Something Old, Something Blue

[feckinboomstick]

Who: Cassian and Tannusen
What: Jibber jabber about weddings
When: Early afternoon
Where: Cassian's Subgate
Warning: None yet!

Well, planning had to happen eventually. Guest lists, who could and definitely could not come, food, place to have the entire ceremony, who the hell was going to officiate the fucking thing.

Could he officiate his own wedding?

He didn't know it wasn't like priests were allowed to get married anyway. Then again, what was actually important was all the paper work and legal nonsense-

He needed a drink.

A drink and a chance to sit down and talk with Tannusen.

It was, really, more than just general plotting of various, important marriage matters, he'd something to give the other man too.

No need to call him when he was still in the house, the priest calling out at some point in the day-

"Oi! Tannusen, ye awake?"

If he wasn't, well that was about to be fixed, wasn't it?

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[feckinboomstick]

He's doing his damn best not to look embarrassed here.

"Ye cook, I figured it'd be useful if ye had an apron about. What since ye have a love of steak and a love of nice clothes."

[black_black_heart]

"That's adorable," Tannusen chuckled, and slipped the apron on over his head before swinging himself up onto one knee and throwing the other over Cassian's lap to straddle him. ...Whelp. "How's it look?" Did you think he was going to stop flirting for more than two seconds there, Cassian?

[feckinboomstick]

He saw this coming, he knew this was coming, this was definitely coming.

And he turned bright pink anyway, puffing up for just a second-

"..."

And then deflating, slowly, as if remembering who he was talking to, and what the relationship was now.

"Tannusen, ye could make a potato sack look beautiful."

[black_black_heart]

"Is that so?" Tannusen purred, lifting his hands to cup Cassian's blushing face. "Tie the back for me?"

That blush is interesting. Surely it's not entirely from having Tannusen straddle his lap...? The tiger's teasing, yes, but also paying close attention.

[feckinboomstick]

Tie it back.

Okay.

"Aye, sure." No doubt he felt burning hot under Tannusen's hands, the color just barely starting to seep to the tips of his ears now as his expression refused to budge from calm, casual interest.

TOTALLY FINE.

"Of course it's so, ye look lovely in anythin', I've yet to see otherwise."

[black_black_heart]

Tannusen was plenty close enough for Cassian to reach around him to tie a bow, which was the whole point in the request.

"So you wanted to talk about the wedding, and gave me an apron. Are you trying to make a respectable cat out of me?"

[feckinboomstick]

He leaned in, mere inches from Tannusen's face as he went to blindly tie the apron. It didn't matter, he certainly could not say he minded being this close in the slightest.

"And put ye in a box? Never."

[black_black_heart]

That was a far sweeter response than the witty banter Tannusen had expected to get in return, and as soon as the priest was done tying the apron the tiger moved to kiss him.

[feckinboomstick]

It was a surprise, but by no means an unwelcome one, and after a mere second to collect himself, Tannusen was kissed back, Cassian lazily draping his arms over his shoulders.

[black_black_heart]

Tannusen took his time with the kissing, and when it came to a natural conclusion he leaned his forehead against Cassian's for a moment.

"So what else is there to plan? What the strippers start off wearing?"

[feckinboomstick]

One hand moved to rest lightly at the back of Tannusen's neck, threading his fingers again gently through his hair.

"Tannusen." Dick.

"Don't show up naked, either."

[black_black_heart]

"Would I ever do that?"

The answer is yes, yes he would.

[feckinboomstick]

"Aye, ye would, a hundred percent, and ye'd wrap your todger in a bow too, I know ye."

[black_black_heart]

"My, what a vivid imagination you have," Tannusen grinned, "I guess I'll just have to do something more subtle." Uh oh.

[feckinboomstick]

"Don't ye dare, Tannusen, save your wickedness for after the ceremony."

[black_black_heart]

And up went Tannusen's eyebrows. "Oh really? That almost sounds like an invitation."

[feckinboomstick]

"After the ceremony, ye'll find out, won't ye? But ye won't learn a thing if ye forget your manners."

[black_black_heart]

"I suppose I can attempt to behave. Mostly." Tannusen siiiighed, sounding suitably long-suffering about it. "Just for you, gorgeous."

[feckinboomstick]

"And we'll all hope to God it won't kill before the end of the night. We'll send the guests off as early as possible."

[black_black_heart]

Tannusen just chuckled at that, and shifted to sit beside Cassian again, leaning his head against the human's shoulder.