Casey is a little relieved when the geek is smiling when he comes in. He gives him a little wave and makes a point let his eyes look over the younger man. Morgan was near by and caught the glance, like he hoped. He smirks and walks close to the desk as he makes his way out back.
"Morning." Chuck's smiling, but he notices his hand is gripping his coffee a little tight.
"Hey." He hikes his bag up on his shoulder and checks out his rear as he passes. Morgan gives him a curious glance. He hears them whispering when he's further. He spends the rest of the day selling products while casting longing glances at the mop of hair behind the desk. He notices Morgan watching him so he decides to walk over to Chuck. The geek is looking over a computer so Casey steps in close to him, just enough so the kid can feel his heat. Chuck jumps a little, but he also notices he leans into him, just slightly.
"Want to have lunch with me?" He says it quietly but he knows the little elf is somewhere close by. He breathes in the scent of the geek before he realizes what he's doing, but he smells so freaking good.
"Sure, where?" Chucks turned around now and leans against the desk, putting just a little more distance between them.
"How about the cafe down the street, the one with the apple pie you like?" The kid has a goofy smile and finds it's somehow contagious. Though, Chuck wouldn't be smiling if he'd known Casey learned it from the cameras. Chuck spoke highly of the place with Morgan and his sister.
"Sounds good." He looks at his watch, 12:03, close enough. He steps away from the heat, and the intoxicating scent of mangoes the asset is always surrounded by. Must be his shampoo. He looks over at a wide eyed Morgan and gives him a wink before leaving the store with Chuck. He resists the urge to hold his hand, he'll let the younger man issue those moments.
They choose a seat way in the the back and he sees Chuck's hands are shaking just slightly. He wonders if he's nervous or scared. He looks at his eyes and see no fear.. maybe anticipation? The slight flush on the kids face makes Casey smirk, this could be fun. He chose to sit next to him instead of across and he slides in close.
"So, what happened with Sarah?" Chuck asks as he looks over the menu. He knew he would ask that again sooner or later.
"Don't know, just know she's on a mission in South America." He answer honestly. He orders a turkey sandwich and iced tea when the waiter comes. Of course Chuck order's a Pepsi and some messy sounding sandwich with extra mayo. Where the hell does he put it?
"So why the sudden switch?" He asks, tongue catching the straw before taking a sip. Casey really wished he hadn't seen that. Brief images of Chucks tongue curling around his erection, cheeks flush.
"Uh." Casey clears his throat. "NSA wants their agent involved, but they didn't want to bring in a new agent. You're stuck with me kid." He smirks at him.
"I'm not gay you know." He says right as the waiter brings over the food. The guy gives Chuck and once over and smirks.
"Maybe the government took your friendship with Morgan a little differently."
"Oh come on.. that's just not right." He scrunchies his nose and Casey find that rather adorable. Christ...adorable shouldn't even be in his vocabulary.
"Besides, I'd go for an older guy, someone bigger than me if I were gay." He says and blushes instantly realizing that Casey is both of those things.
"Well I'd go for someone younger." He leans a little closer "Some one with long legs that I can wrap around me." A little closer and now he's speaking into the younger man's ear. Chuck's shoulder is pressed against him. "Someone slim." He makes his voice deeper and allows his mouth to catch the shell of the man's ear. Chuck shivers and he pulls away with a smile.
The rest of their break is in silence, though it's not completely awkward. Chuck makes a point to brush against him when he can. He also licks his fingers clean after eating, which as you can image brought Casey's mind running. Chuck decides to one up him and leans in to swipe some mustard off Chuck's cheek. He sucks it off his thumb with a slight groan, that's got the kids attention. Casey smirks and leaves the table to pay their tab.
The rest of the day goes by quickly and he gives Chuck a wink every time he looks his way. He loves seeing his cheeks flush and can't wait to see what he'd look like after... he stops that thought there. This was a cover, not a real relationship.
When he and Chuck are gathering their stuff from the locker room he sees Morgan again, seems the imp's stalking them. Casey moves in behind Chuck, nearly pressed against his backside. He loves the shiver that goes through the geek every time he's this close. It was going to be very difficult to resist bedding the younger man. He didn't think he could, especially since he seemed interested. He brushes some curls out of the way of his ear, finding it hard to resist combing his fingers through his soft hair.
"Come over tonight, I'll make you dinner." He says close to his ear. He loves being close to him, able to breathe in his scent. He brushes his fingers over his slim neck, just barely touching. He hears Chuck's quick intake of breath.
"Hey buddy, we still on for game night." Morgan's voice is like nails on a chalk board, he wishes he could strangle him every time he opens his mouth. Neither man moves away from each other but Casey stops caressing him.
"I, um." Chuck stammers, cheeks brushed with light pink.
"Meet you at the car." He smiles and kisses Chuck's cheek before leaving the two to talk. Morgan glares at him and he just smiles back at him. He leaves quickly, not really wanting to hear what the they have to say to each other.
He's waiting nearly fifteen minutes before the geek finally arrives. He looks flushed and a little angry. He slams the door a little when he closes it.
"What the hell Casey?" He growls out when Casey's in the car.
"What? Now he knows, we need a cover story."
"You could have let me talk to him first!" He sighs loudly and presses his forehead to the steering wheel. "Thought we'd keep it casual for a bit." He mumbles
"Well kid, we don't have time. We have our first mission next week as a couple." He goes to put a hand on his shoulder but he brushes him off.
"For this to work you have to stop calling me kid." He glares at Casey's grunt. He rolls his eyes and drives them back to their apartments. He knows he's still angry at him when the trip back is in silence. Casey grabs his wrist when he goes to leave the car.
"Look, I know the situation isn't ideal and I'm sorry. I'm sure I could convince them to set you up with the new female CIA agent if it'd be easier." He doesn't even know why he's bothering with being nice to him. It's not likely the NSA will change their mind about this. They'd give Chuck the option of this or a bunker without sunlight.
"I'm not mad at you... and it's fine just..." He lets out a deep sigh.
"Morgan had it out with me. He's also all little confused that I'd be going out with a guy all of sudden. I mean his knows about the random flings I had in high school. He also doesn't like me dating someone old..er and terminator like, his words not mine." He doesn't look the agent in the eye.
"It doesn't matter, beside you can't be that much older." He notices Chuck looking at the lines around his eyes trying to guess his age.
"Little over 13 year, but you like older men." That gave him the blush he was so fond of.
"Well, I'm going to change. I'll meet you at your place." He says almost as quickly as he leaves the car. Casey smirks to himself, yeah he definitely liked this situation better.