AN: For realz though, are you guys actually enjoying the story? I am getting good feedback from a few peeps but no constructive criticism or anything like that so I am a bit wary. I honestly don't think I write that well.

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or any of the characters. Just the random plot bunnies that my mind creates.

Chapter Warnings: Language, alcohol, sexual innuendos

Pairing: Ash x Gary

Chapter 27 - Undercover

With Vermillion in sight, Gary reaches down to pull the two rings from his pocket. Sliding the larger one on his left ring finger, he grabs his partner's hand to put the smaller ring on his matching finger. He smirks as the raven stiffens against him. Leaning forward, he whispers in the raven's ear.

"I do."

He chuckles at the hard smack directed at his thigh. Staring at the shining black and silver on their hands, he can't help but marvel at the two pieces of metal. For just props, they are very well done and fit perfectly. I wonder how they know our ring sizes…

Both rings were quite simple in design. They appear to be made of steel. Various black bands wrap around the center of each ring. Ash's ring has a small ruby embedded in the middle of the black band, flush with the outer edge, since he is wearing the female version.

It strangely suits him.

With a flurry of wing beats, Pidgeot lands on the pier. To their left, the hulking body of the S.S. Anne looms above them. He can already make out various people wandering around on the main deck high above them. He jumps down from the flyer and offers a hand towards his partner. With a slight glare, Ash takes his hand as he jumps down. Gary offers a small smirk in return.

Come on Ashy-boy. We have to be in character already.

Slinging his duffle over his shoulder, he waits patiently as Ash recalls Pidgeot and picks up his own bag. Taking the tan hand into his own, he smirks at the small blush that forms on the raven's face. Well at least that particular habit of his will play in our favor.

The duo make their way to the bridge where a small line has already formed. Gary digs the tickets and their fake trainer ID's out from his pocket. A perky brunette sitting at a foldable table greets them in front of the plank. A laptop sits in front of her on the table with boxes of folders taking up the remainder of the space as well as the ground behind her.

"Welcome to the S.S. Anne! Tickets and identification please."

With a charming smile in place, Gary hands over their tickets and ID's. She smiles back and looks down to enter their information in the computer.

"Are you with the wedding?"

Gary quickly shakes his head and lifts his hands showing his ring as well as Ash's whose hand is still trapped in his grip. He smiles wider.

"Honeymoon actually. We had our own wedding last week."

The woman stood up to shake both of their hands offering them congratulations. Gary smiles at the redness on his partner's face. Cute.

"Well that explains why you two booked one of the Honeymoon Suites! Here's the packet with information on the S.S. Anne and all the events that will be happening over the next week. Your room keys are inside as well. Enjoy your voyage Mr. and Mr. Aspen! And don't worry about any noise. All the Honeymoon Suites are soundproof."

The woman winks at them. Gary smirks at the gesture and the confused look on his partner's face. He takes the folder and ID's back before they make their way onto the ship. They shake hands with the portly Captain and various other ship workers as they make their way across the deck. He catalogs every little detail he can without looking overly suspicious.

Most of the sailors here look like thugs to be honest. No wonder the police were so suspicious. They are certainly playing the roughness factor down well with all these fake, cheery smiles though. I almost believe them.

Following the signs towards their floor, they take various sets of stairs and elevators all around the ship. He tries to keep a mental picture of the ship as they wander around trying to find their room. Green eyes appear to scan a painting on the wall of a ship sailing through a horde of rampaging Gyarados but in actuality, they are locked on the camera in the corner.

This ship is a fucking maze. No way we will be able to find out how to get anywhere. Especially with cameras every 15 feet.

A floor below theirs, they see a roped off area that says "Crew Only" on the wall. Several plain metal doors can be seen beyond the rope before the hallway turns around the corner. Interesting. Green eyes meet brown in understanding. They are definitely going to check that out later.

Finally finding their room, he takes a key out of the folder and unlocks their door. Heading inside, he freezes as he takes in the luxurious room. In the main area, a large king size bed takes up most of the space. He can tell from here that the sheets are black satin and there is a fluffy red comforter folded on top. A tray with various lotions, creams, and massage oils sits on the bed. Two dark wood nightstands stand guard on either side. Across from the bed, there is a large mirror taking up most of the wall over a small ledge that has the telephone, glasses, wine and champagne in a cooler, among other amenities. A large dimmed circular recessed light takes up most of the ceiling with smaller recessed lights fanning out around it.

Behind the main room, is a smaller sitting room with a sliding glass door that leads outside. A black leather couch rests against the wall with a modern glass and metal table sitting in front of it. A large flat screen TV hangs on the wall across from the couch. A small mini fridge sits in the corner. Thick white curtains are tied together at the sides to show the massive sliding glass doors that overlook the water in the port. Fancy lights and abstract paintings decorate the walls.

Peeking into the bathroom, green eyes widen at the large Jacuzzi bathtub next to an extravagant marble tiled shower. To the right, a closet with a electronic lock box and extra towels, pillows and blankets. A large mirror and double sink take up the remaining wall.

"Holy fucking shit. This is super fancy. Mission or not, I am so going to enjoy this."

Dropping his bag against the wall, he moves the tray of various moisturizers to the nightstand warily. He drops onto the bed with a happy sigh. Green eyes lazily follow his partner as the raven slowly makes his way around the room staring at his comms set as he points it at random spots on the wall and various objects.

"What are you doing Ashy-boy?"

A finger held to lips for silence answers his query. Closing his eyes once more, he patiently waits for the raven to finish checking the room. Hearing the tell-tale sign of a pokeball opening, he looks to his left to see Larvitar walking around the room in awe at the lavish set up. With a quiet chuckle, he lets Eevee out to join the little rock skin pokemon.

He turns onto his side as Ash sits on the bed. The raven puts the comms set back into one of the pockets on his pants as he lays back on the bed with a tired sigh.

"There are no bugs or cameras in the room."

Gary snorts in amusement. I knew that already.

"Ash this is the Honeymoon Suite. There wouldn't be any cameras or bugs in here for the same reason that the room is soundproof. The honeymooners usually spend their whole time in their room, or more exactly the bed, except for when they are hungry or want to check out the ship."

A slight glare is sent his way. The raven fidgets on the bed. I don't blame him. It's a little weird to share a bed where a bunch of people before us have been doing the dirty. At least the sheets are clean. Rolling onto his stomach, he buries his head into a soft pillow. Feeling fluffy fur on his hand, he pulls Eevee into his side where she snuggles against him.

"I can see why the military picked this room for us even though it was probably super expensive. We don't have to do any obligatory activities to appear less suspicious. Actually, it's probably better for our cover to not go out as much. Plus it's soundproof so their is no worry about being overheard and there is plenty of space for the pokemon as well. It will be hard to sneak around at night though. I saw a shit ton of cameras in the main hallways."

The raven nods his head at his observations as he pets Larvitar who is lying next to Eevee. The hand pauses as his partner looks at him curiously.

"Are pokemon allowed to be out on the ship?"

Gary shrugs his shoulders the best he can while laying down. Reaching down to grab the folder off the top of his bag, he tosses it to his partner. Green eyes slip closed once more. He falls asleep to the sound of shuffling papers.

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Green eyes slowly open to a growling stomach and the gentle rocking of the boat. Must be out of port already.

Turning towards his right, he sees Ash leaning against the headboard with the folder of information propped up on bent knees. The raven is writing something on the various sheets of paper.

"How long was I asleep for?"

The raven glances toward the clock on his nightstand before turning back towards him.

"Little over an hour I think."

Humming in acknowledgement, he stretches and sits up to peer at what Ash is working on. His partner hands him a few pieces of paper that he must already be done with. The first is a list of events. Stars are written in next to the two mega deck parties, tour of the ship, a "meet the crew" event, as well as various couple events.

Smart. This way we will be able to mingle with the other couples as well as learn more about the ship and crew.

The second sheet is an emergency plan. Ash marked which of the emergency exits were the most viable and closest to the positions of the their room and the locations of each event. Extremely helpful in case their cover is blown and they have to make a quick getaway.

The remaining papers such as where to eat and shop as well as any general information on the cruise were left untouched. Setting the stack off to the side, he leans closer to his partner to see a detailed layout of the ship. Various locations are marked with ink such as the hallway that was marked "Crew Only" as well as several other locations in the hull that look too big to not have a room listed.

"Well you have certainly been busy Ashy-boy."

The raven snorts at the comment and rolls his brown eyes. Ash gives a pointed look at the spot where he had been asleep moments before.

"This is a mission Gary. Not a vacation. Someone has to take this seriously."

Ash goes back to the paper in front of him once more. Pouting at the slight jab, Gary leans against the headboard and watches Ash circle another room on the drawing.

"Why can't we just finish the mission in a few days and enjoy the rest of the voyage? We deserve a break after all the shit we have been through recently. And if we finish and leave early, the Commander will just have another mission waiting for us, and I am supposed to rest and heal you know."

Grinning at the annoyed look on his partner's face, he climbs out of bed and slides his room key into his pocket. Hearing the rumbling of his stomach, the raven sighs and follows him out the door in search for food.

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Sitting at a small two person table in one of the many eating areas, Gary glances around at the other guests as he waits for Ash to finish eating. He already has food set aside for his pokemon. Apparently the ship has events pokemon can participate in but due to their "destructive and violent tendencies," they are to remain in their pokeballs otherwise.

Just shows how much humans suck at training pokemon if they don't have proper military training. It's a miracle that people still want to be trainers with how dangerous it is if you haven't been trained to defend yourself.

Seeing a few confused looks directed towards him and his partner, he looks back towards Ash curiously. He isn't doing anything weird. Just eating quietly like he does whenever he's really hungry. Green eyes widen in understanding. We have barely spoken since sitting down. Honeymooners wouldn't do that right? They would be super excited about events going on and other couple-y things they would want to do.

Reaching into his back pocket, he pulls out the event guide he placed there before they left. Just as he was about to strike up a conversation to save their cover, a loud beeping echoes over the speakers of the ship.

"Attention guests aboard the S.S. Anne. This is the Captain speaking. We have just picked up reports of a rather large storm that has apparently appeared in the West. It will reach us late tonight. For your safety, we are cancelling all activities, shops and restaurants after 10 PM. Once again, for your safety, we are cancelling all activities and shops after 10 PM due to an approaching storm. Please return to your rooms at that time. They are the safest place for all of you during rough weather. I will send out another announcement if the situation changes. Thank you for your patience and understanding. I hope you all enjoy your evening. Thank you for sailing with us."

Gary smirks at his partner. Perfect. That will be the best time to search the ship.

Standing fluidly, he bows slightly at his waist and reaches out to the raven who hesitantly takes the offered hand. Gary pulls Ash close to him and slides his free arm around his waist. Leaning close, he makes sure to speak up loud enough for the nearby tables to hear without it being obvious.

"Well, hon. If we are trapped in our room all night, we might as well break that bed in, huh?"

A furious blush dances across the raven's face as Gary unleashes a full powered seductive gaze at his partner. He darts his eyes to the right toward the nearby spectators. Catching on quickly, Ash nods and hurries to grab the tray of extra food for the pokemon. With his arm still around Ash's waist, the duo head back upstairs in a rush.

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Once they are safely back into their room, Ash releases Pidgeot and Larvitar to eat. He looks around quickly before stepping into the bathroom. He looks at the tub with a critical eye before he turns the knob to fill it up. It should be just big enough for Lapras to fit in. Once the tub is halfway full, he releases the transport pokemon into the water. He frowns at the sad look on the pokemon's face.

"Don't worry Lapras. I will let you roam out in the ocean once you eat okay?"

Smiling at the happy keen the water pokemon responds with, he lays out her bowl near the edge of the tub. Stepping back out into the bedroom, he sees the other pokemon happily eating throughout the room. Gary is sitting on their bed looking over the notes he made earlier.

Brown eyes glance towards the clock. 7:30 PM. Plenty of time to plan the mission before the storm hits.Directing his gaze outside, he sees a miraculous sunset over the edge of the horizon causing the rolling waves to take on various shades of red and orange. Not a cloud in sight.

Sitting down on the large bed, he gazes at the ship layout.

"We should focus on that "Crew Only" section tonight. With the storm, they will be running all over the ship trying to keep it working properly so they most likely will not be there. We will be hard pressed to cover the hull in one go since it is such a large area."

The brunet nods slowly at his words. They sit in silence for several moments until Gary points out the "Crew Only" hallway once more. A slim finger runs over the length of the hallway just beyond the corner they were looking at previously. The hallway is bare except for one long glass wall that overlooks the sea.

"Why rope a hallway off if there is nothing here? It would be great sightseeing for those who don't want to go up on deck since it connects one of the hallways that leads to the dining area and the main staircase. Plus I definitely remember seeing doors when we walked by but they aren't listed on the map. Something fishy is definitely going on."

Remembering the report of how the police suspect that dealings happen at night, Ash hesitantly glances outside once more. Still no clouds. He speaks up with brown eyes locked on the Western horizon.

"Gary...there are no clouds yet. What if all this is just a lie to get people off the deck for the crew to make the deal without anyone seeing?"

Tapping fingers cause him to turn to look at the brunet. Glazed green eyes are looking out towards the darkening sky. He can practically see the different scenarios and calculations running through his partner's head.

Gary always was the strategist between the two of them.

"I don't know about that. If they said a storm is coming, there probably is. Otherwise they will have to deal with a bunch of angry passengers tomorrow about the cancelled events. However...it's a possibility they are using the storm as cover for an illegal drop...We're going to have to plan accordingly either way."

Ash waits patiently for whatever plan his partner has come up with. Gary has always made the best plans. Simple and easy to follow. Taking into account any possible contingencies.

After all this time and so many successful missions, the fact that they are still alive speaks wonders of how well Gary can strategize.

"Alright...here's what we will do. Once it is dark, we will have Lapras and Kingler patrol on either side of the ship. With the oncoming storm, the ship will have to slow down from the waves anyway. If they spot anything, they will pop up under our balcony where Pidgeot is waiting. With her eyes, she will be able to pick up on Lapras and Kingler as well as anything else that approaches. Haunter will be waiting with her and can come find us easily enough since he can go through walls and is basically invisible at night anyway. Eevee will be out with us. Her hearing is good enough that we can avoid any of the crew running around."

Ash runs the plan through his mind several times. They will search the ship as the pokemon keep up a search grid. That's a good idea.

Nodding in assent, he turns to address the pokemon but see them all watching them attentively. Already listening and aware of their part in the plan.He nods again before heading to the bathroom to give Lapras her orders.

Upon returning, he digs through his bag to pull out his equipment for the night. A change of clothes, night vision glasses designed to look like sunglasses, his comms set and his Ka-Bar. We are going to have to be extra careful. I only have one weapon. Gary has two if he brought the butterfly knife I gave him. If we get caught inside the ship, we're screwed.

The duo wait impatiently for the storm to strike the lone ship.

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Switching out his blue jeans for a black pair similar to Gary's and his white shirt for a dark blue one in order to blend in more with the shadows, Ash quickly changes as a loud peal of thunder echoes throughout the ship. Ka-Bar strapped to his torso underneath his t-shirt, he waits at the door for his partner while he slides on his black gloves.

The brunet takes one last glance around the room to make sure they have everything they need. Ash watches in confusion as Gary pauses and walks towards the ledge across from the huge bed. Brows raise as the brunet fills a flask with vodka and slides it into his back pocket. He opens his mouth to ask what the hell he was doing but is quickly silenced by a quick shake of his partner's head.

"In case we get caught."

Ash nods slowly. Whatever. I don't want to know. Pidgeot squawks from her place just inside the balcony doors. Haunter floats nearby chuckling eerily to itself. He had already released Lapras and Kingler into the ocean below a while ago. Eevee waits patiently by the door for her trainer.

Just as they were about to open the door, the room goes dark. Did the ship just lose power? The duo quickly slide their night vision glasses on. He can see a wide smirk plastered on the brunet's face.

"So much for the security cameras."

Ash smiles in return. The trio quickly exits and race down the hallway. Determined to reach their destination before the emergency power kicks back on.

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Gary quickly leads the way down a level and towards their destination. He turns right and rushes under the rope that cuts the hallway in half. A sudden tilt of the ship causes him to catch his balance on the nearby wall.

Damn. No wonder the events were cancelled. Even we can barely walk with these waves and we probably have the best reflexes on this ship.

Sliding along the wall, wary of another sudden lurch, Gary looks out the large window. Roiling blackness spreads out as far as he can see. Rain pelts the thick glass. Water slides down the plane to join the turbulent waters far below them.

Reaching the first door in the hallway, he reaches out to check the handle. The latch remains frozen in place. Stepping to the side, he keeps an eye on the hallway as Ash squats down to pick the lock.

Hearing the soft thumps of tumblers turning into place, he turns to see the raven slowly peeking into the room. With a slight jerk of his hand, Eevee rushes between Ash's legs and into the room. He waits patiently for his pokemon to do a quick sweep of the room.

Hearing a soft yip, Ash pushes the door open further. The duo slip in and quickly scan the dark room. Various stacks of crates are scattered all over the room. A bright flash of light causes him to stiffen and turn around sharply, pulling out the Ka-Bar stashed under his shirt. Green eyes lock on the little rock pokemon at his partner's feet that is staring at him curiously.

Huffing in annoyance, he returns the heavy blade to its hiding place. Turning to his left, he carefully lifts the top off the nearest crate. Green eyes narrow at empty wooden box. Moving the wooden container, he opens the one under it to find another empty one.

"Are all of these empty?" He asks annoyed. Why lock a room full of empty boxes?

Turning towards his partner, he sees the raven shrug in confusion. The duo quickly make their way throughout the room, opening box after box. They find nothing. Not even a scrap of paper or trash.

With a sigh, Gary turns and leans against the wall. The report must be right. If they are carting illegal materials, they must pick them up at sea and not port. These crates are obviously for transport. We just left port, so there is no way the crates were packed with food or something for this cruise.

He silently watches the two pokemon wander around sniffing various containers. Brows furrow as the pokemon poke with confusion at the boxes in front of them. They sniff all over the box and look inside as if expecting to find something but find nothing.

Large brown eyes look up towards him from the floor. Eevee reaches forward to paw at the box and yips quietly. Do they smell something in the boxes? Or maybe some kind of residue from whatever they were used for last?

He jumps as a quiet cry and a thump resonate through the small room. He looks to the right to see a box moving around on the ground. He stands upright to move over to the moving object but Ash beats him there. His partner picks the crate up revealing Larvitar covered in some kind of white powder. It sneezes causing a small cloud of the substance to disperse. He must have accidently knocked one of the crates onto himself. Where did that powder come from though?

Walking closer to Ash, he peers inside the box to see a loose board at the bottom of the crate. Moving the board slightly, he peers inside and sees a small hidden compartment containing the remainder of the powder. He leans closer to his partner to whisper in his ear.

"They are smuggling drugs as well. All of these crates must have hidden bottoms. That's why the pokemon were so confused about how they could smell something but couldn't see anything inside the supposedly empty crates."

"But what is it though?" Ash asks confused as he hands him the box so his hands were free to help his pokemon.

Hearing a small thump, the duo look over to see Larvitar sitting on the ground swaying slightly. Fuck he must have inhaled some of whatever this is.

"Ash, call Larvitar back. I think he inhaled some. No more will get in his system if he is inside his pokeball. We shouldn't let him back out until we know what this is."

Nodding quickly, the raven recalls the drugged pokemon and puts the ball back on his belt. Ash goes to knock the loose board back into place. Gary reaches out and grabs his arm, halting the movement.

"Wait...there is already powder on the floor. We won't be able to clean everything up. We should leave the crate turned over. That way it will look as if it fell over because of the storm. As long as we don't leave any footprints, we will be fine."

Nodding once more in understanding, the raven lowers the crate back to the floor, leaving it laying on its side. Gary squats down to check to make sure there are no prints in the spilt powder. Looking carefully, he sees the outline of a small paw print. Looking toward the evolution pokemon, he notices the slight dusty look on her front right paw. When she brings the paw up to sniff the substance, he quickly hisses and shakes his head. She follows the unspoken order hesitantly. I know she hates being dirty but at least we have a sample now. I should have brought an extra container or something.

Blowing gently on the edge of the pile, the paw print disappears. He stands quickly and moves to pick up Eevee to prevent her from leaving a trail. He walks over to the nearest crate and nudges a plank out of place in the bottom. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small tracking device. It's black and shaped like a tiny pill. Hopefully they won't notice this.

Dropping the device into the powder, he fixes the plank and shakes the box lightly to mix up the tracker and powder. Moving back towards the door with Ash behind him, he reaches out for the handle. He pauses upon seeing a small flickering strip of light underneath the door. Fuck the power must be trying to turn back on.

Motioning towards the slip of light, they remove their sunglasses turned night vision devices and place them on top of their heads. He looks down at the pokemon in his arms.

"Eevee can you hear anyone nearby?"

They remain silent as long brown ears twitch and turn trying to pick up any sounds that nearby crew members would make. Several long tense moments later, the long ears press against her head and she yips sadly. Must be hard to hear over the storm. Doing this the old fashioned way then. He gives her head a quick pat before returning her to her pokeball in order to save their sample.

The duo slide out into the quiet hallway. Ash squats down to relock the door. The lights struggle to kick on overhead. Generators working overtime to get the emergency lights activated. Luckily the camera's won't be on until the rest of the power is back.

Just as the lock clicks back into place, thudding steps echo around the corner from down the hallway that leads to the main staircase. Shit.

Gary quickly grabs Ash's arm and pulls him at a dead sprint in the opposite direction towards the dining hall. He keeps his steps light and soft to avoid as much noise as possible that could possibly give them away. Stopping briefly at the corner, green eyes subtly peek around the corner but are greeted with another empty hallway.

Sliding under the rope and around the corner, he pulls the raven into the middle of the hallway and starts jogging once more. Frantically scanning for somewhere to hide. He tenses as the footsteps grow louder. Fuck this guy must be huge to be so freaking loud. He is going to find us at this rate. Fuck.

Quickly letting go of Ash's arm, he rips his jacket off and ties it quickly around his waist, just above the Ka-Bar to cover up any possible bulge in the fabric. He motions for Ash to do the same as he pulls the flask out from his pocket. Taking a large swig of the burning liquid, he pours a small amount on his hands and wipes it on his face. He pours a larger amount into his hands again and tosses it at Ash's face. He covers the raven's mouth as he sputters at the sudden attack of liquid. Removing his hand, he upends the flask in his partner's mouth, forcing him to swallow the rest.

"Hurry up and get on my back. Act drunk as fuck and that you want nothing more to go to bed. It's our only chance."

Squatting down with his arms behind him, he braces himself. Ash quickly hops on and slides loose arms over his shoulders. Gary slides his arms under his partner's thighs and stands quickly. He can feel Ash adjusting himself on his back in order to lay his head on his shoulder. Black silky strands tickle his neck. His nose wrinkles at the sharp smell of the alcohol coming from the raven. He quickly rushes further down the hall before slowing to a staggering walk.

Hearing the rapid breathing of the raven, his own picks up slightly. Heart hammering in anticipation. He takes a deep breath and forces a lazy grin onto his face. The thudding stomps pause and pick up tempo. Here he comes.

"Hey! Stop right there! What are you two doing? You should have been in your rooms hours ago."

Playing to character, Gary stumbles to a stop and slowly turns around. He tilts his head to the side and squints at the large burly man in front of him as if he can't see straight. He makes sure to blink twice before answering the man, keeping his voice slow, deep and slightly slurred.

"I'm sorry Mr. Sailor sir, buttt we are a bit lost. We were gettin' drinks at the place with the fancy bar and all the lights, but they made us leave, and we were wanderin' around and tryin' to find our room, but there's just sooooo many freaking turns that we wound up all the way over there where we had dinner before we went to get drinks and got lost and stuff."

He flings his arm out to the dining room on the right and starts moving it around in jerky movements while relaying his story. At least this is how our comrades acted that one time someone snuck alcohol into our barracks after a mission.

"But my husband had wayyyy too much to drink and kept distractin' me, you know how that is."

He wiggles his eyebrows at the now confused sailor. He can barely follow what I am saying. Good.

"And then, and then, we found this nice little corner where we stayed for a little bit to have some fun, but then it got really dark, so we stayed longer cuz we obviously couldn't go anywhere. This ship is too damn big! Why did you have to make it so big?! And now it's not dark anymores, so we are going back to our room to continue having some more fun, but I can't find it, and he is getting heavy, and I'm tired!"

Gary finishes his long speech with an angry glare and heavy sigh. He sends a desperate look towards the hesitant sailor who is viewing them with apprehension. Thankfully, Ash chooses this moment to moan out pitifully. He stiffens as corded arms tighten around him and a hard, warm body presses closer to his. The raven moans again and nuzzles his head into his neck.

"Garyyyyy. You promiseddd. I wanna feel you already. Let's play some more."

He chuckles at the pleading tone, his own voice somewhat high pitched. Geez where the hell did that come from? He can feel his heart rate skyrocket. Breath coming out in soft pants. Fuck.

Feeling a sharp pain on his neck, he groans in discomfort and winces. Did he just fucking bite me?

The sailor, apparently having enough of the show, quickly walks over and motions for them to follow. Gary follows slowly behind, willing to keep his body in check. He can still feel his partner's hot breath wash over his neck. At least he stopped grinding against me.

He speeds up at the sight of the elevator. The sailor had already pushed the "Up" button and is waiting next to the door with his arms crossed and face turned away. Steadily ignoring them. Ash moans once more causing both him and the sailor to tense up. Damn it Ash. That's enough. He is taking us back already!

Hearing a soft chuckle muffled against his neck, he squeezes the raven's leg as hard as he can. He's doing this on purpose?! Damn fucker!

"Do you remember which room you are in?"

Rattling off their room number, the sailor presses the correct floor once they step into the elevator. Several tense moments pass. The only sound that can be heard is the raspy panting coming from the raven as Ash begins to once more nuzzle his tense neck.

Eternally grateful for the quick transport device, Gary strolls out with a genuine relieved smile on his face. He thanks the man and quickly makes their way back to the suite. He can feel eyes on them as he struggles to open the door.

Once inside, he quickly throws the raven off his back who dissolves into a fit of laughter from his spot against the wall. With a growl, Gary pushes his partner fully up against the wall and boxes him in with his long arms.

"What's so funny Ashy-boy?"

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AN: I had some fun with this chapter. I love awkward sexual tension. I have a TON of author notes describing crucial background of the story in the next chapter so be sure to read that!

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