open ship/smut post

[shadowglitter]

ah. a bare post. like odin's soul, and also body, in all of these threads

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[cigarbribery]

[Foggy does feel guilty about using Odin as a—distraction, or something. He deserves better than that, than what Foggy can give him, but—he shushes that quiet little voice in his head. For the night, he's okay with this. For the night, he and Odin will at least have someone beside them.

He does not forget to pay. Unfortunately Foggy just drunkenly leaves maybe half his money on the table, because drunk Foggy is either the worst at remembering to pay or the worst at remembering he's on a budget, there is no middle ground here, and he practically clings to Odin much of the time. He only breaks away to let him climb into the backseat, but then he clambers in after him.

And—hokey that is a hand on his dick. Foggy chokes on a laugh. Bad Foggy. Stop laughing!]

Oh my god—yes, yes, you dork, I'm ready. I mean. [He grins a little, crooked and wicked.] Are you?

[Suave. He closes any remaining distance between them and just fucking. Plants a wet one, right there, on Odin's lips, slipping him some tongue too. Foggy Nelson: actually a damn good kisser, considering he's such a nerd most of the time—he kisses like he argues in a courtroom, like he wants to prove something, like he's hungry for it. He kisses like this might be the last thing he'll do and he wouldn't mind. He kisses hard, essentially, and when he breaks away his pupils are blown wide with lust and he's grinning.

Reckless.

He dives back in, and meanwhile one hand is just going to the seat of Odin's pants as soon as he can slip it under there. Oh, that's a nice butt, he's gonna squeeze it. You know. Test it out.

The poor fucking taxi driver up in the front is turning up the music now, because he's sure not paid enough for this.]