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Bang, Bang, He Shot me Down

Jun 20, 2011 23:14

WHO: Colonel Braginsky and his Pilot
WHEN: June 21st, 10PM
WHERE: Military shooting range
WHAT: Alfred decides to vent at his superior officer while Ivan happens to be wearing hearing protection and wielding a pistol.

( Bang, bang, my baby shot me down... )

!event: steampunk, russia, america

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waitforsuperman June 21 2011, 16:09:02 UTC

Saying Alfred was peeved did not nearly cover the boiling emotions within the pilot. In training, he'd been taught to keep a cool head because one rash move and you could lose your life and the life of your navigator. While the boy was usually acting on impulse, they were calculated. Alfred only broke the rules because the rules just weren't good enough.

But the only place Alfred kept his head was in the air, on the ground he was safe, if caged.

Pushing the doors open to the shooting range just as he saw Ivan cocking the gun, none of his training coming in handy as he headed straight for the Russian.

"Hey! Colonel!" He barked, wanting nothing more than to jump on the Russian and punch him for getting him trapped in this stupid situation.

waitforsuperman June 26 2011, 20:02:26 UTC

"No," Alfred pressed a finger to his lips, dragging it over the bottom one before bowing his head. "Ivan- I get it..."

He kissed him lightly, starting to pull back, thumb pressed against the cold, pale lip. "You're stressed... You're in here after all and you're yelling at me. And not just for show. What's been up with you lately?"

das_vedanya June 26 2011, 23:46:24 UTC

"It's...." Ivan let his head bow also, if not just to meet Alfred's eyes again. His mouth hung open, still held down by the press of Alfred's thumb, but he couldn't find the words to explain it. "...stress. Nothing but stress, I'm just trying to clear my head."

He offered a smile and pulled his lip free from Alfred's thumb. "I'm fine, okay?"

waitforsuperman June 27 2011, 00:53:39 UTC

Alfred beamed at him and before those lips could close he pressed forward, kissing him again, holding it just long enough to get his arms around the Russian's neck, cupping the back of his head to pull him down closer.

"If you're stressed you shouldn't be working it out with that gun~"

das_vedanya June 27 2011, 06:50:24 UTC

Still slightly dazed by the kiss, Ivan straightened himself, feeling his gun prod against his thigh. He wanted to shoot, he still wanted to, but this wasn't... as satisfactory for now, but it would make do.

"What do you suggest?"

waitforsuperman June 27 2011, 22:11:59 UTC

Alfred shrugged, fidgeting with Ivan's collar before sliding down towards his buttons, pulling at them and then dipping down further, pulling the undershirt from his belt.

"Hm..." He mused, lifting a hand to his mouth, teeth gripping into the glove and pulling it free so he could touch his fingers to the hint of ice-cold skin near the Russian's belt. "Locked room... just you and me... I wonder what we could do."

Alfred grinned. "Maybe discuss some tactics."

das_vedanya June 29 2011, 04:49:49 UTC

The Colonel waits to see where Alfred is taking him before he even flinched enough to smile. His hands glide up his own jacket to pop the brass buttons free and expose his shirt.

"Hmm," he mused, "what kind of tactics, Jones? The aerial kind?" He leaned in, tasting Alfred's breath for a moment before pulling a hair's width away. "I don't think so - Because I'm not giving you the tactical advantage."

waitforsuperman July 4 2011, 07:22:34 UTC

Laughing lightly, Alfred reached up, taking his face and bringing the teasing lips down tightly against his own, the backs of his legs bumping against the stall's counter.

"Let me come over tonight." The words were breathed in a hushed whisper against the Colonel's lips. "It'll relax you, sir~"

das_vedanya July 7 2011, 22:31:41 UTC

"I could use some of that relaxation right now, Jones. It would do you well to keep my temper at bay..." he slid his hand down the front of Alfred's shirt, along his hip and inner-thigh before grasping Alfred's hand and resting it on the butt of his gun. "Otherwise you know what else I'll have to use to calm myself, da?"

He breathed out, lips gliding along Alfred's chin. "But you can come over if you'd so like."

/awkward turtle writes foreplay at work waitforsuperman July 15 2011, 20:50:27 UTC

Alfred shivered under the touch of the cold hand, hips leaning into it and a small noise of disappointment leaving his mouth when the hand left and instead circled around his wrist. He tightened his fingers around the gun, smiling quietly, head tilting back slightly, trying to get Ivan's mouth somewhere near his quickening pulse.

"I'm sure we can start something here-" he said, turning them around, starting at the thick clothes that seperated them. "-and finish it at your place."

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