doing with Cassian that involve clothes but the chance to joke was too good.

"Sounds terribly domestic, I like it. We still have to watch that movie with the spy named after a number."

It had been a good joke, Cassian's still smiling. Or maybe that's just the result of looking forward to a quiet evening with his partner. They try their best, they really do, but between their many duties and huge family time for just the two of them is rare.

"We could do that. I heard earth people consider them a classic. The costume I wore to last year's carnival was based on a spy from these movies, too." He sized up the kitchen, taking in that Kay was nearly done with the dishes. Making a mess all over again didn't really look appealing to him. "Would you like to cook together? Or should we order something?

Those evenings are so rare they might as well be less common than spotting an unicorn.

"Oh, I remember that costume:" Kay couldn't give a leering smile since he had no mouth but the tone of his voice made it obvious enough. He shifted, leans forward and then picked up Cassian bridal style. Because he could and because he had reached the same conclusion as the man. Cooking now that everything was clean meant that they would have to clean again later and waste precious time.

"We could order from that Thai place that makes the spicy food you like and watch more than one movie without worrying about having to clean."

He gives a squawk of mock protest, not that he's really at all interested in protesting the carrying - as evidenced by how readily he wraps his arms around Kay's neck and leans into him.

"Hmm, we could. You know, they do say that spicy food gets the blood flowing," he adds with a sly little grin. Then he leans close again, head tucked under Kay's chin. This is nice, really nice, just being carried. A treat he would normally be protesting to save his dignity but tonight's different.

Kay had been expecting more of a protest too but his reaction shows that Cassian really is in a relaxed mood. He rubs his round head against Cassian for a moment before answering, cold metal heating up at the contact.

"Hm...yes. Did you know that spicy foods boost production of feel-good hormones, such as serotonin? They're good for the stress. And then we can do other things to de stress you further."

It's not a long walk to the couch, Kay lowers Cassian there carefully and then handles him the phone. "You call for the food, I'll go find the movie."

"Alright, I'll order. Pick one with lots of fighting, maybe some explosions." There's still a soft smile on his face as he starts dialing and while he orders takeout, his gaze never strays from his lover's large frame.

By the time Kay has found the movie, he has kicked off his boots and found a thin wool blanket to curl up under, leaving plenty of space for Kay on the couch. Kind of hoping they will be cuddling on the couch, really, not that he is going to ask for it. But maybe simply drape himself all over Kay, if he doesn't figure it out himself.

"I know just the one." Not long ago Kay had gotten a movie called Goldeye because he heard it was about the secret service but they never found the time to watch it.

Their free time has come as a pleasant surprise. Once everything is set and Kay turns to face Cassian, he's not all that surprised to find him waiting on the couch. The man is nowhere as subtle as he thinks he is but that only makes him more endearing.

Without being asked, the droid sits on the couch close to his boyfriend, only squeezing a small pillow between Cassian and his own hip. That way Cassian can lean on him without uncomfortable metal digging on his skin. They will have to move once the food arrives but they still have a few minutes. "Ready?"

Maybe he isn't subtle with Kay but it sure is effective, whatever it is. Cassian smiles a little as he watches Kay position the pillow.

"Of course," he murmurs, hitting the play button before he goes back to situating himself properly. He curls up against Kay's side, a hand casually placed on the droid's knee joint. There's no point getting too comfortable when he has to get up soon for the takeout, but that doesn't have to stop him from soaking up some affection. "You would never let me pull any stunts like that bungee jump, kept nagging me for being too suicidal even for my line of work... though I don't know why he wouldn't just get in undercover. It's far easier."

Even if the take out will soon arrive, Kay wraps and arm around Cassian to keep him close. He likes doing it after so many years being always close but never touching. They really need to teach the pokemon how to fetch the food and pay for it, that would solve a lot of his problems.

"I would never let you try that without me. There's a difference. And I am not sure if a movie where the one of the bad guy has a name like Xenia Onatopp is a good example of how spionage should be done. But if you want to put on a suit and drink Martini, I won't say no to that visual."

Teaching their kids to answer the door really is an important task for the future, and a doable one as long as they can convince them not to eat the red bills instead.

Cassian scoffs a little, even as his lips curl into a smile. "If you want me to wear a nice suit for you, you just have to say so." With Kay having taken the first step to cuddling, Cassian wraps an arm around his shoulders, fingers caressing his slim neck. "Especially if you keep telling me that I'm a better spy than this Bond guy."

The bills might be safe, what will be hard is to convince them not to eat the food once they get it. It's not for them!

"Hmmm...wouldn't that be a nice change." A nice change from 'your hideous green-dirty-brown uniform' he doesn't say because Kay doesn't want to ruin the moment. The fingers in his neck would make him shudder if he had the capacity. "You are a MUCh better spy than that man who keeps telling everyone his real name, like a moron. And your accent is sexier."

Better only have them fetch food they don't like. Which begs the question: Is there such a thing as food they don't like?

Cassian chuckles, tucking his head under Kay's chin and brushing a kiss to the underside of his vocoder. "Why, thank you. I would hope you think mine sexier." He pokes his side playfully. "It's your job to be shamelessly biased."

They're fighting in the movie now and Cassian's eyes go to the screen again, a moment later he's grumbling under his breath about sloppy spies getting themselves discovered. Not like that ever happened to him, right, Kay?

Usually is the food that is the most healthy, like vegetables. Fruits they will eat but those...

Kay tilts his head toward Cassian, enjoying the light kiss and chasing the sensation. "James Bond has a Coruscant accent, it's weird. He's not from our Galaxy." The droid's hand reaches out to give Cassian's hand a small, teasing squeeze. "I like being biased."

The movie goes on and Kay's amusement only increases at Cassians' gruffness. The irony is not lost to him but before he can say anything, the doorbell rings. "I'll go get it, must be the food."

It would be a lie to say kay isn't amused by the surprised look of the delivery guy when they first see him. He hopes the person at the door is new.

He could... no, he should not see the opportunity and be tempted by it. They are adults; they are Deputy and Guardian of Attleton. Public image and respectability and all that.

But the Thai place must have gotten a new delivery boy, going by the startled squawk-yelp coming from the door and Mr Bond isn't doing anything to hold his interest right now.

"Kay, darling," he calls, his voice pitched a lot more seductive than he would ever be when shouting around strangers for real, "hurry up, will you? I'm naked and feeling lonely!"

Adulting is such a relative thing, more so now that they're in the privacy of their home.

There's another high pitched yelp and some incoherent words being uttered The exchange sadly ends rather quickly because the poor delivery guy doesn't seem to want to stay more than necessary.

"You so did that on purpose," Kay says accusatory, coming back with the food one the delivery guy has left. Then he pauses and raises a hand for Cassian to high five him. "You should have seen the kid's face. It was priceless."

The droids make sure to leave him a good tip, for his troubles.

Cassian shoots him a haughty look which is only half in jest, even as he obediently high fives him. "Of course I did it on purpose, I'm a spy!"

A proper one, not like the one in the movie. Way better than the spy in the movie, even if the movie spy does fight very well, he'll give him that.

"Next time we're watching one of these movies, we are watching the one with the spy my circus costume was based on. The red catsuit I wore, remember?" Whole murder circus aside, it had been a good costume, what with being the outfit in which he had gotten to kiss Kay.

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"How many times do you think we can we pull this on then before the delivery place catches on? I have calculated the chances of success fall on another 3 or 4 times but it depends on them getting new staff."

Kay gives Cassian a small nod at his complaining about spies as if to say 'yeah, yeah I know' and handles him the bags of food. He made sure to feed and keep the pets and pokemon looked away from the living room but you never knew when they were going to show up if they smelled food.

"I would never forget about that one." There's no mouth on Kay's robotic face but it's pretty clear he would be leering if he had it.

Mouth or not, Cassian notices the leer and chuckles at it, cheeks heating up a little.

"I would hope so," he mock grumbles as he sits down and elbows Kay's side. Gently, since elbowing him hard would only hurt his own poor bones. He lines up the cardboard boxes and unwraps the tinfoil, nibbling on a moo ping skewer and flashing Kay another smirk. "I think I like having dinner with you better when you're like this. Means I don't have to share." Another nibble. "But yeah, we might have to shake it up, traumatize other takeouts to give the Thai place time to cycle through delivery people."

Or... they could just not. But where would be the challenge in that?

Kay will behave tonight and keep his hands to himself as Cassian eats and they watch the movies. But that doesn't mean he can't enjoy past sexy memories.

"Lucky you, I won't be stealing your dumplings." And he won't be able to kiss Cassian and notice the spicy lingering taste in his tongue, which is a shame. Kay makes himself comfortable on the touch next to Cassian and seems to give the suggestion a thought. "There's a new Italian place in Genessia...."

"I kind of like it when you steal them." Especially when the food theft is followed by a kiss, and one kiss turns into many more.

With one of the cardboard boxes on his lap, he leans back against Kay, safely cuddled against him, one strong droid arm tugged around his waist. "Alright, so the Italian place is our next target," he says between bites of food. "I've already got an idea or two..."

But for now he is happy to complain about the movie and let Kay's warmth seep into him while he nibbles on his food. It's pretty much a perfect night, really.

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A quiet night in

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/tags back like....arrives 15 minutes later with staarbucks

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I laughed so much at this tag

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