[It's certainly one way to start, and Dick would have been disappointed if Wash hadn't taken the initiative here. His height is good, just one more way to crowd Dick in even as he stretches up to meet him, the kiss just as demanding from Dick's side. Wash tastes familiar even under the bitter twist of the drink, setting up an easy flood of memories of every other time Dick's had his mouth on him. He tastes better non-hallucinatory.
Dropping the hat for lost on the floor of the elevator, Dick hitches his hands into Wash's belt, pulling him in enough to press up against, while his fingertips dip under to find the heat of his skin.
He tilts his head back, just a fraction, as the doors behind them seal shut.]
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Dropping the hat for lost on the floor of the elevator, Dick hitches his hands into Wash's belt, pulling him in enough to press up against, while his fingertips dip under to find the heat of his skin.
He tilts his head back, just a fraction, as the doors behind them seal shut.]
How many floors?